April 13, 2002

  • I'll be gone most part of the weekend.... leaving you with more (digital) pics from madeira







    Fifth day: hiking from Curral das Freiras to Eira do Serrado and Funchal: Museu de Electricidade

    sixth/last day: Museu de Arte Contemporanea and boattrip to Cabo Girao

  • weekend is here.....


    Normally i'd be trilled... well i'll live through my 3-6 ordea with my family and than the weekend starts for real and i still have a whole day to get over it

April 11, 2002

  • Pfffff called my grandparents... grandma was on the phone ... as usual...  she wanted to make me food saturday (i already get a stomach ache thinking about it) so i said that i was coming alone and yesss then it started...... she started sniffing and stuff...


    She asked if E. and I couldn't work it out? (this is an OK question) but after that she said stuff like 'good your mother doesn't have to live through this'  and 'oh you stay in the house' and 'oh maybe now you'll buy a car (maye i 'll buy a wreck just to get on her nerves) and ooh you stay there... well anyway... i decided that i'm through with her games... and i'm not keeping my mouth shut anymore... it's not my problem that she doesn't have a live that every thing is about keeping up appearances and money I'm not like that (I hope)... last time she said that if i ever have kids i should bring them to her and she'll raise them... well in her dreams... 


    she's probably on the phone with my dad right now coz his line is busy .....

  • i have to call my grandparents tonight and set a tme for meeting them saturday... also have to tell them about e and me... i fear the worst for her reaction as she recently stated 'don't you ever do such a thing to us' and i also ear that my reaction will be 'good then you don't see me anymore go to hell'

April 10, 2002

  • somehow maggy kinda feels like a dress that still fits but you can't wear anymore... like being 40 and still being able to wear the miniskirt you wore when you were 16 but it's not quite allright.... maybe it's time for something new.....

April 9, 2002

  • just told my dad about E. and I breaking up... he was pretty cool about it... he is nice... he cares about me and doesn't just think about himself....

April 8, 2002

April 7, 2002

  • Something Changed


    I wrote this song two hours before we met.
    I didn't know your name or what you looked like yet.
    Oh I could have stayed at home and gone to bed.
    I could have gone to see a film instead.
    You might have changed your mind and seen your friends.
    life could have been very different then but something changed.


    Do you believe that there's someone up above?
    Does he have a timetable directing acts of love?
    Why did I write this song on that day?
    Why did you touch my hand and softly say.
    Stop asking questions that don't matter anyway.
    Just give us a kiss to celebrate here today something changed.


    When we woke up that morning
    we had no way of knowing
    that in a matter of hours we'd change the way we were going.
    Where would I be now
    if we'd never met.
    Would I be singing this song to someone else instead I dunno but
    like you said something changed.


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