segunda-feira, dezembro 22, 2008
natal
Uma semaninha de férias merecidas no norte desta nação já me faziam falta. Ter a mae a fazer tudo sabe tao bem. Parece que volto à inocencia da minha infancia. Tenho cá o meu irmao, que ainda contribui mais para essa sensaçao. Sao poucas as vezes em que estamos todos juntos agora. Mas quando isso acontece é mt bom.
sábado, dezembro 13, 2008
O dia que finalmente aconteceu
finalmente a discussão da tese. estava a ver que o dia não chegava.
7:00 levanto-me. Visto-me todo bonitinho, pois este dia simboliza o fim de um grande ciclo na minha vida e tomo um bom pequeno almoço (por acaso foi péssimo pois estava com pouco leite e pouco pão e pouco de tudo... os ultimos dias só havia tempo para trabalhar, mas fica sempre bem dizer que foi um pequeno-almoço daqueles...).
7:50 saio de casa. Vou a ouvir música até chegar ao IST. O som era o novo CD dos Guns. A voz já não é o que era, mas aquilo ainda se ouve muito bem.
8:20 chego. Vou ter com a professora que me aconselha umas pequenas alterações na apresentação. Fico a preparar.me no gabinete ao lado do da professora até às 9:30.
9:30 Entro na sala onde vai decorrer a apresentação. Preparo e testo tudo para ter certeza que nada vai correr mal. Fico depois a rever a apresentação e ultimar os ultimos pormenores.
10:05 Começa a apresentação. Não me saí nada mal, se bem que demorei menos tempo do que os 20 mn dados. É sempre dificil controlar isto em pormenor.
10:25 O juri analisa globalmente o meu trabalho e depois seguiu-se uma sessao de duvidas, nada de especial.
10:50 ausento-me enquanto espero pela nota.
11:00 O presidente do juri vem ter comigo e informa-me da nota que tive.
Depois ainda passei pelo gabinete da professora para ver aqueles pormenores que é sempre necessário corrigir.
quarta-feira, dezembro 03, 2008
"Dear Karen,
If you’re reading this, then it means I actually worked up the courage to mail it. So, good for me. You don’t know me very well, but if you get me started I have a tendency to go on and on about how hard the writing is for me. But this, this is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to write. There is no easy way to say this so, I’ll just say it. I met someone. It was an accident. I wasn’t looking for it. It wasn’t on the make. It was the perfect storm. She said one thing and I said another. Next thing I knew, I wanted to spend the rest of my life in the middle of that conversation. Now, there’s this feeling in my gut. She might be the one. She’s completely nuts in a way that makes me smile, highly erotic. A great deal of maintenance required. She is you, Karen. That’s the good news. The bad is that I don’t know how to be with you right now, and it scares the shit out of me. Because if I am not with you right now, I have this feeling that we’ll get lost out there. It’s a big bad world full of twists and turns, and people have a way of blinking and missing the moment; the moment that could have changed everything. I don’t know what’s going on with us, and I can’t tell you why you should trust a leap of faith on the likes of me, but damn you smell good. Like home. And you make excellent coffee. That’s gotta count for something, right? Call me."
If you’re reading this, then it means I actually worked up the courage to mail it. So, good for me. You don’t know me very well, but if you get me started I have a tendency to go on and on about how hard the writing is for me. But this, this is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to write. There is no easy way to say this so, I’ll just say it. I met someone. It was an accident. I wasn’t looking for it. It wasn’t on the make. It was the perfect storm. She said one thing and I said another. Next thing I knew, I wanted to spend the rest of my life in the middle of that conversation. Now, there’s this feeling in my gut. She might be the one. She’s completely nuts in a way that makes me smile, highly erotic. A great deal of maintenance required. She is you, Karen. That’s the good news. The bad is that I don’t know how to be with you right now, and it scares the shit out of me. Because if I am not with you right now, I have this feeling that we’ll get lost out there. It’s a big bad world full of twists and turns, and people have a way of blinking and missing the moment; the moment that could have changed everything. I don’t know what’s going on with us, and I can’t tell you why you should trust a leap of faith on the likes of me, but damn you smell good. Like home. And you make excellent coffee. That’s gotta count for something, right? Call me."
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