Subscriptions

It's been ages since I was here last, in fact it's been a year since my last post. Wow. Anyway, I've decided to take blogging another chance. Let's see how long this one will last...

Today I will talk about my experiences with subcription magazines the ones you get those amazing deals and gifts when you sign them.
I'm so frustrated at the moment. I always love the idea of having magazines/newspapers delivered to your door plus that they cost much less if you subscribe them...
In the begining is fun and all but I started to realize out of 200 pages 180 is advertizing plus is full of overpriced stuff. I don't see myself being able to afford any of what is in those pages. It's never ending advertorials and ad campaign telling you to buy this or that...Gheez.
Well, maybe if I really put myself into saving mode for a couple of months, perharps I will be able to afford a Mulberry bag.
I've tried many times to get in touch with their customers services but they sure take their time on answering emails... but eventually they finally answered.
I've got my cancelation and surprisingly they will reimburse me for the money they took from my account just before I've cancel. So, in the end I guess I should have been more patient and understand that customers services people have a life too.

Joke

A man in a hot air balloon realised he was lost. He reduced altitude and spotted a woman below. He descended a bit more and shouted, “Excuse me, can you help me? I promised a friend I would meet him an hour ago, but I don’t know where I am.”

The woman below replied, “You are in a hot air balloon hovering approximately 30 feet above the ground. You are between 40 and 41 degrees north latitude and between 59 and 60 degrees west longitude.”

“You must be a chief editor,” said the balloonist.

“I am,” replied the woman. “How did you know?”

“Well,” answered the balloonist, “everything you told me is technically correct, but I have no idea what to make of your information, and the fact is I am still lost. Frankly, you’ve not been much help so far.”

The woman below responded, “You must be a writer.”

“I am,” replied the balloonist, “but how did you know?”

“Well,” said the woman, “you don’t know where you are or where you are going. You have risen to where you are, due to a large quantity of hot air. You made a promise which you have no idea how to keep, and you expect people beneath you to solve your problems. The fact is you are in exactly the same position you were in before we met, but now, somehow, it’s my fault.”

Happy times

Hi there,

Ok, a quick summary since I have not been an active blogger lately...

I've been in my home country, Brazil, since mid August. I'd to come in the last minute due to multiples visa rejections in London. Finally and thank God, I've got sorted it out here in Brazil and I don't need to worry when I'm back. They gave me 2 years settlement visa. Time enough to finish my studies and maybe do my post graduate course as well.

It's winter time over here, so temperatures are not as warm as you like to think it is...But surely warmer than London winter.

While over here I'm meeting with some old school friends - I haven't seen them in like... 10 years?? So yes, all its good. Family its great too. Oh! I love them and I think this time around will be even harder to leave.
I think getting old also includes having nostalgic moments more often. In the past few days, I want to spend more time with my family and loved ones. Maybe the idea of moving back to Curitiba for good is in the horizon... (just a thought!)

Also there are my lovely dogs. They are the cutest dog. You can't get cuter than this...


Monica

Maco

My time over here it's coming to an end and soon I have to be back in London and back to work, back to my student life. ahhhhh
Anyhoo, just want to write a quick note so you know what I've been up to.
Above are some friends of mine I love dearly.


Guta, Me and Camils

Desiree, Me and Guta

Me & Mariana

"Real friendship is a rare and precious gift, strong,
stable, yet fragile, and never to be taken for granted."

London is trying to tell me something...

Summer in London this year has reach the highest of temperatures. It's been the hottest in 10 years which is a good thing, don't get me wrong. But London is not used/prepared to have a such hot Summer.

For those poor people (including me) that MUST get the metro basically everyday of the week and have to deal with the hottest of temperatures underground is almost a sacrifice. Stinky beggars, people that haven't shower in the morning, expired deodorant, bad breath, sweat... urgh. The air down there its so dusty and warm that make us really think we are in a shelter from WW2.

Temperatures inside the tube can get really high and often people faint. Causing a number of delayed trains and tubes stuck between stations. One time a friend of mine got stuck like that for almost an hour!!!!! Thank you Jesus, THAT never happen to me, just listening to her made me feel claustrophobic.

Transport for London needs urgently do something about it. Can you imagine this city in the Summer of the Olympics in 2012? What a chaos that could turn into?!?

