Les Bleus: The World Cup's embarrassment

This man's attitude was utterly unallowable and shameful, especially in an international competition. I don't know if it was because he felt useless, I don't know if it was because he felt like a loser, I don't know if it was because he's an arrogant frenchman. But to do this? Never. This man doesn't deserve any respect.

And my poor, sexy Gourcuff was red carded. I was very sad.

Bisou, bisou *

Apparently goals really are like ketchup

7 - 0

COME ON, BRASIL! WE'LL EAT YOU ALIVE!

Bisou, bisou *
*Photograph found here.

Bye bye, high school

No more classes, no more tests, no more exams. Excellent three years for the most part. And now high school is aaaall over.

... What do I do now?

Bisou, bisou *
*Photograph found here.

Doubts

I'm less than 24 hours away of completing my last high school exam. I'm eighteen days away from knowing the results of said exams and nineteen days away from filling in a piece of paper with choices that are going to change my life and lead it to an unknown path.

Such a short time and I'm having doubts. I'm having doubts because I don't know if I'm doing the right thing, if I should study Social Communication like I'm planning to. It kills me that I can't express myself like I want to in my own language. It kills me that my own teachers think that Portuguese isn't my native tongue and thinking English is. In other circumstances, that would have been an enormous compliment, but not when I heard it. Not when I'm facing three years of writing in Portuguese. Not when I have to find a job in Journalism and, not knowing what the future brings, having to write in Portuguese for the rest of my life.

I can't be having doubts now. Especially when I don't see any other alternative.

But I do have doubts.

Bisou, bisou *

Yearbooks, ridiculous exams, smiles and TeenVogue

Today has been one of the best days ever. Little things make me happy and they're worth everything.

I love when I have a project set up for weeks and I finally get it done. For a "special" project class we have in school, my group and I decided to do a yearbook. We did it in less than two weeks and we've been waiting to get the results ever since. I finally picked up the books today and they're wonderful, I'm so glad with the way they turned out.

Next, I had my English exam. Oh. My. God. *Janice accent* I have never done an exam as easy as that one. It felt good not have to study for an exam and feeling that I can have 20/20. I should probably get started on History, though... whoops.

Right after that, dentist. Don't stress it, TSR girls, you'll have a very happy video tomorrow. Sorry about the latest two. But everything's finally into place and I can smile again and feel pretty again. It's priceless. Well, it wasn't, but you know.

I'm psychic. No, really. I opened my e-mail when I got home and I had one from TeenVogue and I realized I still hadn't received the June/July issue. I decided to check the mail. Bingo. Amanda Seyfried, I love you.

One of the most famous Portuguese authors died today, José Saramago. Yes, that's why that name's trending on Twitter. And one of his books is actually one of the subjects we have to study for our Portuguese exam (which was on Wednesday and which went well, thank you for asking. And yes, that subject did, in fact, come up in the exam). It was weird knowing that he died. Oh, well. RIP.

It's my Dad's birthday tomorrow! So less time to study. Boo. Oh, and I've been obsessed with the World Cup along with Ash. Doesn't help studying either. And The Netherlands play tomorrow again, woooo! Having two nationalities is awesome. Oh, and I also had a Starbucks today. Yum.

Bisou, bisou *

*Photograph found here.

LET'S GO!

LET'S GO!

Bisou, bisou*
*Photograph found here.

An image is worth a thousand words

And this one's worth two hundred thousand.

Bisou, bisou *

*Photograph found here.

World Cup

I love football/soccer. I love listening to every country's national hymn and screaming the Portuguese one at the the top of my lungs. I love European Cups and World Cups. It brings the world together in some way. Here's to one month of football! Thank god I have a channel where I can watch every single game.

"It's about making our country proud" - Aaron Mokoena

Bisou, bisou *
*Photograph found here.

A little help, s'il vous plaît?

I can't find this baby anywhere! They either don't sell it or it's out of stock and won't be getting more. A little help out there? Yes? Oui? Sí? Ja?

Bisou, bisou *

*Photograph found here.

I know I haven't written a blogpost since the 23rd. I'm sorry. I have so many blog entries to read, it's frightening. I feel like marking the ones I haven't read as read and just continue after that. There are days when I don't even feel like writing. Because I have no time or because I don't have the patience for it. A mix of both. I think of things to blog about, but then I forget about them.

There are days when I hate the words, "are you okay?". There are days when you're expecting so much to happen and to change, and when you're finally facing that moment, it all comes crushing down in your face. It's unfair, right? I've learnt to say, "it's life", even though I hate to admit it.

Bisou, bisou *

*Photograph found here.