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OVERDOSED STORIES, BLOG 3: Gimme the munny!

Some are born with a gift. Some apparently go to sleep and then wake up with a gift. That's what a woman believes in. It all began when her father died due to some kind of head problem. Everything got even worse when the family started fighting about the money the he had left. These people were my neighbors. There was discussion every day. A daughter was on her mother's side, another daughter wanted the money and another one stayed neutral. It was my family that had to listen to their screams. They went to court but I don't know how they shared the money or even if they did share it.

The daughter that wanted the money suddenly woke up with a gift: the gift to predict the future. Needless to say that she also got crazy and completely paranoid and started saying that her mother was a witch and that everything that was wrong in her life was his mother's fault because of some spell.

She imprisoned her children in the house for over a week because her mother apparently cast a spell against them.

She started predicting the future in exchange for money: that's what I heard. I also heard she was charging 400 dollars.

Two memorable sentences from her:

"I drink water but then I throw up wine!"

"I don't guess the lottery numbers because it would be unfair to other people."

I hope she doesn't cast any spell at me for writing this.

I want to break his face!

Let's start from the beginning: I woke up today, had my breakfast, went to my room, leave my room and find my mom bleeding from his knees and hands and crying. It turns out that was gonna buy some eggs when she got near a house were two "Rottweilers" lived (they're dogs if you're having trouble). Those dogs are famous in the village because they escaped three or four times from the house and one time they hurt one old man that got to be taken to the Hospital. The cops have been there two or three times but they did nothing cause the dogs are legalized and stuff. The dogs get away and the owner even insults people. He has poor conditions to have two such big dogs and thinks he's right. My mom was gonna buy some eggs when a woman starts shouting: "Beware of the dogs". The dogs had escaped again and when my mom saw them she started running and fell, hurting herself. She hid herself in a house before the dogs could see her. We called the police, the dog's owner daughter came to our place apologizing and saying she got careless. This is the fourth time and they can easily get out of the house when they are not in their cage. So they free them and get careless. You gotta be kidding me!!! Ignorant people! If you can't have them then don't have them!

Luckily my mom didn't get very hurt but if the dogs did see her, I can't imagine…. If he doesn't get any conditions soon I will break the guy's face and beat him up until he does. Everybody is afraid of walking in that street…

I'm playing FF XII for the third time.

I started watching Samurai X again. I watched it when I was a kid, almost 10 years ago.

On the 17th is my birthday.

I started school yesterday. I go, have one class and come back.

I downloaded all the Metallica albums.

My favorite 15 songs:

Ride the Lightning

Fade to black

Battery

Master of puppets

One

Nothing else matters

Through the never

Enter sandman

The Unforgiven

The Unforgiven II

Fuel

Some kind of monster

King Nothing

One leaf clover

The day that never comes

OVERDOSED STORIES, BLOG2: MY HERO! (if you think a bit you may understand this title)

Every village or city has… junkies. I may be wrong but the number of junkies is increasing a lot. It's better not to call them junkies: they are people that smoke stuff. Fortunately they don't go any further than smoking, I think but that's really none of my business. As I grew up I became to socialize more with them but I don't want to get too involved because people start gossips about situations that are not real. You hang out with them, you're one of them – that's the peoples thoughts. Anyway, they're people that I know, that I say "Hi" but they are not people that I want to get involved with because I'm not one of them. There are some of them that go further than weed or stone: that white stuff that I'm not going to mention the name of.

And of course there's a codename for everything: "Do you have wine? I want a bottle of it." Heroin has a different and funny name. "Hey, let's go to the summer night?" They call it "summer night". The weak ability to speak English of most of them and the stone transformed summer night into some other words: sammarta nite , sambara nighte, stanana night and ultimately "sammara nighte". This leads to a question: What the hell are they smoking?! Drugs do harm you kids so you better stay away from them!

According to a guy in my village, summer night in Portuguese means Saturday night…

There are days and days. Some days make you really happy and some make you really frustrated. Monday I was relaxed playing PES 2008 with a friend of mine until something frustrating happens. It was not exactly that moment that made me angry but was a succession of moments. Ever since we played that game there were in some moments were the player fails (it's a soccer game). Failing is human but do really people want to put failure in games? My friend makes a cross and my player scores a goal in my own goal. After failed attempts of putting the ball in my own goal, they finally made it!! I lost the match because of that. I was completely pissed off. I just wanted to smash the controller against the wall. This leads to a question: Trying to make the games more realistic is better or worse for the players? We all know that failure is a part of the human nature but do we want to buy a game for it to fail on us just to be more realistic? No matter what it's still a game; we should be having fun with them, not the otherwise.

As it wasn't enough I found out that the laziest, craziest person I know got a PSP!! She doesn't do anything everyday and she gets a PSP?! Me, a hardcore gamer that tries to help people and stays out of trouble doesn't get one. I'm one of the few persons in my village that would fully use a PSP and I'm the only one who doesn't get one.

Basically, and bad day…

P.S: I'm gonna start going to school again next week. I only have one class at Tuesday, one at Wednesday and one at Thursday.

THE OVERDOSED STORIES, BLOG 1: Introduction

What person in the world doesn't love a good story about villages or about people that live in villages? One of the reasons I prefer living in a small village is because of the people, not only because we can get along easier but also because it's a village. The smell of trees, the wind blowing up against the face, and of course there's much less pollution.

There are many interesting stories and people and I'll be talking about them every Monday in "The overdosed stories". Prepare to read about witches, hot summer nights and other amazing stories…

What are your thought about this idea?

Finished Valkyrie profile 2!!! It took me 1 hour to beat the final two bosses. I was expecting them to be much harder. The ending sucked, I was expecting much more from it. I guess I'll have to play Lenneth on the PSP to know how it continued. Also when I finished, if I start a new game, it gets harder. EVEN HARDER!! If I finish the game 5 times it gets 5 times harder. It's crazy.

A bit more of the story… (VP2 spoilers ahead, as always)

Falling. Evading. Finding. There was the ring, but it was not the only thing present there. After slaying the bird, she used it to bring him back to her side, where he truly belonged. It was time to stop him, to end him. After traversing the green plains they made it to the hall. Everything was golden, even the enemies…

Long corridors and tricky puzzles got ion their way, but the knowledge was enough and so they made it to the mirror, where she was expecting. She decided to help but there was someone who had the opposite idea…

First the master and now the servant, and for their surprise she was trickier and stronger. After a hard battle someone helped and so they all made it to the tower that was everything except a tower. The only thing common with one was the climbing…

I kept the avatar.

I borrowed Medal of Honor: Allied Assault from a friend, for the PC. It's a good game.

And now a bit more of the story…

(VP2 spoilers ahead)

The ultimate power. The power to be a God. The sense of completion soon faded away as the ruler of all showed. He would not let them get it, so they fought. Between running and hitting, hiding and seeking, they laid divine retribution upon him. But it was not meant to end that way…

A familiar face appeared. With his help, they defeated the long feared ruler of the Gods… Divine power, divine attacks and divine magic. Victory was achieved but there was more into it than they could've imagined. A friend died.

How dare you come, help me and them betray me? I shall hunt you down, familiar face. You will not become the new God, I will not let fulfill your plans. Meanwhile, she lost the ring that was the only way to bring his only faithful companion back to the world. With his voice in her head, she fell after it…