Dear Ellen

The previous post was wroted on May the 20th!

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Bad quality scary movie

Lately my life looks like a bad quality scary movie, never knowing from where I will be stabbed. Just thinking that I still have 11 days ahead, I feel like screaming.
How low can people be? I am really pissed of right now. This is just so typical Portuguese, whenever a low bastard has some power it uses it in all possible wrong and bad ways.

This isn't finished yet... not yet...

Oh Nadia....

Remember on the last days that each time I try to eat, taste.... smell one of the chocolates in the fridge you dont let me even get near by... remember??

Well.... guess what... yesterday, poor myself was home alone... and.. ooopss.....Toblerone chocolates.... oopppss....Nadia not here....

Oooppsss.. mmmmm.. mnhami.... tasty....

Ellens b-day

Ellen is getting into the 30s club...

30 years ago, on the 1sr of May, also know as the Worker Day, Ms. Ellen saw the world...which at the time was poor and meanless without me and Nadia, of course...

To celebrate this unique event a "small" gathering will take place in our flat... nothing special... some people will gather and discuss the Global Warming, the Economy, the new tumbs that have been discovered in upper egypt... maybe some drinks, maybe caipirinha, maybe mojitos, not so sure but it might have some sangria... nothing toooo festive or too wild, after all getting into the 30s require some carefull measures, meaning we are no longer on the 20s therefore the body might be getting older and not handle so well wild parties...

We will be all here to celebrate and to help Ellen getting in this new age :)

You are not alone, Frau Ellen.... in 6 years I ll be 30 as well!!! :)

:)

snif

Firstly, there was I, at home, planchekuh Nadia was planchekuing in the shower, Serene guapita was in her room and I didnt even have the Economist to read...

Called some people, no one answer the phone :(

Then the Economist came, Planchekuh stayed in her room and Serene Guapita was at the computer...

After a while me myself and I was at the computer, chatting with old friends, Ellen was with Ibrahim, Planchekuh Nadia still in her room and Serene Guapita working at the computer...

Ellen was at her room reading a french book that she couldnt understand, claiming that is boring, Planchekuh Nadia left and Serene Guapita was working at the computer...

Later on, me myself and I were dropping dead, dragged me, myself and I to the bed...

Yellish sandy windy day

Some could say that this is the beginning of the end, the first day of the end of the world, some others say that its a sand storm...

For me, that after a nice shower, after 15 minutes under the hair dryer and indulged myself with the most exquisite moisturizing creams.. for what???

for a superb face scrubbing and messy hair...  I dare to say that I am, indeed, afraid of going out, and just the idea of having to go in about 20 minutes kind of scares me the hell of..

Girls, if I am not home at 7:30pm, run a search :)

As a matter of fact...

Yes, I did like the movie!!!

Back from dahab... and nobody home

Well guess this is my destiny... both flatmates dashing off to lisabon, and leaving me here alone with our three-legged cat... thanks mates!

Well all i was able to do was to dash off myself too... and so i went to dahab... boy... what a lovely place to be... much nicer than portugal now (hihi) sun, beach, fish food...lovely

Girls - i hope you are enjoying your time...

I will be waiting here inside the appartment for you as i dont dare open the door with mr. three-leg outside.

Did you ask about Ayo? Our new favorite singer

Ayo  was born near Cologne on 14 September 1980, the product of a union between a Nigerian father who had come to Germany to study in the 1970s and a Romanian mother who grew up in a gypsy community.

And her rich cultural background stuck with her, leaving her partial to diversity and distrustful of purists and cliques.

Her rather unusual name can be translated as "joy" in Yoruba. 

To fully understand her music, we need to go back in time and take a look at her somewhat tumultuous life, which was marked by several moments of bad – and good – luck. Just a wee child, she left for Nigeria, a country that still inhabits her spirit and always will.

Her mother turned to drugs. A second bombshell. She was barely 6 years old and had to go live with her father, sister and two brothers. But she never lost contact with her mother, whom she describes as "a strong woman, despite all her shortcomings." It was during this period, in the mid 80s, when she took to playing the violin for a short time, before turning to the piano between the ages of 10 and 14. It wasn't long before she taught herself to play guitar. "I needed an instrument I could be at one with…It's more direct, more aggressive, and I mean that in a good way. But I've recently started composing songs for the piano again. I wrote "Neva Been," which is on the album."

