Rule 1: Post the rules

Rule 2: Answer the questions the tagger set for you, then make your own questions.

Rule 3: Tag 11 people in your post.

Rule 4: Let them know you’ve tagged them.

I was tagged by: veritardis

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Questions from veritardis:

What’s your favourite quote or saying?

- If you don’t risk anything you risk even more. ~ Erica Jung

What quality do you like most about your best friend?

- The fact they are honest, caring and intelligent people. Plus, they get me.

If you could change your name, would you? What would you call yourself and why?

- No. For years I’ve struggled with my name because I have to spell it for people every time, and sometimes even reply to their questions about it due to its exotic nature, but I’ve made my peace with it. At last.

What’s your favourite fairy-tale and why?

- Little Red Riding Hood, mostly because I was always disobeying my mother so I kind of identified myself with the girl.

What was the first book your bought for yourself? (Not for school reading.)

- The Little Prince was the first book my mom bought me that I actually could read by myself, when I was about 7 or 8 years old. I still love it.

If you could learn any language, which would you choose?

- HMTL5 is the next language I’m going to learn. :B

What would your Patronus be?

- A Sea Lion.

What 3 words best describe your personality?

- Quirky. Curious. Temperamental.

When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up?

- A hairdresser. I even made some attempts at cutting my own hair, after making some dolls bald. LOL. It didn’t go so well in me either. xD

Chicken or lasagna!?!  

- Lasagna. I’m a sucker for Italian cuisine. *drools*

 
- - - > TAG, YOU’RE IT:

Wapy, thelightofthewest, inthemachineryofnight, shinizices, gentleshark, somethingdifferentfromthis, doctorseleven, gettinglostincities, aldasilva, philosophyfortea, joaoscrumbs

——> My questions for you: 

1. What’s your favorite book?

2. What do you like the most about yourself?

3. Whom do you call when you’re having ghosts running around your house? Just kidding… What’s your favourite 90’s movie?

4. What’s your most embarrassing moment, from the last 10 years?

5. What’s your alignment? Chaotic Neutral, Lawful good? Don’t know? Here’s a quiz: http://www.wizards.com/default.asp?x=dnd/dnd/20001222b

6. What are your rules of thumb?

7. What’s your favorite meme?

8.  Do you have a favorite GIF? What is it?

9. If you were a comic book character who would you be?

10. Pizza or Burger?

On the second weekend of April I visited Coimbra, the place where I lived for about 8 years till last Summer:

 On Friday I went to the bar I missed the most with a friend and we had a lot of fun. The music was awesome from beginning to end. I think that place had a webcam. Wait… YES! Here ya go, proof of a fun night:

:B

Saturday was spent with a major hangover and catching up with another friend. On the way back home a guy in the bus asked me for my number out of the blue. It was a bit creepy, not only due to how the situation presented itself but mostly due to how he looked at me when he spoke. I felt like in some kind of twilight zone - a feeling that remained until I left the city, for the next day wasn’t any less creepier…

On Sunday I spent a couple of hours with Joana in the mall. We perused the book store, had some ice cream and, before we parted ways, we went to the supermarket. Why am I telling you this? Because that’s where a really weird thing happened that surpasses what I once called the most original pick-up line I ever got.

<pseudo harassment-lesson story> 

Me and J were walking down an aisle. She was about to grab a chocolate bar when all of the sudden a weird big guy blocked her from doing it, and us from going anywhere, with a supermarket car and two kids inside it. We went to the left, he went to the left. We went to the right, he went to the right. Then we gave up on quickly getting away from him and just stood there watching him. Not saying anything, while he talked nonsense, mostly because we thought one of us could actually know him, for he acted with familiarity, as if we were friends or something. Otherwise he’d totally get a reaction like this:

We looked at each other probably with the same puzzled face of “do you know that guy?” while his face was all smug and victorious for some unknown reason, while he joked about sexual harassment:

First he wanted us to notice how his kids stopped us from getting the chocolate (lol, yeah right, it was the poor innocent kids inside the cart who did that, alright). Then he went on, on how they’re learning the ropes of sexual harassment (which he called “messing with the ladies”) from an young age. His smile was disgusting. I can “see” him clearly advocating his kids cat calling women from the backseat of a car, and blocking women’s way just like he did, to meet and talk with them, because suuuuuure, that’s what we’re here for, right? To be stopped, blocked, looked at with lust and whatnot. That’s what women are for. Humph.

I think what upset me the most was his look and his smile, at the same time smug and at the same time wanting OUR approval - he wanted us to tell him that what he was doing was ok and funny. You could see how he yearned for a glimpse of a smile that’d say that, from either of us. Sick!

</pseudo harassment-lesson story>

On the third week of April…

- I painted my hair red although, since my natural color is dark-brown-almost-black you barely notice it, unless I’m outside and the sun rays hit my hair. My hairdresser said that with time and patience this will change for with every new layer of tint it’ll be lighter, which means more red. I decided not to dye my hair, because it’s more expensive to maintain, but also because it ruins the hair faster. So, let’s see how it goes. I’ll keep you posted, either you want it or not. Mwahaha!

