What time is it now?

Are you in the same time zone as Greenwich? A friend asked me.

I am in Greenwich Time Zone. That make me think that... the first though that came to me in my first walk around London was: how can the oldest and the newest coexist so near one of the other? And it's a harmonic coexistence, I think at least. You see sophisticated buildings near a very old Church. But, there is a kind of respect between them. You walk on the streets and you see people wearing coats that seem to be from 30's, treasures that seem to be from 80's and shoes that definitely came from the far futures. Kids do their Latin homework on their apple laptops.

Maybe Greenwich knew that, although the science, this place has a special relationship with the time.

Lost In Translation

I have already talked about this movie once, you might remember, when I went first time to Karaoke Liberdade, in my lovely Sao Paulo, in my so far Brazil.

Instead Japan, it could had easily been filmed here, in London.

Here, you suddenly meet someone that spent all his/her life in Brazil so near you, but you had never met before. And you try all time meet someone you know for all your life, and you can't, because when one is free, the other is busy.

Someone said, I think it was Murphy, that the best way to find something, is searching for another. You always find when you are not looking for, you are always found when you don't care about to be or not to be seen.

Sometimes, you look through the window, spend long minutes watching the raindrops, the houses, the trees... And ask yourself "What am I doing here?". Not in London, but here, in this world? Does anybody know? I have decided that I will stop to try to find any sense in my life. And, maybe, who knows, this sense appears in one of my drawers, or in one pocket of a old treasure I haven't used for long time.

Trying Live Writer

I've got the Windows Live Writer, a tool which I can use to post in my blog, in case I don't want to use the own Blogspot's editor. Well, I'm trying, if it works and be better, I'll tell to my Blogmates, ok?

But, you know... Microsoft, we must be careful. They can send my posts to M16, CIA, Interpol or, worst, to ABIN (!).

Anyway, this tool has something very interesting for English learners: Spelling check!

About the text, let me see... It's possible row some world, underline,

bold, italic, format font colour, font size, font type, without needing to go HTML editor.

And you can also edit the picture (colour, brightness, etc), write on it, adjust its size. Insert maps

(any size toy want), videos (but I have no one), tables (as many lines and columns as you wish)

1	2
3	4

Well, I think it is...

Such Romantic

Sometimes, when I was reading some old story book, in which someone was sitting at a wooden desk writing a letter for a distant friend, or love, I used to put myself in the character’s shoes and imagine myself in a distant place, writing and thinking about my friends, my family and my inexistent boyfriend. And today I was studying in my bedroom, with my laptop on the desk at the window and suddenly I though “Such a romantic scene”. I’m exactly like I used to imagine the book’s characters.

News, news, news!!!

I have a respectable number of news to tell, better, to write. And I began your pardon for take so long since my last post. I was busy, you know (:P). And I was in school holydays, so I had to pay for internet, what limited my access. I am going to start for the lasted and hot news, and go on with by rewarding order.

Yesterday I fell on the Mc Donald’s floor, my bottom bit the stairs and... Oh God, what a pain! Because in Mc Donald’s floor, we don’t walk, we skate. And, sometimes, we slip. It was funny anyway. In Mc Donald’s we are always hurting ourselves. Every day I used to hurt my arm, or my finger... Nothing serious. Maybe, because I am working only Saturdays now, the curse became stronger on me.

Last Friday, I finally bought my laptop! I am really, really happy!

Last Sunday I moved. Bye, bye Surrey Quays, Tesco, Lidl. Hello Clapham Common, Iceland and Sainsbury. Now I am an Au Pair. No more wake up at 4.00 am to clean the University of Westminster’s toilets. Since Monday I wake up at 7 am to take care two kindness children. And the best is: I don’t have to take metro or bus to arrive at the work. I just go downstairs.