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Agora eq eu tou a ver..

ultimamente este blog tem servido para afogar as mágoas...

Roll the dice...!

Once, this was a dedicated song... Eight years ago...

And you
Can bring me to my knees
Yeah

All this time
That I could make you breathe
Yeah

All the times
That I felt insecure
Yeah

And I leave
A burning path of flame

I’m on the outside
I’m looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
Cause inside you’re ugly
You’re Ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you

All this time
That I felt like this won’t add
Once for you

And I taste
What I could never have
It’s from you

All those times
That I tried
My intentions
Full of pride
And I waist
More time than anyone

I’m on the outside
I’m looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
Cause inside you’re ugly
You’re ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you

All the times
That I’ve cried
All that’s wasted
It’s all inside

And I feel
All this pain
Stuffed it down
It’s back again

And I lie
Here in bed
All alone
I can’t mend

And I feel
Tomorrow will be okay
But I know

That I’m on the outside
I’m looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
Cause inside you’re ugly
You’re ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you

Aaron Lewis and Fred Durst Outside Live

Um Mês...

... que pareceu uma eternidade...!

Missing....

I step off the train I'm walkin' down your street again And pass your door But you don't live there anymoreIt's years since you've been there And now you've disappeared somewhere Like outer spaceYou've found some better placeAnd I miss you (Like the deserts miss the rain)And I miss youOh(Like the deserts miss the rain) Could you be dead? You always were two steps ahead Of ev'ryone We'd walk behind while you would runI look up at your house And I can almost hear you shout, down to me Where I always used to be And I miss you(Like the deserts miss the rain)And I miss you (Like the deserts miss the rain)Back on the train I ask why did I come again Can I confess? I've been hangin' 'round your old addressAnd the years have proved To offer nothin' since you movedYou're long goneBut I can't move onAnd I miss you Oh-oh (Like the deserts miss the rain)And I miss you, yeah(Like the deserts miss the rain) And I miss youI step off the train I'm walkin' down your street again Pass your door I guess you don't live there anymoreIt's years since you've been there And now you've disappeared somewhere Like outer spaceYou've found some better placeAnd I miss you(Like the deserts miss the rain)And I miss you, yeah(Like the deserts miss the rain)And I miss you, and I miss you(Like the deserts miss the rain)And I miss you, yeah(Like the deserts miss the rain)Deserts miss the rain(Like the deserts miss the rain) Like the deserts miss the rain(Like the deserts miss the rain)

Everything but the girl Missing

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do
I was made for you
You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what 
I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to

It's true...I was made for you!

Brandi Carlile The Story

Square Root of Three

"I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three

As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed."

David Feinberg

Perfeito.....

"Caros colegas,

Fomos hoje informados que o prazo para termino da Licenciatura, ou seja, até ao 4º ano, passou a ser até ao próximo ano lectivo 2008/2009.

Os alunos que conseguirem terminar todas as cadeiras até ao 4º ano de LTIV até ao final do próximo ano lectivo, ficará com a Licenciatura em Tecnologias de Informação Visual, podendo fazer de seguida o Mestrado em Tecnologias de Informação Visual. Quem não conseguir terminar as cadeiras, ingressará directamente no Mestrado em Tecnologias de Informação Visual, não ficando com a Licenciatura Pré-Bolonha."

E querem saber porque? Porque o Governo quer-se orgulhar de todos os cursos superiores passaram para Bolonha até 2009!

Obrigadinho óh.....