A new trailer

... and more anxiety, now until next year...



Yes, the release was postponed,

An inspiration for anyone who wants to become a simultaneous translator

Wouldn't you like to be like her?

A bilingual joke

A man goes into a department store. He cannot speak English. He only speaks Spanish. The clerk says, "May I help you?" The man says, "Quiero un par de calcetines." (I want a pair of socks.) The clerk says, "I don't understand Spanish. Do you want some pants?" And he holds up a pair of pants. The man says, "No, pantalones no! Quiero calcetines." (No, not pants! I want socks.) The clerk then holds up a shirt and asks, "Do you want a shirt?" "No, camisa no." (No, not a shirt.) says the man, "Quiero calcetines." Patiently the clerk hold up a pair of shoes, "How about some shoes?" he asks. "No, zapatos no." (No, not shoes.) Finally the clerk holds up a pair of socks and the man says, "Eso si que es!" (That is it!) and the clerk says, "Why didn't you tell me you could spell?"

My Books

Finally, I've decided to make a list of my books, my Literary titles (not counting dictionaries, critics, linguistic books,etc), and I found out that, from Alencar to Wilde, I haven't arrived to 100 titles (I have exactly 99 books), I'm shocked!

So, I'm adding another resolution for this semester: I'm going to buy more books!

Anxiety until November 21st

Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince will hit the movies on November 21st, and I can hardly wait for that day to come! I'll be there, that's all I know!

A poem randomly chosen from a book chosen randomly

Sometimes, it just occurs to me to pick up randomly a book from the shelves, and today I did so.
I picked up Mario Quintana's poetry selection, which I received as a gift from a friend, it's been almost two years now.

So I decided to open it in any page, and faced this poem:

Alma errada

Há coisas que a minha alma, já mortificada não admite:
assistir novelas de TV
ouvir música Pop
um filme apenas de corridas de automóvel
uma corrida de automóvel num filme
um livro de páginas ligadas
porque, sendo bom, a gente abre sofregamente a dedo:
espátulas não há... e quem é que hoje faz questão de virgindades...
E quando minha alma estraçalhada a todo instante pelos telefones
fugir desesperada
me deixará aqui,
ouvindo o que todos ouvem, bebendo o que todos bebem,
comendo o que todos comem.
A estes, a falta de alma não incomoda. (Desconfio até
que minha pobre alma fora destinada ao habitante de outro mundo).
E ligarei o rádio a todo o volume,
gritarei como um possesso nas partidas de futebol,
seguirei, irresistivelmente, o desfilar das grandes paradas do Exército.
E apenas sentirei, uma vez que outra,
a vaga nostalgia de não sei que mundo perdido...

That's so like me, just add forro to the list, and it's done!

On Hyacinth

Since my third semester at UFC, I've been using the nick 'hyacinth', since I was told by Prof. Marcus Dodt, in a day he was replacing Manolisa (what a class!), that it'd be a correlative of my own name - even though this flower here in Brazil is called jacinto (I have no problems about genre!). And, not only I've grown acostumed to it, but it also reminds me every time the importance of that great Professor in my and many other's lives, but I'm not talking about this now, maybe in another oportunity.

So, what (else) is a hyacinth? I've made a research, and the result is that a hyacinth is...

1. 1. A bulbous Mediterranean plant (Hyacinthus orientalis) having narrow leaves and a terminal raceme of variously colored, usually fragrant flowers, with a funnel-shaped perianth. Also called jacinth.
   2. Any of several similar or related plants, such as the grape hyacinth.
2. Greek Mythology. A plant, perhaps the larkspur, gladiolus, or iris, that sprang from the blood of the slain Hyacinthus.
3. A deep purplish blue to vivid violet.
4. 1. A reddish or cinnamon-colored variety of transparent zircon, used as a gemstone.
   2. A blue precious stone, perhaps the sapphire, known in antiquity

(answers.com)

and much more.

I know my Christmas gift already!

The 'Tales of Beedle the Bard' is an addition to the Harry Potter. They reveal the versatility of the author, as she tackles the structure and varying tones of a classic fairy tale. There are five tales included in the book - 'The Tale of the Three Brothers', which is recounted in 'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'; plus four more - 'The Fountain of Fair Fortune', 'The Warlock’s Hairy Heart', 'The Wizard and the Hopping Pot', and 'Babbitty Rabbitty and her Cackling Stump'. Each tale has its own magical character and will bring laughter and the thrill of mortal peril. 'The Tales of Beedle the Bard', translated from the original runes by Hermione Granger, is introduced and illustrated by J. K. Rowling. Also included are notes on the stories by Professor Albus Dumbledore, which appear by generous permission of the Hogwarts Headmasters’ Archive. Containing clues that were to prove crucial to Harry Potter’s final mission to destroy Lord Voldemort’s Horcruxes.

All I want for Christmas...

2008.2 resolutions

Well, as New Year's resolutions never work for me, I decided to make them twice a year, in an attempt to keep to them.

So, in 2008.2, I...

... am going to truly put my soul to what I'm doing, mainly in relation to College (that's the most important of all, I want to break free!!!) ;
... am going to stop shopping as crazy (I need to quit my shop-a-holic's life!);
... am going to save money (that's the cause for the second resolution);
... am going to travel to Rio in December (that's one of the causes for the third resolution);
... am going to learn how to drive (I badly need to stop with that life of buses and taxis);
... am going to lose weight (with everyday's running, and everything else, I think I can make it);
... am going to party with my friends (with all the stress I'll have this semester, I WILL need it)

Seven resolutions, I love that number!

Have you got a lust for life?

Please, don't stop the music!

The good thing about going out, o'course besides being with your friends, is to listen to good music, and dance!

I have realized that just going out to drink and to get drunk is NOT for me, I want to dance, to have fun also! Because, if it's just for drinking, we (that's what I think) should be able to talk without shouting, noise just for granted is not for me!

I want to party!

On Hamlet

Not only on Hamlet, but about those who talk about subjects they don't know.
One thing that really makes me angry is people mentioning the "To be or not to be" soliloquy, and directly associating to the skull scene. All right, I know that somewhere in place and time, someone stated that, but it really bothers me.

Am I saying that everyone should read the play? No - although it'd be advisable. I'm only saying that people should not talk about things they don't know at least the minimum, because they are fated to say nonsense!

I know, I'm way too protective in relation to Hamlet, I admit it! But I can't help it!

Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow
of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath
borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how
abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rims at
it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know
not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your
gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment,
that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one
now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen?
Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let
her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must
come; make her laugh at that. (...)

• Hamlet, Act V, scene I
  

Lua adversa

Tenho fases, como a lua
Fases de andar escondida,
fases de vir para a rua...
Perdição da minha vida!
Perdição da vida minha!
Tenho fases de ser tua,
tenho outras de ser sozinha

Fases que vão e que vêm,
no secreto calendário
que um astrólogo arbitrário
inventou para meu uso.

E roda a melancolia
seu interminável fuso!
Não me encontro com ninguém
(tenho fases, como a lua...)
No dia de alguém ser meu
não é dia de eu ser sua...
E, quando chega esse dia,
o outro desapareceu...

It's incredible as Cecília talks to my soul...