Born Vanessa. Goes by Nessa, Nessie or Nice. The first time a friend of mine called me (or should we say screamed?) Nice in the middle of the school I couldn't help but wonder who in the world would keep shouting the name of a french city. Turns out, he was calling me. I got stuck with it since then. I'm named after the british actress, Vanessa Redgrave which proves my theory of being film-related since the day entered this universe. Eighteen years of bursting out laughing in the dead silence for apparently no reason. Portuguese and brunette. I adore the word catharsis.

&: Mood-swinger. Film addict. Bookworm. Writer. Swimmer. Obsessive. Cold. Slightly bitchy. Hugs lover. Perv.
♥: Post-its. Films. Quotes. Music. Books. Virginia Woolf. Autumn. Cloudy weather. Rain. French fries. Crepes. Chocolate. Coffee. Swim. Train trips. Paris. French. English. Money (duh?).
&: I have a *big* crush on Mark Harmon, who happens to be forty years older than me. I also have my holy trinity and the three women who make part of it can be called as role models for this annoying life. Lena Olin, Mary McDonnell and Meryl Streep.

★ I am exhausted. So exhausted that the only thing I feel is pain on my legs and heaviness on my eyes. Spent the entire day in Lisbon, downtown with X. I offered to go with her in the morning to get the papers to enter college, then had lunch and walked down the streets, looking at the shop windows trying to find pretty clothes and, from time to time, entering the stores. It was super fun and even though I didn’t buy clothes, I’m certain that I will be back to get a dress I fell in love with. Whilst getting back, we decided to pay a visit to Starbucks and drank a frapuccino. And ohmyjethro, that fucker tasted so good. ♥

★ I love train trips. No matter what people say, I love them.

★ Bought Immortal in Death. I fought hard not to buy it, but I had the money and it was there looking oh so lonely that I couldn’t help but turn back and get it. Now, I have the first four books of the “In Death” series and if I am not mistaken, the only ones available in Portugal.

★ Almost bought The X-Files season 1. Almost.

★ I haven’t been able to finish Glory in Death yet. The bookwhore has calmed down a little, since people told me to, actually, read the book instead of devouring it. These people are funny. I don’t devour books; I read them in two nights. What’s so wrong about it? Yes, when they are all read I need to buy more and that means spending money, but oh my goodness gracious, I cannot help myself when there are crime scenes still to be processed and a murderer still to be caught! I can close the book for a while; however, in the next minute I open the damn thing and start reading again. I’m addicted, trufax.

★ I am so tired. My legs are really aching. ):

★ Tomorrow I’m going to school and arrange everything to start my Math and Physics & Chemistry’s classes in September. I don’t want to have the same Math’s teacher, really. I’m praying for that, because if that happens, I will quit in a blink of an eye, as in immediately.

★ Watched The Golden Compass again. How was I able to forget that the movie sucked so badly? I was still hoping for a different endind; the right one like the book; the “you and I could take the universe to pieces and put it together again, Marisa.” line, but that never comes, ever! And it’s really heartbreaking, for the books are such an amazing piece of work and the movie cannot even be described as such. Also watched The Other Boleyn Girl. For this one I had no expectations, I just sat throughout the whole movie and appreciated what it gave me. I don’t like Scarlett Johansson at all and I tolerated Natalie Portman. As for Kristin Scott Thomas, I love her. Eric Bana wasn’t so bad. :’) Not a perfect movie, but it entertained me and I haven’t read the book, so I cannot tell the differences. The script had some flaws, also. Do you mind telling us what the hell happened to Maria's husband? Supposedly he died (on the book) but the movie doesn't tell us that. It tells us nothing. And the pace was too rushed on Ana’s part with the King. Suddenly she marries, then she is already pregnant and before you can even breathe her head is not attached to her body anymore. Slow down, will you? The first part of the movie was amazingly paced, really.

★ My iPod is messing up with a lot of the songs’ names. It says Beauty and The Beast when I was actually listening to Celine Dion’s Think Twice. What’s with the incompetence, bb? You are named after Miranda Priestly. You cannot be incompetent. Oh Mira would be so disappointed with that. Talking about ‘Randa, would it be so bad to watch The Devil Wears Prada, right now? It’s 11.23pm, I am fucking tired but watching Meryl Streep in that character is such a temptation. I WANT TO BECOME THE MIRANDA PRIESTLY OF A CINEMA MAGAZINE! THAT’S ALL.

That’s really all.

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Listening: The Temple of Five » Bear McCreary