I probably haven’t mentioned that I am involved with MUN (model united nations), and tomorrow I have my first meeting as Ghana delegate (representative). This is so cool!!!! We have to protect the interests of our county in a mock meeting imitating one as the actual UN.
Lets see how I go, and if I have future with representations.
P.S. = Funny thing is that the name of the actual American representative in Ghana is Pamela =DD
Gosh I miss Posting!!
So much has happened since the last time I posted that I have to be selective in what to talk about to not make a bible-long-post.
I guess the most interesting thing that has happened to be lately is that I have started my French lessons again. As I have probably mentioned, I really want to have an exchange to France and this is my first step towards that. My parents aren’t 100% sure about letting me go, but I think that they will have the sensitivity to see that this is a big dream of mine, and represents a big experience to my future.
Now comming back from France to Brazil, I went to a Halloween party at my school today. I had the chance to see many friends that I hadnt seen for long. I also dressed up as a pirate (which I will soon post pics).
I am not remembering other cool stuff to talk about, so I’ll just leave the rest for later.
see yah!
If you are Brazilian you are already familiar with this tradition, that is to celebrate your 15th year old party. If you are American – maybe not so much.
Here in Brazil when the girl turns 15 there is this big fuss about it and stuff, and the good part about it (well most of the time) is that you get invited to go to these big fancy parties with good food, alcohol, and all of these good things that either you don’t get everyday or you just wish you did.
On Saturday I went to this party at a very famous club here in the city I live called Hipica. It is a big club where only rich people make parties at and stuff. The party was relatively fine but this one thing happend and it was kind of weird.
This boy from my class asked some friends to ask me if I wanted to kiss him. I know it seems childish since you dont usually ask people to make that question, you just go and make the question yourself! You know its not that hard, “Do you want to date me?”, or just give it a try and kiss the person. The worse thing that can happen to you is that you may get slapped, or the girl can just like it and kiss you back. And come on, there are harder questions to ask as for example “Will you marry me?”, or “Were you the one to fart in Math class today?”
Well the fact was that there was I, being asked that question. Thing was I said to his friends that if he wanted something he should be the one to come and ask me.
This caused a complicated dilemma since the guy gave up and just did not want it anymore and started to tell the whole school i liked him. Funny thing was, I wasn’t the one asking to kiss people.
I got kind of mad-embaressed-angry-shy everything at the same time but also happy, because it had been long since i had not been in a weird and confusing situation as that one. I have to confess it was fun!
See yah
Above is how my makeup and hair looked for the party. At least this was the best I could get it to look.
Yes I had a basketball game today and yes the boys from my class have done a list of the prettiest girls in the class.
I know that is so lame but they did, and today I learned I was in 5th position HAUAHAAUAHAUAHA
I know that is so funny isn’t it??
The best part is that I had never thought that the people they put in the list would be in the positions they are ahauahu.
Now going to the interesting part, we won the game today and played relatively well. I played more than I usually do so that was nice too.
Tomorrow I have this sweet 15 party and hope to find a nice guy there. Read the next chapter/post to see what happened hauaha.
Click here for Brazilian Constitution
I have always recognized the importance of us citizens to know what our rights are and also know better the laws that we have to daily obey in our country.
Unfortunately I dont think many people see the importance of being well informed of our duties, so I decided to put the file (Brazilian Constitution) on a post so that if anyone had a question about laws or the Brazilian Constitution itself, could have easy access to it. I love to read it and hope you do also. Have fun!
I don’t know if I’m in the position of complaining, since there are so many people out there suffering but I guess I cannot do anything else other than complain.
Since my parents got divorced I haven’t gotten total peace. There is always conflict to ruin my days and I can say that today was one of these GREAT days.
Because of a communication problem, my family started to fight today, and it was one of those big fights when people call each other bad names and promise to do unhealthy things. It kind of sucks to live in a place where people are in constant argument, specially when these people are your parents. But I guess there are so many people that live worse things than I do, that I even feel a little bad to complain about my life which is very close to perfect except for these moments.
Now saying something positive, today I went to this fair where they had many companies that do exchange services. I went there because I am planning in going to Germany or France on August of 2009, so I am already looking for the stuff to make sure everything is ready by then.
I think it will be a very nice experience and it will also be good for me to “change airs” as we say in Portuguese meaning we want to leave the place we are for somewhere new.
Maybe I will have the chance to develop nice characteristics like independence if I live away from my family for some time.
Lets see if this all works out! Hopefully it will!
Today I had to wake up at 7 to come to SP!!! The thing is that I came to meet my family and as I have already commented, I am not that close to anyone so I am always a little out of the group when we have these family reunions and stuff.
