About me - bits
Also known as Gitx - international brazilian with a hint of European DNA. 25 years under the sun. Youngest of 4 siblings. Young. Constantly outside her comfort zone. Intelectually promiscuous. Visually tickled. Loves photography. Erotica. Half naiv, half realist. Feeds off music. Often misunderstood. Blunt. Always on the search. Restless. Wears her heart on her sleeves. Philosophical. Sometimes pretentious. Gemini. Lives for the moment but plans for the future. Observer. Ever-changing chameleon. Curious. Dislikes categories and stereotypes. Anti passive agressiveness. Liberal. Sentimental. Dreamer. Cautiously impulsive. Old-school. Slight ADD. Lover. Currently living la vie en bleu!


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Monday, June 15, 2009


Friendship, interrupted.


Is a friendship between a guy and a girl nearly unrealistic? It saddens me that certain people can't keep their feelings under control, and rather worsen the situation by spilling words they don't mean, only to damage more...to the point of no return. A friendship doesn't always survive, no matter how much one tries. Or maybe It wasn't a real friendship to begin with.
I am tired of these imature people I tend to encounter. There are just too many of those out there, who desperatey need to grow up. I am both sad and frustrated. I have worked so hard to make this work, and now I get a childish backfire. Imagine you are trying to reason with an adult, who acts like a 5 year old on a tantrum. So, after 7 months of a constant search of resolution, I give up.
What's up with all the drama, world?


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Friday, June 12, 2009


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Saturday, June 06, 2009

Happy birthday, me!!! First time away from home on my day..Feels a bit wrong, but on the other hand, im in the beautiful south of France. And tonight..........we will party.




Friday, June 05, 2009


Trago dentro do meu coração, como num
cofre que se não pode fechar de cheio, todos os lugares onde estive. Todos os portos em quais cheguei. Todas as paisagens que vi através de janelas ou vigias. Ou de tombadilhos, sonhando. E tudo isso, que é tanto, é pouco para o que eu quero.
Não sei se a vida é pouco ou demais para mim. Não sei se sinto de mais ou de menos. Não sei se me falta escrúpulo espiritual, ponto-de-apoio na inteligência. Cruzo os braços sobre a mesa e ponho
a cabeça sobre os braços...Que há de ser de mim? Que há
de ser de mim?






France
Partir! Nunca voltarei, nunca voltarei...porque nunca se volta. O lugar a que se volta é sempre outro. A gare a que se volta é outra. Já não está a mesma gente, nem a mesma luz, nem a mesma filosofia.

Partir! Meu Deus, partir! Tenho medo de partir!...




J'adore

I W Y ♪




Wednesday, June 03, 2009



"Margit and I don´t look like sisters...not right away. Not the way you can tell with Anna and Karin who have the same fat popsicle lips like everybody else in their family. But me and Margit, we are more alike than you would know. Our laughter for example. Not the shy ice cream bells´giggle of Anna and Karin´s family, but all of a sudden and surprised like a pile of dishes breaking. And other things I can´t explain. One day we were passing by a house that looked, in my mind, like the houses I had seen in Brazil. I don´t know why. There was something about the house that looked exactly like the houses I remember. I´m not even sure why I thought it, but it seemed to feel right. "Look at the house" - I said - "it looks like Brazil". Anna and Karin looked at me like I was crazy, but before they could let out a laugh, Margit says: "Yes, that´s Brazil all right...that´s what I was thinking exactly."

by Becca (my sister who I miss so much - te amo pra sempre...)




Sunday, May 24, 2009

Music matters




My dad is a great writer. Him and I share the same passion for music as well, so therefore I thought of posting an online article he got published on an online magazine. If only I could write half as articulate as him, I'd be happy as punch!

I find the article very stimulating and maybe you will as well.

Check it out at: http://www.mvdaily.com/articles/2009/05/musicians.htm

:)








If you happen to find my past please don't return it for it has no value or importance to me... but by all means if it can help you, or you can use it in any way.... KNOCK YOURSELF OUT!



Saturday, May 23, 2009