Retrospectiva dos Biólogos
Esse ano eu:
( ) Virei uma noite estudando.
(x) Escrevi um artigo.
(x) Escrevi relatórios.
(x) Aprendi muito.
( ) Não aprendi nada.
( ) Fiquei no vadião até o final.
( ) Briguei com com o professor/orientador.
( ) Presenteei o professor/orientador.
( ) Bebi com o professor/orientador.
(x) Fui pra campo.
(x) Quebrei algo no laboratório.
( ) Roubei algo do laboratório.
(x) Comi no laboratório.
(x) Pipetei com a boca.
( ) Tirei 10.
( ) Levei bomba.
(x) Atrasei livros na biblioteca.
(x) Emprestei livros e não li nenhum.
( ) Deixei de lanchar pra bater xerox.
(x) Bati xerox e não li.
( ) Perdi aula pra jogar bola.
( ) Perdi aula pra ir pro vadião.
( ) Perdi aula pra ficar no estágio.
( ) Fui pra aula bêbado.
( ) Me atrasei por causa do RU.
(x) Participei de palestras/simpósios/congressos/cursos.
(x) Fiz um trabalho incrível.
(x) Deixei pra fazer trabalho um dia antes.
( ) Fiquei no Facebook durante a aula.
(x) Usei a Wikipédia.
(x) Posso dizer que tudo valeu muito a pena.

watch you mouth. hold your tongue boy. because you're running out of breath, running out of time. keep on talking, just keep on rambling. you've got your mouth full. listen here's the pleasant part: you and I, we fell apart. why can't you make up your mind ? shut your mouth, burn your bridges. throw your words like an attack and stab me in the... wait a second, wait a second. what's that I just heard ? never mind it's obviously worthless. now you're standing on your soapbox, yelling from the rooftops. everything you say is a lie. listen, here's the clever one: who speaks before his thoughts are done. watch your mouth. hold your tongue. somethings are better left unsaid. now I hope you're pleased, you let your pride stand tall, it danced within your words right before you fall. why don't you say that to my face ? I've had ripped down (torn down) so many things. wvery thing you, every time you, every word you say... if I told you this was killing me, would you stop

ESTE ANO :
- Fez um novo amigo: sim, três grandes amigos na faculdade.
- Apaixonou-se: mais do que já estava haha
- Riu até chorar: yep
- Conheceu alguém que te mudou: sim, muitos bons exemplos pra seguir.
- Descobriu quem eram seus verdadeiros amigos: é bom perceber que a amizade não acaba pela falta de tempo, outros compromissos e essas coisas clichês.
- Descobriu alguém que falava mal de você: como se eu me importasse...
- Beijou alguém da sua lista de amigos do Facebook: todos os dias hahah meu namorado lindo
- Quantos pessoas da sua lista de amigos você conhece na vida real: quase todos
- Quantos filhos você quer ter: um ou dois
- Tem algum animal de estimação: se cada inseto que eu peguei esse semestre contar, tenho muitos no isopor e nos potes com alcoól hahhah
- A que horas acordaste hoje: 9:21
- O que estava fazendo á meia-noite da noite passada: lendo fanfics. pra variar
- Qual foi a ultima vez que viu sua mãe: uns 20 minutos atrás
- O que esta ouvindo agora: para-para-paradise
- Conhece alguém que tem nome estranho: simmmmmmmm
- Quem esta te irritando neste exato momento: botânica
- Web page mais visitada: facebook e fanfiction.net
- Apelido: djé e jé
- Idade: 19

Me.

Music, biology, stars, smiles, movies, being close, tea, books, clouds, public displays of affection, pictures, English, parks, moon, London, rain, bubble gum, rock, lolinhos, sunset, thriller, cream cheese, dreams, colors, vampires, humor, Whitlock, frogs, letters, games, coats, purple, Sudoku, queen, baloons, fairy tales, cutouts, intelligence, nights, mirrors, strawberry, fun, green, strippers, shine, cars, sentences, faces-and-mouths, time, peanut butter, soulmates never die, trips, trios, hugs, protection, melody, 4-8-15-16-23-42, boxes, Salvatore bad brother, choices, reasons, changes, spring, snow, brigadeiro, ice cream, sky, Coben, every minute, riddle, memories, concerts, sheeps, bad dolls, screaming, discs, windows, magazines, smells, rabbits, inside, buttons, fiction, all star, history, nicknames, draws, loneliness, Rob Wilkins, endings.

I'm the son of rage and love, the Jesus of suburbia, from the bible of "none of the above". on a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin. no one ever died for my sins in hell, as far as I can tell. at least the ones I got away with. and there's nothing wrong with me, this is how I'm supposed to be. in a land of make believe who don't believe in me. to fall in love and fall in debt to alcohol and cigaretts and Mary Jane to keep me insane, doing someone else's cocain. at the center of the eart in the parking lot. the motto was just a lie. it says "home is where your heart is" but what a shame cause everyone's heart doesn't beat the same. it's beating out of time. city of the dead. at the end of another lost highway. signs misleading to nowhere. city of the damned. lost children with dirty faces today. no one really seems to care. I read the graffiti in the bathroom stall, like the holy scriptures in a shopping mall. and so it seemed to confess. it didn't say much bit it only confirmed that the center of the eath is the end of the world and I could really care less. I don't care if you don't care. everyone is so full of shit. born and raised by hypocrites. hearts recycled but never saved. from the cradle to the grave. we are the kids of war and peace. from Anaheim to the Middle East. we are the stories and disciples of the Jesus of suburbia. land of make believe and it don't believe in me. and I don't belive. dearly beloved are you listening ? I can't remember a word that you were saying. are we demented or am I desturbed ? the space that's in between insace and insecure. oh therapy, can you please fill the void ? am I retarded or am I just overjoyed ? nobody's perfect and I stand accused for lack of a better word and that's my best excuse. to live and not to breathe is to die in tragedy. to run away to find what you believe. and I leave behind this hurricane of fucking lies. I lost my faith to this, this town that don't exist. so I run away to the light of masochist. and I leave behing this hurricane of fucking lies. and I walked this line a million and one fucking times. but not this time. I don't feel any shame, I wont apologize when there ain't nowhere you can go. running away from pain when you've been victimized. tales from another broken home. you're leaving home.