UPDATE

Pois é, pois é... Sara tenho uma notícia para ti: a tua prenda de aniversário do ano passado avançou! Finalmente, passei-a tinta (o que podes agradecer a minha irmã, pois foi ela que comprou as canetas)!
Agora só a falta pintar.
P.S.: É bom que gostes, pois agora não há muito que se possa fazer se a quiseres mudar. :S
 

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HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS: PART 2

Hoje fui ver a 2ª parte do último filme!!! A um dia de ser retirado do cinema...
T^T Thank you Lord!
Decidi postar um texto que encontrei em algum lado (ou seja: NOT MINE) e copiei para um ficheiro que guardei algures no meu PC e acho que apaguei... Mas pode ser que esteja no novo.
Anyway, enjoy! :)

James + Lily Potter taught me what real love is when they sacrificed themselves for their son.

Neville taught me to stand up for what I believe in, to be there for my friends at all times and to always try my best.

Luna taught me that it's okay to be different and to have a gentle heart.

Dumbledore taught me to fight for the rights of other people.

Dobby taught me how to be a great person, to always be there when someone needs me.

Sirius taught me to live by my own rules.

Remus taught me that even though something might me wrong with you, you can overcome that.

Draco taught me that, even though you were wrong you can still become a good person in the end.

Snape taught me to love forever, no matter how much the person you love hurt you.

Fred and George taught me that it was okay to break the rules sometimes.

The whole Weasley family taught me to be generous, even when I don't have much to offer.

Ron taught me to see the funny side in things and to never give up.

Hermione taught me to never be ashamed of my intelligence and that I should be independant.

Harry taught me to brave and strong, even when all hope's lost.

J. K. Rowling taught me to believe in magic.

Harry Potter não foi apenas mais uma série de best-sellers. Foi algo que nos acompanhou e, espero, que nunca desapareça. "Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home."

PERFECTION

"James! Open the damn door!" I keep knocking. I don't care if his neighbors come complaining later... It's not my problem.
Finally, I hear his voice screaming above the loud music coming from inside his apartment. "Stop that! You won, I'll open the door!" I stop, listening to the noise of the door being unlocked. "Happy now? What the hell are you doing here?"
I look him right in the eye. "I came here to demand an explanation!" I cross my arms over my chest.
He looks right back, completely dumbfounded. "Come again?"
"An explanation! I demand one." I didn't budge. "Don't you think I deserve one?"
"There's nothing to explain. You and me: it's over. Goodbye, have a nice day!" And he closed the door right on my face.
Oh, no you didn't! Fuming, I started ringing the doorbell. "JAMES! Come back here, RIGHT NOW!"
He re-opened the door quickly. "Shut the fuck up! What do you want? Waking up the entire building?"
I glared at him. "If necessary." I walked forward forcing him to let me in. "Could you please lower the music? Please?"
James turned his back to me. "No. I like it this way and this is still my house." His house was a mess.
While following him to the living room I noticed the pizza boxes scattered all around the floor. Apparently he had decided to start living there. "Then tell me why? Why have you decided to break up?"
He ran his hands over his head. "Why keep beating around the bush? Can't you just move on?"
"You don't make any sense. Everything was alright a week ago and then you decide to finish it."
"So you want a reason? Easy: I should never, ever, started dating you! And you are better off without me."
This is so cliché. If it wasn't happening to me, I'd start laughing. But this, this is not funny. "No. I know you better than that!"
"Wrong! You thought you knew me."
"Liar..." I swear I'm on the verge of tears. "Then why not earlier? Why did you even ask me out?"
He avoided my stare. "Obviously, I was not right in my mind."
"You're so stupid!"
"Guess it's part of my personality..."
"You were nothing like this when I first met you." Now, I was the one avoiding looking directly at him. "You know, I never thought you were like this!"
"You see! That's the problem! You thought I was perfect!" He turned off the music and got closer. "But I've got news for you: I'm not! I kept trying, for you. But what I am it's not enough for your family."
"I never said you were perfect. And what my family thinks it's not important!"
"Yet you acted like I was. I never thought I'd meet someone like you, who made me feel not so lonely." He cupped my face and forced me to look into his silver eyes - now as gray as the stormiest sky. "Just by being at your side I forgot all my loneliness."
"Then why not telling me? Even if you say I'm wrong I can see in your eyes that finishing is not what you wanted..."
"Your parents were hoping to meet some Perfect Guy. Not me." He lowered his head. "They were disappointed."
"Who said I needed Perfect Guy? If they wanted him, then they'd wait forever... No one's perfect. Once they get to know you better, I'm sure disappointed it's the last thing they'll be. Especially when you're the one I love." I started walking away. "I only care about you. Who do you care about?"
"You."
"Then my parents won't care." I open the door. "If it's that way I want to let you know..." I get out and shoot him a small smile. "I'll keep holding on to us. To you." He looked like hell. "If you want to ask me to get you back, you know that I will." He sighed in relief. "Will you pick me up tomorrow for school?"
He smiled weakly, but meaning it. "Of course. As usual."
"Then... Goodbye, James."
He whispered in my direction. "Love you."
Smiling, I closed the door. "Love you too."

PEOPLE SHOULD TRY TO BE UGLY

Encontrei este texto num tumblr. A verdade é que poucas pessoas dão valor à beleza interior e este texto demonstra-o melhor que nada...
Aviso: Para pessoas emocionalmente sensíveis, aconselha-se ter por perto um pacote de lenços... Ou mais.

P.S.: I love ninja-stalk your tumblr Isa-chan... And no matter how beautiful and touching this story is, I didn't cry. Sorry.
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Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat.


Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly.

To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs.

Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!”

All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.

Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.

One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.

Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought.

Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear - Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.

At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.

Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.

POTTERMORE

Após três longos dias de stress, hoje consegui alcançar parte de um sonho desde os meus 11 anos...

Obrigada JK Rowling!

Consegui registar-me e validar a minha conta no site Pottermore nesta "promoção" de modo a poder ser uma das beta-testers do site...

Agora só tenho de esperar que uma coruja venha com a minha Welcoming letter.

Encontrei isto num tumblr... E embora nao tenha sido o meu desafio, achei que estava giro :D

(Muito nerd: eu sei. Curiosamente, não me importo.)