I guess I dont have any other option, I will have to intereact with them. We will go bowling in like 5 minutes, so I will try to get excited.
Have to go!
bye
If you are not from my school you are probably thinking “WTF is CIP??”
Well, CIP is a community service program which all of the upper school students participate in, and the objective is to “create world citizens”, as it is stated in our school’s mission.
This year, a senior and I have decided to create a new gruop called “Velhinhos” which in portuguese means old people. As the name already says, we are going to an institution where they keep about 30 old women.
As all Brazilians know already, everything that comes from the government is usually messy, and so is this old people’s home.
This Wednesday I went to this place to meet the director and to get to know the house where they keep the old people, because I will stat to go there every month. I actually did not know what to expect, but when I went into their bathrooms and kitchens, I felt very bad for those who lived there.
The walls were dirty, and there was no adequate equipment in the bathrooms for the old people to help themselves with while using the loo. Maybe I’m being unfair in saying that there was NO protection, but there obviously should have been more.
During the visit around the place we found two old ladies sitting down on a bench outside of the room where the other ones were playing BINGO. We stopped to talk to them.
The lady that was sitting to the left of the bench pulled us to give both me and my friends a kiss on the cheek. Seeing that she wanted attention we started to talk to her, but the funny thing was that she would not let go my hand. At one point she turned to me and asked, “are you going to stay with me now?” With this question she completely broke my heart because after that quaestion I could understand how lonely these old peope were.
Even though I felt very sad for that lady, there was another one that I felt even more touched by her situation.
In the corner of the room on a bed was an old figure that seemed unmovable. If I had not been told she was alive by the woman that was showing us the house, I would have probably thought she was dead. We were told that the woman was deaf and blind, and that we probably would not be doing any activities with her because it would be hard to find something to do with her. I swear to god I felt like jumping on our host and hitting her. How could she say that the blind/deaf woman did not need attention. She was probably the person that most needed care there. We are going to find some way to work with her.
Resuming everything, this tuesday I will work there and lets see what happens
I would like to start this post by recognizing my unimportance to the world. I am aware that only very close friends read this blog, and actually comment about it, but I would like to clarify one issue that might have been misunderstood. I write for myself, and not for others. I expose my ideas because this is the only way they will not be judged. And maybe some day, I will find someone to share my insanity with, and that way my philosophy may be expanded.
In this second part of the post, I would like to communicate this to all of the unethical, irresponsible, lousy and selfish rulers of our world, that dont care about anyone, other than themselves. I would not like to think that I generalize and that all of the leaders existant suck. But some great and significant majority of them do stick at what they do.
I believe that the rulers (especially in Brazil )do what they want because we permit them to do so. We have to show them that we do not accept all of this corruption and disloyalty to our votes. One may even argue ” I dont accept that situation, I just dont demonstrate my unhappiness either”. But if we do not go out on the streets, or even show others our opinions, we will not be effective in any way, cause our cause will not be heard by the public it should reach.
I am just full of all this shit of unfair world, because it does not matter what we do, and how hard we try, there are always people that continue in what we judge the wrong side. But we wont stop trying, because Gandhi and Mr. King Jr. did not die to defend a cause that they did not believe in. If they moved millions of people in thinking that it was a useful cause what they fought for, why cant we do the same? Why cant we offer a better world for our children?
This is not only a post, but a plead for help, form a young girl that cannot stand anymore the world in which she lives in.
I am a little drop of water in the ocean, but with all other people that agree with me, we can form a big lake, and soon reach the seas.
Yesterday, my class and I went to a retreat that happened close to our school. Since we have just gone into High school, our teachers decided it would be healthy to go to another environment so that we could know more about how this new phase of our life will work.
It was interesting since we were divided into groups and could open ourselves. I was impressed of how much I commented about my life and my expectations. This guy from my group said that what made him scared about high school was that he did not know what the future would be and if he would have a family and stuff. I found that very cute.
There was this funny incident when we were playing this game that involved people having to pass through a hula-hoop that was hanged about 1 meter from the ground. The thing was that you could not touch the hula-hoop, so we had to hold people and pass them through the circle and hand them to the person on the other side. When it came to pass one of the teachers to the other side we were like “WHAT THE HELL WILL WE DO???”
The teacher told us he would run and jump through the hula-hoop like a dog in one of these circus shows we see, and our job would be to catch him at the other side. He asked us to make two lines and hold each other’s arms so that when he fell, our arms would be like a bed or something. The funny thing was that it worked, and even more interesting than that is that he trusted us enough, to know that we would not let him fall to the ground.
Another thing we did was to write a letter for ourselves for when we reach our senior year. This letter was put in an envelope and will be handed to us in 3 years.
I hope to write in this blog until then.