She was trying to find her calling…and ended up in London, where part of her Nigerian family was living. She was 21 at the time.

That was how Ayo, an official resident of Germany, went to live between Paris and New York, two capitals that accurately sum up her musical identity.  In the States, she held several sessions that lasted a few months and produced her first album. And in Paris, where she periodically set up house near Les Halles, she felt "at home." It was there that, in less than two years, news of her talent started to spread among experienced amateurs.

Word got around fast, and she held initial solo concerts with her guitar, opened for Omar, the British "soul brother" and improvised alongside Cody Chesnutt, whom she jammed with on the stage of the Elysée-Montmartre. And she dreamed of doing the same with Stevie Wonder.

TShe cries, laughs and moves us with her simplicity. To accompany her, producer Jay Newland put together a group of musicians who are in tune with her goals. They are open-minded and, with a note on a B3 organ or a harmonica beat, with a stroke of slide guitar or a stream of percussion, they melodiously enter this unusual world, which is studded with a few words in Pidgin, the street language of Lagos, and unveils recollections of gypsy life. It's her way of paying tribute to her father, her "reference," and her mother, her "muse ." Two other influences helped her set the tone of this album, which very well could have been recorded some 35 years ago. Firstly, there's mentor Donny Hathaway, "a singer who goes beyond words to really make you understand what he's singing. He held such a powerful emotional force! Such a deep spirit that it still makes me cry…It was written over thirty years ago, but it still rings true." This is surely why she wants to hear nothing of new soul: " it doesn't mean anything...And anyway, I prefer music from the sixties and seventies." Her other reference is Jimmy Cliff. " It has to do with my dad's vinyls. Whenever I hear "The Harder They Come," I think about him and his life ." The Jamaican musician taught her the art of story-telling, the desire to share stories and spin tales without compromising her aesthetic demands...Because more than anything else, that's what Ayo speaks about with her music. She strives to naturally and sincerely share her stories and touch others, boosted solely by her life experience and her dreams. "Even if you've gone through the hardest time, it's important to remember how to enjoy life - don't lose track of what motivates you and keeps you going. You can survive on the outside and cry on the inside."

 

Another appointment!

Ellen,
On Sunday the 18th we will be guided through Lisbon and suburbs by a good friend of mine and his lovely 7 years old daughter

Count Down

In ten days the two most gorgeous, outstanding, amazing dazzling girls will be landing in one of the most beautiful European cities.

Me, myself and Ellen are going for some deserved vacations in my home town, I am so excited!! :D

So, Frau Ellen, on the 17th we have a welcome party at a friends house, we should take with us a drink and something to eat, its your chance to show those Portuguese how good is the German food :D.

I am still trying to arrange an agenda for us, with all the social activities, so, you can put your best mood cause you are going to interact with the deep Portuguese fun culture (and I am not talking about leaving you alone in my place, locked in a dark room listening to Portuguese music, although it might seem like a nice idea!)

Ellen, i trust that you have already bought the Lonely Planet for Portugal... because, I am have no idea where to take you... I mean it!!

I am really looking forward to it!!

Oohh BABYYYYYYYY

(oo) What you want
(oo) Baby, I got
(oo) What you need
(oo) Do you know I got it?
(oo) All I'm askin'
(oo) Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit)
Hey baby (just a little bit) when you get home
(just a little bit) mister (just a little bit)

I ain't gonna do you wrong while you're gone
Ain't gonna do you wrong (oo) 'cause I don't wanna (oo)
All I'm askin' (oo)
Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit)
Baby (just a little bit) when you get home (just a little bit)
Yeah (just a little bit)

I'm about to give you all of my money
And all I'm askin' in return, honey
Is to give me my profits
When you get home (just a, just a, just a, just a)
Yeah baby (just a, just a, just a, just a)
When you get home (just a little bit)
Yeah (just a little bit)

------ instrumental break ------

Ooo, your kisses (oo)
Sweeter than honey (oo)
And guess what? (oo)
So is my money (oo)
All I want you to do (oo) for me
Is give it to me when you get home (re, re, re ,re)
Yeah baby (re, re, re ,re)
Whip it to me (respect, just a little bit)
When you get home, now (just a little bit)

R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Find out what it means to me
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Take care, TCB

Oh (sock it to me, sock it to me,
sock it to me, sock it to me)
A little respect (sock it to me, sock it to me,
sock it to me, sock it to me)
Whoa, babe (just a little bit)
A little respect (just a little bit)
I get tired (just a little bit)
Keep on tryin' (just a little bit)
You're runnin' out of foolin' (just a little bit)
And I ain't lyin' (just a little bit)
(re, re, re, re) 'spect
When you come home (re, re, re ,re)
Or you might walk in (respect, just a little bit)
And find out I'm gone (just a little bit)
I got to have (just a little bit)
A little respect (just a little bit)


Nadia, plenchekuh, this one is for you!

