Semana corrida

CARACAA!!!
Semana nem começou e já quero que termine... Ontem eu faltei o trabalho p/ cuidar da minha filhotinha. Então hj foi equele estresse de trabalho acumulado eu q queria sair cedo, saí tarde e ainda dexei trabalho pendente :(

Mas tá tranquilo foi por uma boa causa, filho em 1º lugar neh?

Poxa, mesmo minha situação no trabalho tando "tranquila" queria arranjar outra coisa q me desse T de ficar fazendo hora extra... Sabe, aquela coisa de ficar pq gosta, mesmo com tantos problemas vc tá ali ganhando o seu e fazendo o q "gosta".

Eu perdi, esse T pelo trabalho. Não faço papai-mamãe pq não sou assim, mas preferia estar em outro lugar. Me cuidar mais, tratar o cabelo, unha... Estou ficando uma secretária um poko relaxada cmg.

Só engordei 20kg!!! Putz acordei semana passada, muito P da vida e marquei um endroc. essa quinta-feira vô mostrar os exames e quem sabe voltar a ter akele corpo ;)

Aí aos poucos, me cuidando qm sabe consigo alguma coisa... Pq qnd vc está bem com vc - as portas se abrem...


Abaixo a letra da música do Coldplay Viva la Vida q eu adoooooro ^^"

Viva La Vida

(Coldplay)

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sweep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of sand, pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)

Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh"

Bjos Maria