If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
Emily Dickinson

Watching the news has become almost unbearable. A new catastrophe everyday. What is happening to the world? You end up feeling guilty for having a roof over your head when so many others don’t, for seating here watching movies when so many people lost all their family and all their possessions in just a few seconds. There’s so little one can do to help. I wish I could get on a plane and do something else than just dial a number to donate a ridiculous amount of money. I’m longing for the Summer, for a change of weather, but to be honest I’m afraid of what Summer might bring this year. In face of what so many people are going through right now, everything else just seems ridiculous and unimportant.

Still from 500 Days of Summer (2009)

I’ve just watched 5oo Days of Summer with Swedish subtitles.
I would have cried but how could I when the word “slut” was everywhere?
(You probably know this already but I didn’t. In Swedish, “slut” means “end”.)
It’s a sweet movie. Nice to watch a slightly more real love story for a change.
We’ve all had a lot of fun at Ikea, right?
I chose that image above because I like the idea of drawing a city on someone else’s arm.
Having that said, I will now go and master the art of not eating anymore chocolate cake.

Meninos e meninas, preciso de uma ajuda. Alguma das almas caridosas que por vezes pousa aqui seria capaz de traduzir um documento de 4 páginas de português para francês até segunda-feira? Caso, por milagre, haja mais do que uma pessoa, pode dividir-se o texto sem problema e assim é menos trabalho. Atenção que saber um bocadinho de francês não dá porque a tradução tem de ser mesmo bem feita mas o texto é simples. Deixem comentário ou enviem um e-mail (endereço ali na barra do lado) e eu explico tudo. Ficaria eternamente agradecida e a dever-vos uma. Mercis e croissants para todos.