#recolection

But first, you have to know that I only know what I saw and that any speculation of another's emotions is possibly false.

I don't think I'll post it all at once. It's not finished anyway. And I need to go through and change people's names

A Maggy encontrou um banco outro dia no lixo. Com a ajuda de um bocado de tecido de 15€, alguma madeira que tinha espalhada e as habilidades de costura da minha mãe, demos-lhe uma vida nova.

The other day Maggy found a bench someone threw away, with the help of a 15€ piece of frabric, some wood I already had and my mom's sewing, we gave it a new life.

Já que estávamos com vontade de fazer mais umas quantas modificações...

A Margarida encontrou umas roldanas de barco fabulosas numa loja de artigos nauticos (perdo do Cais do Sodré). Estas eram perfeitas para o que tínhamos em mente. Comprei também uns casquilhos com interruptor incorporado.

Since we were already in the mood for some changes in the bedroom...

Maggy found some gorgeous pulleys in a boat items store. These were perfect for the lamps we had in mind.I also bought some bulb holders with incoporated switch :)

Tivemos finalmente tempo para acabar as laternas (ou lanternins como a Maggy lhes chama). Foram lixados, pintados e levaram dobradiças novas!

We just had our recollection today. We spent our whole day inside the gym singing religious songs and listening to the seminarians talk about prayer, God and sins. I actually enjoyed this recollection. First, because the speakers are good. Second, because I'd just experienced some kind of déja vu. And lastly, because I've got some pretty good view of that special someone. :">

Okay, back to the topic. We did some activities during the recollection. The seminarians asked us to listen to them and asked us to pray. Then, they asked us to draw a poster then discuss it, later, on stage. After that, they asked us to blind fold ourselves, listen to their story and let ourselves imagine that we are the main character in their story. That made most of the students cry. And as a take home activity, they asked us to write a letter for our parents. I'm not sure I'm going to do that final activity. :P

After that recollection, some of the students inside who had some feud ongoing with another student made up with each other.

To end this entry, I'm going to tell you this one thing...

That recollection opened up something in me that will surely help me in the near future.

And i laughed. Just a slight chuckle that i really couldn't help.

I didn't mean it to be cruel....actually, i didn't mean it all that much because at first i really didn't know what went through my head that was so funny. Then i just thought of it over for a bit and i looked back to how i felt after i broke up with you.

At first, it was a sense of dread and accomplishment at the same time. Something i had to do, but something that wasn't going to be easy when i started.

But after that i walked away feeling light. Like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Like i was free. Although, now i type that and feel like a jerk. I don't feel near as bad as i did the first time we broke up and really i don't feel a shred of regret but i cant help but feel a little bad when you hate me.

That aside, i do feel free. Not in a "You were my curse and i had to get you out of my life" free but i feel like im less held back. When it came to certain people, things were great and you weren't a burden. But when it came to my true friends, you were just keeping me away.

One thing i've understood with the very few relationships i've had is that love fits into your life. Your lover should fit with your friends. Not just get along but be one of them. This is the case especially in young love.

Me: You've never read The Hobbit.

Kyle: Yes I have. I read it last year.

Me: Then what's the dragon's name?

Kyle: (thinks for a moment) Clark. The Dragon's name is Clark.