Goodbye, Reformulations!

So I didn't like the final result of my reformulations here. It looks so... bleargh. So I'm doing it all over again. Say goodbye to the overdose of brown here!
I know I haven't been posting a lot - where the fuck do you want me to start?!? I'm a busy bee...

1- TERMITES!! Yes. My mother's room and mine was caught by those motherfuckers. So, we just had to take all of our things out of the closet, put them into bags and sleep at the living room. Then, we had to sleep at my grandma's for two days while the guys put the poison to kill termites (I have NO IDEA how to say it correctly in English and I'm not in the mood for specific terms, thank ye) and we came back, with the house dirty and all those bloody bags with lots of things in it. And you still ask me why I didn't post...

2- University tests. I've made two of them: one I didn't pass, and the other... I'm still waiting the results. Yeah, it sucks.

3- I bought the Asylum book! YAAAAY! I'm anxious as fuck to get it, and only one person  besides me in the whole world will be able to touch it without gloves or security equipment.

4- My bitch aunt (yes, she's a bitch) will live far away from me! YAAAAAAY! VICTORY OF THE PYRATE!

5- Last weekend, my friends received their diplomas <3 I should receive mine too, but I didn't pay for the graduation parties, so I won't get the celebration they had. And funny thing was, when I was among them, I felt displaced. And when I was far from them, I felt in my place. Of course, some colleagues will be missed (they're close friends), but most of them won't. I won't miss the atmosphere of my school as well. Fuck it!

Basically, that's all that happened in my life in these few days. Shitty, I know. Now I'm heading to a goddamn work at photoshop to make this blog alive!

From the Asylum, pyrate corridor,

Larissa.

Hello, reformulations!!

Saw anything new in my blog? No? WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN??

So, there's a new background featuring Emilie Autumn, a fair warning and Georgia Lass, from the tv show "Dead Like Me" (which is great. You should watch it.) And I also changed the colors and put some new gadgets (now you can find me anywhere in the internet and you can see the subjects I've been talking the most). Does it actually matter? Not really, but I'm quite happy with the final result. The little things that make the human being happy...

Tomorrow there's a costume party at school and I'll go as a cuisine chef. Yep. I haven't thought of anything else. Ok, I thought I could dress up as a whore, but whores don't have a costume anymore. They look pretty normal nowadays. And also, I've thought going as a psychopat. But they also look pretty normal! So, a chef is fair enough. 

At the moment, I'm listening to Humanwine, a great punk cabaret band. Amazing how I love bands who sound like cabaret. I probably was born in the 1920s, this age amazes me as fuck. It was so... wonderful.

I'll go now to my therapy, which is called Photoshop. I'll do some manipulations, and if I'm in the mood, I'll post them later.

Ranting is good for my skin

I know I haven't been posting here for a while... School was killing me, but now I'm alive and back to my confortable cell...

Statement number 01:

I'm always whining about things in my country. But hey - there is some salvation in this world! Or perhaps I should say, "in this seas"? As the Maiden Pyrate myself, I should recommend you THIS: Through Waves ! Seriously, he gives me hope there someone still makes good music around here. Raine (the singer and songwriter) is very talented, and I'm sure he'll be the next big thing. Check it out now or you'll cry later. Don't look at me with this "YOU'RE-CRAZY" expression, you should listen to it. I MEAN IT. If you don't, I know where you sleep and i'll make you walk the plank and you'll be eaten by sharks. Oh, did I mention that I'm dramatic? Whatever. Listen to TW and you'll be amazed. I wouldn't recommend you anything bad, would I? So trust me. Or you'll face the consequences.

Statement number 02:

My school is over, lalalala! So I finished my essay about literature in Brazil and Portugal (158 pages, thank you) and I don't attend the classes since monday. Fuck them, I am tired of school. The same boring things... BYE, school, HELLO university! I want to advertise, I want to go abroad, I want to make movies! (Yeah, publicity is just a tool to get me into movies) I don't think I'll miss the environment that hurt me so much through all these years. Ok, I met nice people, I'll keep on seeing them. I need no classroom...

Statement number 03:

I'm addicted  into two songs: Cinema Italiano, part of the soundtrack of the upcoming musical directed by Rob Marshall, Nine. It'll be BADASS. DID YOU HEAR ME?!?!?!? BADASS!! And the other song is Bad Romance, by Lady GaGa. What can I say? She is BADASS!!!!! 

Statement number 04:

I miss True Blood. It used to cheer up my sundays. 

Statement number 05:

My letter to EA is so cute... She'll have some good laughs while reading it...

Now, a question: why did I put all these rants as statements? oO

From E13, Inmate A, hidding behind Davy Jones,

Larissa Rainey.

In Which: the Maiden Pyrate is Ashamed

Woman fighted so many years to get their freedom. We fighted to be able to have our own choices. And what are you DOING?!?! Selling yourselves like you were a fucking piece of meat? Behaving yourselves just to get the attention of the opposite sex? Preferring to dance like a fucking bitch and quitting school because you feel like EDUCATION WON'T BRING YOU ANYTHING???!!!??? What is going on, girls!

