Plus Account, Created on 31 August 2006 (#11036780), Last updated on 2 July 2012 [Gift]
about her motto;
Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed- interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit- crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?
about a girl;
Twenty-year-old girl who thinks she can change or save the world. From Brazil, and eager to live somewhere else to develop language skills, to meet people, to get to know new places and cultures and all this shit. Loves bands with fanbases full of faggotry and drama and glee and stupid faces. Secretly wants to be a bass player for a shitty band influenced by said bands (haha –n). Wished one day she could be Elektra, or The Rumor, or Sakura. Only not really. You can’t take her seriously, to be honest.
about little and unimportant things;
Coffee, vitamin C, chocolate, and pizza are higher priorities. Can’t live without computer and/or Zune. Checks last.fm/twitter/gmail way too much. Likes to get online usually late at night, because insomnia is a bitch. Talks about random and useless stuff all the time. Especially about bandom – and fandom. Maybe should get a life, but doesn’t really want at the moment.