Brasil 4 X "Air France" 228

Seleção Brasileira vence Uruguai no Estádio Centenário. 33 anos se passaram desde que nosso país tenha vencido naquele lugar. O resultado favoreceu a equipe brasileira, que conquistara 4 gols não apenas devido ao trabalho realizado na ofensiva mas também na defensiva. Júlio César, nosso goleiro, que comportou-se poderosamente como o imperador romano de mesmo nome, brilhou tanto quanto os flashes em sua direção ao final do jogo. Como o próprio Galvão Bueno disse, parecia que aquele goleiro pedia que chutassem a gol, pois ele estaria sempre lá, mesmo nas visivelmemente mais complicadas investidas da equipe opositora. É... depois de uma rouquidão por gritar "Goooooooooooollllllll" por quatro vezes e aquela alegria de vencer no futebol que os brasileiros conhecem tão bem, a TV volta com as "updates" sobre o último desastre aéreo, com o Airbus 330 da companhia Air France, o famoso vôo 447. Após desaparecer enquanto sobrevoava o Atlântico com 228 pessoas a bordo, pouca notícia se obteve após 5 dias de busca. Consternados, pelo menos aqui em casa, e creio que esta situação reflita muito dos lares brasileiros e franceses, paramos qualquer atividade (preparar alimentos, limpar a casa e talvez até desligar o chuveiro) para ouvir as notícias sobre o trabalho que a marinha e aeronáutica brasileira vem realizando. Mesmo com tanta tristeza envolvendo essa história, o desaparecimento desse avião e a pouca certeza de se chegar à real causa do acidente, continua sendo a vencedora na mídia (ainda bem). O futebol, como poucas atividades, tem o poder de alegrar (como hoje) ou entristecer branco, preto, rico e pobre ao mesmo tempo. Também, esses mesmos grupos, ficaram tristes, apreensivos, e também curiosos com qualquer nova informação a respeito do vôo 447, que fazia a rota Rio-Paris, e que não simplesmente desaparecera após as 23h do último domingo. Os olhos que podem derramar lágrimas com a vitória brasileira sobre a equipe uruguaia são os mesmos que choram a perda de amigos, parentes ou simplesmente concidadãos.

Que o Senhor abençõe aquelas famílias.

Teste psicológico para psicopatas

Esse é um teste psicológico de verdade...

- Uma garota, durante o funeral de sua mãe, conheceu um rapaz que nunca tinha visto antes. Achou o cara tão maravilhoso que acreditou ser O homem da sua vida. Apaixonou-se por ele e começaram um namoro que durou uma semana. Sem mais nem menos, o rapaz sumiu e nunca mais foi visto. Dias depois, a garota matou a própria irmã.

Questão: Qual o motivo da garota ter matado sua própria irmã??? (Não desça até o final antes de ter pensado em uma resposta!!!!!) Realmente tente responder pois é interessante.

* Resposta:* - Ela matou porque esperava que o rapaz pudesse aparecer Novamente no funeral de sua irmã.

Se você acertou a resposta, você pensa como um psicopata. Esse é um famoso teste psicológico americano para reconhecer a Mente de assassinos seriais ( Serial Killers). A maioria dos assassinos presos acertou a resposta. Para um psicopata, sempre OS fins justificam OS meios. - Se você errou... Bom para você, Bom para sua família e Bom para seus amigos.


- Se você acertou a resposta...
Apague MEU nome da sua agenda,
Apague MEU nº do seu celular,
Apague MEU e-mail do seu micro e
Esqueça que me conheceu um dia!!!


