Acho que a nossa geografia que nos dao na escola ta trocada...

Welcome to the Algarve
Located in the heart of Liverpool City Centre for over 16 years.


Encontrei isto enquanto deambulava pelas ruas de liverpool. Mas ao menos ja sei onde encontrar cafe decente, enquanto faco as vezes de embaixador...

http://www.algarverestaurant.co.uk/

I never said thank you

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4uSqbMGGFDI

Editors - The Racing Rats
Artist: Editors
Album: An End Has A Start
Year: 2007
Title: The Racing Rats

When the time comes
You're no longer here
Fall down to my knees
Begin my nightmare
Words spill from my drunken mouth
I just can't keep them all in
I keep up with the racing rats
And do my best to win

Slow down little one
You can't keep running away
You mustn't go outside yet
It's not your time to play
I push my hands up to the sky
Shade my eyes from the sun
As the dust settles around me
Suddenly nightime has begun

If a plane were to fall from the sky
How big a hole would it leave
In the surface of the earth

Let's pretend we never met
Let's pretend we're on our own
We live different lives
[The Racing Rats Lyrics on
http://www.lyricsmania.com/]
Until our covers blown

I push my hand up to the sky
Shade my eyes from the sun
As the dust settles around me
Suddenly nightime has begun

If a plane were to fall from the sky
How big a hole would it leave
In the surface of the earth
The surface of the earth

Come on now
You knew you were lost
But you carried on anyway
Oh come on now
You knew you had no time
But you let the day drift away

If a plane were to fall from the sky
How big a hole would it leave
If a plane were to fall from the sky
How big a hole would it make
In the surface of the earth
The surface of the earth

a letter to woody allen

Those were the days!....

Prai dos maiores nomes de videojogos de todos os tempos:
"Super Street Fighter 2: Special Champion Edition (24-bit)"

Pá, lembro-me do Pedro ter encomendado esta merda naquela loja na rua de santo antónio, das pessoas antipáticas, ao pé do salão de jogos (fdx, n me lembro do nome daquilo... e as duas lojas já fecharam!)

E lembro-me do dia em que ele recebeu o jogo: ficámos lá depois das aulas e fiquei pra jantar. Jogámos até às 21h e tal (buéeee taaarde, maaaaan!!!)

Saudades desses tempos. E saudades tuas, corno. Já deixavas aqui um comentário, nem que fosse isso!

this world is *blip*

como diria o luís: "dez anos".

questa merda meu??

Indivíduo apunhalado na Baixa de Faro

paneleiros, pá

casa de banho do Departamento de Engenharia Civil, no IST.