- I went to the movies with my grandma, something I used to do a lot before I got into Uni. Yes, 8 years without one of those quality time days with grannie (and 2 years without setting foot in a cinema theater). This was a big day! :D

- I read a lot of Games of Thrones. I even stopped watching so many tvshows and whatnot. Yum!

- Managed to get up early every day! o/

On the last week of April…

- I kept waking up early. +1 for me! W00t, w00t!

- Read more GoT.

- Tried to write to my penpals and failed (what started as a nice letter soon became a political rant).

- Kept up with the TVshows backlog from the rest of the month.

- Went to the movies again. This time with @agreste, to see Iron Man 3, something I had been waiting to see for a long time. Yay!

On the first weekend of May I visited Porto, a city I’ve grew to love

 I spent the day with the lovely Wapy; bought some comics (including the vol.4 of Morning Glories, yo! FINALLY!) and, before I left, I still got to spend a lil’ bit of time with @ricardjorg too (who noticed I haven’t been blogging lately, so if you want someone to blame for this wall of text go to him, not me! mwahaha).

It was an amazing day. The sun warmed us, we talked dirty geeky… Oh, and Ricardo lent me a cool book for me to learn HTML5 game programming. It’s going to be fun putting that to test! :D

On the first day I watched the return of Game of Thrones AAAAND, even more cool, got invited to collab in what I deem a really cool project. And it wasn’t an April’s Fools, you gaiz! :O

On the second day I get pinguino’s box full of candy and other goodies.

I wonder what will happen on the rest of the days of this awesome month. Rain may come but I’m so hyped right now not even thunder can bring me down! :,)

Last Friday

I met Sofia, one of the three people behind Clockwork Portugal (steampunk, anyone?) who showed me around, along with Nuno, a little bit more of Porto (I still can get lost easily in that city, though, so hold that victory music a bit more) that I didn’t know about.

We had a lovely lunch at the hipster mall and a great time at our favorite comic book store A.K.A. Mundo Fantasma (MF for friends :P), where Vasco showed his concern about me possibly becoming a fanatic of Morning Glories (just because I told him the main characters of that comic have a twitter account, pfft! - here’s the list, btw :D).

I wish there was a hidden cam or something in that place and that, in the end of a full year, someone edited the footage and made a documentary about it. It’s a very feel good place, all thanks to the amazing presence of Vasco and Marco. 

Afterwards I hangout with Sandro (talking, mostly, about Manga and Anime) while waiting for Joana. As if having these two in the same place and time wasn’t already an operated miracle, it appears that Sandro was missing a football (soccer, for the states’ citizens) match of his fav team. This made the conversation kind of weird at some point, for the game was on the television sets scattered around the mall we were having dinner. So you can get the picture: sometimes Sandro would spit out something football-related amidst a sentence about cinema, games, etc. It was like seeing a tumblr dashboard scroll in a conversation.

 Followed by some crazy running to get to the subway in time (as depicted in the GIF),

me and Joana went to her house where we continued chatting; I showed her my Kindle and got to play a bit on her Nintendo DS (no pun intended; come on, you guys! D: ). Losing at that rhythm game (whose name now eludes me) frustrated me so much I laughed almost uncontrollably for a really long time. This only happened to me once before that day, with the game from the movie Up.

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Last Saturday

I met my wapu-san for lunch near MF, where we went after she picked some new art supplies. You can read more about that, and get all jelly that you didn’t get to hangout with fab old me, at her blog post. :B

Afterwards, Shini joined us for a coffee, where he made *me* feel jelly (about his high-speed internet connection) and told us, among other things, about a cool show called king of the nerds.

This was me, tired of him teasing me about his really damn good internet speed:

 Around 4.30pm a whole lot of other tweeps were at MF, including feantur, another of the 3 famous tweeps behind Clockwork Portugal. All due to the inauguration of a new expo at the comic book store. 

About an hour later arrived Ricardo whom, I figure, was not feeling very much at home. This was his first time at a comic book store and he wasn’t grasping most of our ref’s. At some point, looking at him reminded me of this GIF:

On top of it all, by that time I was already in zombie mode (I only slept 2 hours the night before) so I could barely cope with the social interactions myself let alone give some proper introduction and attention to Ricardo, so he wouldn’t feel so lost. Sorry, dude. Next time I’ll try to pick a calmer and less sleepless day to blackmail you out (long story). ^^;

Boy, oh boy, did that expo gave us something to talk about. I’m still thinking about it. It was a series of panels about architecture and Portugal. A particular panel stroke our attention and defied our interpretation skills. We failed. We’re still to know what exactly did the author meant with the usage of a particular symbol (an anchor) in there. We were like this (try to imagine it also with a glass of Porto wine):

We had the man right next to us, but shyness, I guess, defeated us and we got out of there without knowing why did the crows have anchors. Nuno even tried to push me into asking the man. I mean literally push! I had to run away from him and everything. D:

The day ended with a chat over a coffee and a couple of damn good waffles with Shini - whom, by the way, lent me some more of his comics and gave me a Star Wars t-shirt - OMG, IT’S SO PURRRTY, THANK YOU! *.*

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This weekend’s awesomeness rate was 110%!

Let’s toast to it and hope for more, soon!

This is the first notebook I customized. Just couldn’t resist the jeans’ emulating fabric. :,)