I just read your last post "Thoughts." I do not know if what you read below will leave you a little more lively, but I need to tell you before anything else and have to thank you!

Well, let's start ... rs.

Browsing the internet in early May of this year, by chance I found your blog. I was doing a search on travel, because I was going to Paraty (RJ) and was looking for those basic things: accommodation, prices, tours, etc ...

It was when I read your blog. I swear, it was love at 1st sight. I was delighted; absorbed every word ... passionate. I traveled to several places that you want to know and above all I identified with his personality, I think it was the most important.

Her joy is contagious, his outbursts made me cry, even as my eyes filled with tears Run when I read that you met again. Being rediscovered his ....

... And this is exactly what I'm doing, trying to find me .... I was lost in some way, those who know us, nor will you see?!

... But look back qdo wonders: and now what I want, where I am, what I'm doing?!

Actually I already knew the answer long ago. I lacked the courage to take action. The strange thing is that I was never afraid, by contrast, always scared you all for being "more independent", "working more" "more dreamy" and "warrior more" .... I know, there are many "more "for one person only.

I always charge a lot. And few have allowed me, even I did not, I erred. I could never be good at anything. Always sought to be the best. Things perfectionist, you understand?! ... Lol.

But time was passing and passing ... and day to night (after almost one month to be following your blog), I snapped and said out loud to myself, NO MORE. I WILL STOP ALL. I WILL START NOW. NEVER WENT accommodate WHY IT NOW? FOR WHAT I'M SCARED? Fear of what? Of making mistakes and having to start? Always done that. WHAT IS HAPPENING WITH VC, Valeria?

I did. I did not renew the contracts with my clients (I'ma journalist and I work in the area of ​​press) and from this month started to prepare myself to be accepted into the Masters. I know you would give to combine work and studies at the same time ... but this time, I did not. Working since I was 13 - got a lot of knowledge in the category life, but I lost much in the question pre-teen. All because the "silly here," wanted to go pras ballads, buy clothes and brand shoes, teens these things ... well, I do not regret anything, but I think it ended up being a little too early.

I graduated in 2002, the same year, along with Ricardo (my noivo-marido/isso is another story, we've been together 13 years and a half .. haha), we bought an apartment (it is funded, we are paying, but it's ours. . lol) had my car, was not zero, but I bought my view Uninho ... finally. Independent woman!

In the end, qdo tale is very pleasant and nice to see my own achievements. However, now, you should be asking, but how you got lost, and where was it lost?!

I missed working too hard to pay off, changing jobs to gain knowledge (I worked in all areas of journalism), chasing new customers when I opened my own office and only after all this, I realized that was in 2009 and has bitch had a professional background, but my greatest treasure, had not won ... that's when I felt frustrated.

Since I graduated, I always wanted to continue studying because my goal was to teach at university but need (and want) to master's and doctorate .... But it was working so much that I could not. C @ angry working 72 hours straight without stopping. ... Do not ask me how .. lol.

.... I think you already know me a little, huh? Now, I'll get back to qdo said ENOUGH ... rs.

So, what Richard and I returned from Paraty, said that would not work for a while and he would have to sustain the house alone and everything else that was to come ...

.... He did not think twice. I knew where I was going with that conversation and to my luck, Ricardo supported me (in fact he supports me in everything from what I do makes me happy).

As you should know that Brazil is to do masters in Brazil (even in a private college as in my case), you must pass three tests, still have a professor from the university of choice (the one who enjoyed his thesis) and be approved the "banking" of the PhD in communication - communication because of my upbringing.

That is, you have to be a part of thesis writing, or at least researched, its literature during the interview should be rich on the theme, but because it is a private university you can not attend the lectures of prof. supervisor, which makes everything.

Details, registration and all steps are at the end of the year and I'm getting ready now .... All this because here the incentive pros studies are not the best and this whole process, too, need to win the scholarship of 100% , which will be decided by "banking" and also will give me the same as government incentive or not ... whew! ours is much to tell, huh? LOL.

But I'm enjoying my vacation deserved this, but has a side of me SCREAMING ...

.... 13 years since I know I do not depend on anyone. I do not know what to ask for money to someone, much less - in a good way - for men. I was not raised to be a housewife. I admire those with the courage, but I am a sad Run when it comes to "domestic service".

I talk about everything from politics to football, the world of fashion, the global crisis, Ivete Sangalo's pregnancy, yoga classes, the hormones that are driving me crazy, until the eighth novel ... well, but do not ask me How does a roast, or ask me to wash clothes, because they never made it in life ...

After 16 years of toil, is the 1st time I get home ... I confess that I was finding it boring and depressing. Even think of copying you .. haha. That's right I did. Literally copied his idea. Oh! I hope not to be upset, but ... also plagiarizes your layout.

I needed to vent, talk to someone, even if that someone does not answer me anything, I also feel I need to write ... that ... you know?!

But you were my inspiration ... it was like an angel! Full of ideas, dreams, a text enjoyable to read, clever phrases, nice balcony ... Women in the texts you gas q I was missing!