Pronunciation issue

I have been mocked over and over again because of my unique and exclusive pronunciation.. Lately my two darling and lovely flat mates have been entertaining themselves with this small issue….
Its seems that I don’t pronunciation so well words as

Year
Hear
Here
Beach
Bitch
Peach
and so, and so and so...

Also I am not allowed to sing, they dare to say that I don’t know how to sing, and they even wonder if I really think if the music is like that or if I just sing it wrong by pleasure… really… I mean, before all this was nice, I used to have freshly made coffee every morning, dinner at night, with this homely conditions I could easily bare this mistreating, but now…. At this moment they are both singing “all by myself” and let me tell you, 'aint pretty to see….

Luckily for them I do like them very much…

Nadia needs pity...

... and my flatmates are ignoring it. Instead they are trying to figure out how MS projects works... good luck ;o)

Me, Nadia, am totally sick, and as my dear flatmates persuaded me - I am now on real medicine - no more mummy hocuspocus medicine made out of onions - i promise.

CARNEVAL

THIS IS MY CONTRIBUTION TO THE FUNNY SEASON ... and so that NADIA will not feel homesick!!!

So who will find the prettiest girl on this picture ... first prize is ... a Carneval song from Nadia!!!

Make Paula happy

How to make Paula happy:

1. add a post to her new blog

2. cook food for when she comes home and have dinner together

3. leave norbert (the hottest guy in our appartment - our heater) in the bathroom for her to have a nice and cozy shower

4. ensure that there is coffee in the morning

5. dont fry food - and please not too many carbs ;o) oh and please use skimmed milk

6. ohhhh and please - make sure she has access to her BLOG and MSN!!!

As you can see... by considering these points - you will have a very happy girl living with you and believe me - its a laugh...

Big mooo from mee to youuuuuu ya seacow

Dinner for 3 :D

I guess me and Nadia are ready to get married!!

It took us only 2 and an half hours to make a delicious chicken in the oven, baked potatoes, and mushrooms with courgettes au sauté and the little Brussels something boiled, which, was, actually quite tasty and healthy!!

I notice that Ellen was quite uncertain about our cooking skills, but that’s ok, Shadi approved!!

Nadia, they can start putting bids out on the market for us!!

Paula

dusty stairs and lamps out

For 3 days on a role that our stairs are in deep excavations, nearly resemble to the archeologic investigations at Valley of the Kings, looking for thumbs or any other piece of material from the pharaohs.... and, who knows, we can also dig out some thumb!!

Wearing fancy cloths or dress up for something is immediately out of the question, therefore whether we dress poorly and live with that, or we simply ruin our outfit going up and down the dusty slope.

Due to this construction environment, the laundry guy isn’t coming here anymore. For more than one week that we have our cloths all messy, terribly inopportune!!!

Test 1

Helloo

Its a kind of magic!

After one week without computer at home, with an increasing CENSURA from the office server, meaning NO MSN, or the cute programs from where we can access msn, without checking blogs (the ones that changed to Beta)…. I felt my mental sanity leaving me…

Actually, didn’t take more that 5 minutes for the IT solve the problem… he connected the charger to the plug, the plug to the computer, clicked the start button and…. as an act of pure magic, the computer started, breathing and doing computer noises… whatever….

I am completely befuddled!! Hip hip hurray!!

Such an excitement can only be compared with our last acquisition, Ellen has bough an Lighter for the oven!! Hip hip, hurrey!!!

The first (Hopefully, not the last)

Despite the French savoirfair of the name, I must admit, my French is rather fair, (and I am being positive)

So, this lovely girl is Portuguese, lives and Cairo and soon will be moving somewhere else.

Check out my “adventures” not daily but almost!