Now, I think London is trying to tell me something because it seems like everything I do to stay legally in this country is not really working...

I will go home earlier this year. I was only planning to go back for Christmas but that didn't go as planned. It's been 3 months now I'm trying to sort it out my situation (visa) from here, but the way things are going the best solution will be to go home and do it from there. At least it's safer. I will leave this country this time as if I'm a criminal. It's ridiculous.
But I will come back as a champion. Wait and see.

Facebook NOT Confidential

A lot of people out there use Facebook as a form of publicity either to promote themselves, to promote their company, fan pages or most common to keep updates with your mates from far away. Facebook is a tool for many people to COMMUNICATE! And let other people KNOW what is going on with your life.

So, in my opinion if you like things to be more private, simply just don't go and tell a whole network what you are abouts.

Don't publish anything that might get people interesting to know More of what you want to tell. And if someone do want to know be ready to answer questions or at least be polite and not an arse.

Anyway, that's my thought of it!!

Peace out!

Linda mensagem

Chat up by an older man

Hey folks, sorry for the laziness, it has been a while.
Don't worry, I've made plan and I do now have a couple of stories to tell. Hope you will enjoy them. Mostly is my day to day routine and situations I come across with, hope you find it funny and understandable.

I will begin by reporting the day I was chat up by an older man in the London underground. Argh! I felt so used.

It all started when I decided to go for that stupid casting in Hammersmith station it was for L'oreal. It's a long way to go if you are in Central London, also it was my last casting of the day. The weather was great, Sun was shining - I was happy.
People kept staring at me, maybe because I put more make up than usual, or was the black eyeliner I putted under my eyes?!? I have no idea.
So I'm on the Piccadilly line sitting and listening to my Ipod, enjoying my music (I do that on purpose sometimes, so to avoid this kind of situations) when he got up and sat next to me - I didn't even see it.
Once in a while I put my head up to check the station we are in and also to see how closed I'm from Hammersmith station. In one of these times, I see from the corner of my eye, this white haired man, bubbling something to me. Remember I'm with my Ipod on and I CAN'T hear him at all.
I put my earphones phones down and politely turn to him and said: "I'm sorry were you talking to me?" Ohhhhhh WHY? WHY? WHY? I should have kept my head down and pretend I didn't see him. He asked: "Oh do you know if I get down in Hammersmith station I will be closer to Hammersmith Road?" Ohhh common now! Are u kidding me? Again I politely answered: "I don't know! Maybe...?!" I see that he keeps staring at me and from that moment on I knew it, he was just trying to make a conversation. Aff. I'm so angry with myself now.
Next question: "Where are you from?" Are you serious? No way. Look at you old man, you are old enough to be my grandfather!!! Politely I answered: "I'm from Brazil!"
As he started talking about his life (observation: I didn't ask anything) I felt he had a bad breath as well. Great! That's all I asked for, having to deal with an old pervert man with a bad breath, just before I need to be in front of clients looking all happy and smiley. Yes!
Next step he gave me his card and said:"Anytime you want to go for a coffee just give me a call!" Gheez! Why on Earth would I go out for a coffee with you??? Tell meeeeee.
At this time we are almost reaching Hammersmith station and I thank God for that... As I get up, he start coming right next to me and we walk 'together' until we go our separate ways. Maaaannnnnn. During this time I told him I'm at university, so maybe he will realize how young I am??? Baff, I should have known better how to deal with these kind of maniacs!!!
I mean, I should have been 'short and sweet' and tell him straight away: "Look grandpa, I could be your granddaughter. Look at you! Just please stop acting like you are in your thirties, would you? I don't like to date old men and also I have a gorgeous and young boyfriend. Why don't you go and browse in some other department?"
I was completely stunned by his actions. Did I look like some golddigga perhaps? Oh maybe I looked like a stupid blond girl (note: I'm brunette) and he might have thought: "Oh this one, yes, she will come for a coffee with me." Did I look easy? Or maybe he was just so desperate for a conversation?? Oh I don't know!!! In the end he said: "Hopefully I see you again on my way back to the station." Are you kidding me?!? Lunatic!!
Anyway, if you are wondering what I did with his card. First, I searched on the web about him, then I threw away on the first trash bin I found it. If you are curious, he is the director of a research medical business.