24 de fevereiro de 2010

Ben

Resolvi partilhar esta música porque adoro-a, simplesmente. Transmite, através das notas de um piano, uma mensagem imbuída de profundidade. A original é do Michael Jackson, mas, ainda antes de saber isso, já tinha ouvido a versão da cantora Stephanie (de nacionalidade japonesa, mas nascida na América), a qual, confesso, prefiro.

Podem ouvi-la aqui. Segue-se a letra:


Ben

Ben, the two of us need look no more
We both found what we were looking for
With a friend to call my own
I'll never be alone
And you, my friend, will see
You've got a friend in me

Ben, you're always running here and there
You feel you're not wanted anywhere
If you ever look behind
And don't like what you find
There's one thing you should know
You've got a place to go

I used to say "I" and "me"
Now it's "us", now it's "we"
I used to say "I" and "me", "I" and "me"
Now it's "we"

Ben, most people would turn you away
I don't listen to a word they say
They don't see you as I do
I wish they would try to
I'm sure they'd think again
If they had a friend like Ben
Like Ben
Like Ben





=')!!!

11 de fevereiro de 2010

Bolo na Caneca

Meus Deus! Nunca pensei que houvesse uma forma tão rápida e tão simples para se fazer um bolo! Só a minha mana para trazer uma coisa destas para casa. xD

Aqui está a receita:





Nós experimentámos num pirex (é o que dá ter uma família grande ^^') e, apesar de se ter desfeito um pouco quando o desenformámos, ficou com um aspecto delicioso. :)




Aqui parece mousse. :O





Aha! É isso! É uma receita mágica para fazer muffins! =')!!!!!!!!!

Yummy!!! É tão bom!!! Fiquei fã!!!

Experimentem! Vale a pena! ;)

8 de fevereiro de 2010

A arte da escrita

"But I have a theory of my own about what this art of the novel is, and how it came into being. To begin with, it does not simply consist in the author's telling a story about the adventures of some other person. On the contrary, it happens because the storyteller's own experience of men and things, whether for good or ill - not only what he has passed through himself, but even events which he has only witnessed or been told of - has moved him to an emotion so passionate that he can no longer keep it shut up in his heart. Again and again, something in his own life or that around him will seem to the writer so important that he cannot bear to let it pass into oblivion."


Murasaki Shikibu, escritora





Um dia vou escrever um livro.

3 de fevereiro de 2010

To his poem, she replied

To seek acquaintance,
Or not to seek acquaintance -
Why do we make such vain distinctions?
Love alone
Should be our guide.

Later, he got to know who she was.


Ise Monogatari, Episódio XCIX