I feel so ashamed and pissed off when foreigners refer to my country as a country of naked woman and beautiful beaches. It's not that they are 100% wrong. Woman are BEHAVING like that. They just gave away their pride. Because it's much easier to sell your body than to sell your mind, your true talent, your ideas. Come on, brazilian woman. Show to yourselves that you're MUCH MORE THAN THAT! We are NOT useless bodies just waiting for a men to give them pleasure. We have feelings, we have ideas, we are talented, we are creative. We're more than that. I wonder what the old feminists would say if they saw today's woman. They'd feel ashamed... just like I do.

And do you know what is WORST? When the society asks you to act like that. I feel it perfectly: just because I have a brain and I think "a little bit more" than I'm allowed to, people throw me away. But the dumb and pretty girls are loved and adored.

You know what?

I'm not going to become one of YOU, sexist immoral monsters without a BRAIN inside their heads. I'm going to work my ass off to prove that HAVING BRAINS is not the end of the world- actually, having a working brain is the necessary tool to BUILD A BETTER WORLD.

Burning her bra right now in the Asylum,

Larissa.

Don't blame the girls and the wine

I didn't know what could I post here today. But then some dangerous information came into my filthy hands and my sarcasm needs something to rely on. Shall we play a game?

Have no clue? Forget about the guy in leather jacket, he is unimportant and I don't care about who he is. Ok, I'm a good soul, so I'm going to say...

He is Johnny Depp. YES, the ultra talented and sexy Johnny Depp, while working in 21 Jump Street. Oh, the maturity was kind with him...

Next game: who is the brunet girl with grey shirt?

It's Jennifer Aniston. But sincerely, she was not bad. I know girls in my classroom that are worst.

Now, the reason to my post...

WHO IS THE BLONDE GUY????!!!???!!

Yes. You know you can't belive it. Neither did I when I saw this gif.

YES. It is Alexander Skarsgard. In Zoolander. Eight years ago.

Thank God it is past...

Good night. I'll need time to swallow such... such... such... such...

With no words, from the Asylum FWVG, block B, cell E13, Inmate A,

Larissa.



PS: Speaking about blonde guys, this little cutie was Eminem. God, WHY ARE YOU GUYS DOING THIS WITH ME?

Kissing Your School's Ass And Admiring Alexander Skarsgard

Seriously. My school has many issues - and so must have yours. But something is to say that you're school "thinks about the future" and such stuff when you disagree with almost everything. I might be going too deep for just a few words about a course, however, I felt like selling my soul just to look good to the coordinator. I hate kissing people's ass, but what was I supposed to do
? Saying "NO BITCH I WON'T WRITE YOU ONE DAMN WORD"? I'm my polite... oh well I try
best to be. So I wrote, all of that words. How my school prepare us for the future and all that crap you must be figuring out. There are just some words, right? Well, funny thing I'm saying, considering that I mean all the words I regularly say.
The thing is: I must cooperate. I chose a profession in which I'll have to convince people to buy my products, convince them that my product is better than his. That's the world of advertising.
So I shall make an statement right now: in my personal life, I'll mean every word. All of them matter to me because most of the time they are all I have. But in my business life, I shall use them to beat the other. The world is all about that, right?
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Another statement of maximum importance: Alexander Skarsgård is LOVE!

He is Swedish actor and director (directors are sexy. Ok, not all of them, but the act of directing a whole movie for me it's very appealing. Shows intelligence.) and plays the ultra sexy Eric, in True Blood. If anyone of True Blood producers are hearing me (what I doubt endlessly), I suggest a spin-off, with Eric as main character. I need him! I want him! Because seriosly: who else deserves more a spin-off than Eric? Ok, ok, enough of my crazyness as a fan. But I'm not the only one. Lady Gaga, the pretty discrete singer, made a video with him! Not THAT kind of video you perv. ¬¬ It's the music video for the song "Paparazzi". And she said in an interview that he was a good kisser. She dresses up in frog clothing, but she ain't stupid.

Evidence of the crime:

Alexander Skarsgård as Eric Northman

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Lady frog Gaga

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Nothing else needs to be said...

With love, from the Asylum FWVG and from my dad's laptop,

Larissa.

In Which: Being a Model for One Day is Discussed

I'm everything a model can NOT be. I'm short, i'm a little bit overweighted, i'm ginger, i have freckles and i'm a little bit squint (probably after a long day...)
BUT life is a funny little bitch, so I'll be a model for one day. Specifically speaking, on thursday.
My hair dresser invited me because I'm the only ginger she knows, so I'll be the model for a woman specialized in fashion to speak about.... fashion! Don't know if I made my point, but there is the thing: I'll be standing there and she will say what matches or not with me. And lots of people - ok, ok, you won- not so lots of people will see me.
I decided to reopen this little blog because I felt like doing it. And I'll change its look. It's too... white for me.

And I shall update this post later. In half an hour, I'll know if I have the honor to be a university student or not. I hope this update is positive. Keep your fingers crossed.

With Love from the Asylum FWVG (where else I could be?) , Block B, Cell E13, Inmate A,

Larissa.

PS: YES! I PASSED!!!!!!!!!