* ME ESQUECE! .. rs rs rs rs rs rs rs

Mormonês

Mórmon não diz o que sabe: presta testemunho.
Mórmon não afirma: testifica.
Pra mórmon não existe mentira: existe apostasia.
Mórmon não paquera: procura um parceiro celestial.
Mórmon não casa até que a morte os separe: sela para toda a eternidade.
Mórmon não pensa: pondera.
Mórmon não cuida da saúde: guarda a Palavra de Sabedoria.
Mórmon não tem intuição: tem o dom do Espírito Santo.
Mórmon não tem energia: tem fogo nos ossos.
Mormon não tem problemas: passa por provações.
Mórmon não supera dificuldades: sobrepuja fraquezas.
Mórmon não morre: vai para o mundo espiritual.
Mórmon não peca: fubeca.
Mórmon não lê a Bíblia: ESTUDA AS ESCRITURAS!!!!!.
Mórmon não cumpre penitência: fica em Período Probatório.
Mórmo não reza: conversa com o Pai Celestial.
Mórmon não aconselha: exorta.
Pra mórmon não existe índio: existe lamanita.
Mórmon não faz acordo: faz convênio.
Mórmon não chama a atenção: queima.
Mórmon não é mórmon: é Santo Dos Últimos Dias.

I better go to the gym...

Oh boy... since i'm at home again (no job - the English Classes ends) i have been "talking" to the refrigerator a lot. We are so great friends that i gain 3kg so far. Refrigerators have always nice stuffs to offer, like coca-cola, cheese, juice...in other words: foooooood
Well the "kg" gained come always to my belly, than i thought i better go to the gym. I decide to invite my sister Sylvia to go with me and gave her a "present": i paid for her first month at the gym... opssss did i buy her companiorship? Well, i don't think so. She gives me a lot and she also needs gym. She is also nice to be with. What should be better than having her close?
I'm not satisfied with how thin are my legs and thigh. In the past it was like the "two pencils" so, i decide to work the muscles on that area to make them looks better and be a little harder. I'm not a superficial woman who only thinks about fisical body, but i keep sacred my belief about how sacrad is my body and that is a Temple to the spirit, my own spirit. It is also a gift from heaven and taking care of my imperfect "little body" i'll show that i am greateful for that. Going to the gym is pretty fun. I attend one that are received only women. Can you think about 50 potential PMS' doing exercises together? We are so loud sometimes! The teachers are funny and interested in help us to reach our goals. I hope that with 3 months i can see some diference. If so, i'll be here to post something with a picture of me.

WAIT, wAiT, wait...

I had many options, but i decided to keep my good perspective about everything in my life and I'll do my best to be active while i'm waiting the greatest dreams come true.

"Ye cannot behold with your natural eyes, for the present time, the design of your God concerning those things which shall come hereafter, and the glory which shall follow after much tribulation.
For after much tribulation come the blessings. Wherefore the day cometh that ye shall be crowned with much glory; the hour is not yet, but is nigh at hand".

Doctrine and Convenants 58:3-4.


Those wise words: "Be of good cheer" had been in my mind for a while...
I cant see with my natural eyes, but I'll be of good cheer!!!!! I'll be waiting.

Anti-aging

When you are a little girl, nobody will be amazed if you get a new or many news dolls as a birthday present. That happened to me.

Teenagers girls are energetic and most of their stuffs are very colorful. I remember i got a pen with many write colors when i was around 12th birthday. It was in fashion at that time and i was sooooo excited to have my own!!!!!!!

Wake up girl! Or should i say: "wake up woman!"?
Now you're in your 30th birthday, no more dools, no more pens.
You'll get an anti-aging as your birthday present!!!!!!!
Yeah... before i forget to share, i got one.
Who gave me? My best friend!!! Does it hurt more?
Or it just means that she knows more than any other person my
reals age sings? My "cute little" wrinkles?



Thanks my dear friend. I think your present "opened my eyes", no just because it was
for eyes area...

Celebrating the 1st "century" of my existence

Some pics of the time we spent at the restaurant celebrating my birthday (April, 18):

I'm getting older #$%¨*&!#$"[)*]0}%$!arrrrrrrrrrg

Leonardo, my nephew, and my nieces Suellen and Eduarda

Mom, Joelma, my older sister, Me and Grandma

Sylvia, Me and Joelma. We are "The three sisters"

Going back to home, what a birthday

present!!!!!!!