You have no idea how it transformed my way of life, rather, to see life ... now, blogging has become my favorite hobby.

... If all goes as a dream in the next two years there thinking thoughts of traveling, so I travel through my land, which in spite of everything, I amooo! I will show and portray São Paulo, under my point of view ....

Making clear my indignation. Now, besides studying muuiiittooo; have the personal commitment and transferable to record my life like an open diary, reserved for me and those who, by chance, please follow me. My life is not fiction, but I confess that I have a different look into the events that occur around me. A mix of journalist and novelist. The result is a blogger without much direction. Who conducts the tips of my fingers on the keyboard is my heart. Oh! Until rhymed .. lol.

You might think is an exaggeration, but through you, in her words I'm adapting myself what I set out to do and would give up for lack of incentives like ... of course, that you ta in Germany and are different in the extreme cases , but the feelings are similar, so I have found a half ... one that my thirst for life, happiness and financially dependent on my "boyfriend / husband" is temporary. Moreover he does not complain and do not let me miss anything ... I claim that God knows why, although the decision was mine alone ... ours is too complicated woman ....

... But retaking the subject Maira, thank you, because it was you that made me wake up from my reverie ...

And I confess, writing news stories is one thing, but talking about me ... Ours is quite another. I'm not the harbinger of modern feelings. In the blog, which is not yet complete, talk to me, for myself and for myself. I just hope, too, find an echo in one's life, as I did reading your blog. By chance? I dunno, I do not usually believe in coincidences and I think that luck, in a way, is to be prepared for the opportunity.

Writing gives courage, but it makes us extremante fragile beings, because we expose the soul. In modern times there is more shame in showing the soul than the body, already so evident. In my quilt I started weaving show more than my soul, expose scars. I am not afraid of them. They tell a story: mine. Looking me in the other, I am just myself.

I am a person in analysis. I seek knowledge both inside and out of me with the same hunger and greed. And we always have so much to learn!

So many people know much of the outside world (its greatness and its beauty, its curiosities, details and history) and do not realize that one must also know from the inside, to know what rules the world of emotions ... So it has so many people sad, frustrated, existential hell living without realizing that the first step is to the outside. I think I recognize myself. The inner reality is the master of fate as well. So you found your qdo BE I cried with emotion ... I'm looking for my.

I have many defects. I do not run them (not like them and suffer when they are appointed by me, for others, for life. Fact is a fact of reality). We all have faults and virtues, are fruit of the environment. We got feelings too and we have missing so many others needed. So the human being is complex.

I do not try to discover the theft and understand the struggles of my life and so work out what is most important to me: my being. By doing this work I love in me, by me and around me. I have no altruism to want to build a whole damn world better, because the world is too big to be hugged by my short little arms. And my task, when maximized, scare me. The challenge is to impose charges and not healthy goals like crazy. I live the dream today and tomorrow. Now is what I have on hand to work. Tomorrow? Maybe ...

I can not make the world a better place, I can make myself a worthwhile experience to be a productive and encouraging, I learn from my mistakes and fix my excesses. I can only get me.

In this search, I learned from YOU, that's right Owner Maira, that pain and pleasure are part of the same coin. All faces are different. Winning and losing. Giving and receiving. There is a balance within ourselves. And it must be well oiled to avoid the tricks and tip differently to one side. When this happens it is risky, a sign that we are charged up front for this calculation invalid.

Feelings are not math, but I believe much more in the science of love that the logic of circumstances. Developing the philosophy of a life that makes sense to me and seeks my evolution and happiness of those around me. But never forget that I am responsible with those captive and not by them. Each one should take care of you and I must give an account of the feelings that I donated and who shares with me day, hour, minute. Moments of them can be eternal, unmistakable and unforgettable.

I'm not made of moments, however. I am made of stories. And my build with the care of an engineer. To be more exact, I learned from an engineer who only know virtually, but so rich is to convey ideas and emotions.

I am faithful to what I feel, but not always what I feel is true to me. No one will ever be able to respond to our concerns. Not ourselves. We can not design expectations in another, but what is the logic of abstract thought urges us to do. Because things have a kind of logic to exist. But that love does not obey the logic of relations. He transforms and enlarges, he grows in emotional spaces that allow to be opened. And ennobles. The logic is restricting what has no limit, because we define the borders and put up barriers to the visible that is not understood fully when it is unlimited and intangible.

Love is insensitive to the palm, but quite tangible to the heart. Only requires boldness, courage and an amount of risk. This risk is already part of you, Maira. And that's what makes you be great and inspiring. Even coming into conflict with itself; you is the essence of love portrayed in words on his blog.

I end with a peaceful heart and a clear conscience to write you. It took courage to create, but realized it did not hurt at all but rather was gratifying. I want to remain part of your virtual world taking a sip of life and toasting to a better existence possible. I hope that you allow (even though that plagiarizing your layout) I would like to continue embarking on their frequent trips, transparent, open, beautiful and poetic ... totally! Write always, you have a wonderful gift!

Kisses from your new fan
Valeria