Well, those who look to all of these pictures above don't know what i had made and face to get that point. I'm not a little girl, neither the most wonderful woman, talking about experience. I'm just on the way. I walked, learned, crying or smiling i think i really did my best...

Let me show ya some of my memories about the "century" of my existence, in each age until now:

1 I don't remember anything from that age, but i know i was a fat baby.

2 Neither from that, I just know that i was still fat.

3 I remember trying to show with good cordination with my 3 fingers , what was my age.

4 I was learning that letter "E" has just 3 "arms" and not that much we can write in a letter "I"

5 Showing already that i would have a "yellow" personality, always loudy girl. I also was doing great with pencils in my hand, I was an artist ;)

6 Bored because i change school and was in a grade where i could do all activities in few seconds, i was so smart to kindergarden.

7 Finally in 1st grade, but learning everything so fast, other kids were less fast than me.

8 I gave my 1st kiss. I can't denny! His name was "Rômulo". Dad died that year too. The 2nd stuff wasn't motivated for the 1st btw :)

9 Learning how to live with less money, that isn't easy to kids understand, it was a hard time...

10 I was an actress at scholl. Always in a small teather to perform Portuguese texts we had during the lessons

11 I was in 5th grade. The girl's breasts were growing and i asked myself: "where is mine?" I couldn't find anything in a search under my t-shirt. Too thin girl!!!!

12 I could be in "YW" but i wasn't mormon, so i was falling in love with a nice boy at the school. His name was Fabiano. He was soooooo cute, intelligent and different of other boys...

13 To my sadness, that boy, Fabiano, leave the school that year. He never knew my feelings... For girls on that age the boys should discover our feelings, well, now in 2009, i don't thing the girls are so "slow". My first nephew was born that year.

14 My period begings. Finally! I hated to say: "no" when the girls asked me about that. But, since now, i could open a very large smile to say "yes".

15 High School! Sad at the beggining. Some friends went to other schools. I thought i lose them. My first niece was born that year too.

16 First year studing at night, i hated to lose the great chapters of "novelas"

17 Last year in High School. I found the Gospel and was baptized. I reborn, it was 1996.

18 I had my first birthday party as surprise. My Seminary teacher made it. Thanks Mônica!

19 I understood that i should marry for Eternity, a good mormon guy. I was working as a sale girl that year too.

20 I wrote many letters to missionaries friends, specially Ricardo and Eduardo from my ward.
21 Believe me, i had my 1st boyfriend, Daniel, that year. He wasn't my 1st date or 1st kiss. But 1st boyfriend!!! Daniel said that i was "yellow" he was talking about the color code. It was my 1st contact with these concepts.

22 I was preparing myself to go to university.

23 University, here I am!!!!!!!!

24 Wishing to leave the job as a sale that weren't the best, but i fear too much move on.

25 I was hating my job as a sale girl. It was stressful. But, that was my way of paying bills.

26 The nature requires me to be a mother and i thought i should be maried first. My stake president at that time had counseled me to try online dates. He told me that because he knew there wasn't availables singles mormons to date here. Most of my friends were getting married and i was wishing the same to me. Dating online, i met Wade.

27 The relationship with Wade ends and I met Robert and start dreaming about building a family again.

28 First offcial job as a Secretary, wow. Year of my graduation too.

29 To my sadness the relationship with Robert ends. But, as i "work" fast, i met Ernie and I'm happy. During the Christmas he asked me officially to be his wife. I acepted, of course. We're engaged now.

30 This period just starts to me. I'm enjoying this, but i would prefer to talk about that later in the end of the year or something like that. Maybe, at that time i'll have great news to update.

I'm now waiting for the next 30!!!!!!!!!!