7.16.2010

Wed. July-14-2010. Habitat.

What is Habitat for Humanity International?
  • A nonprofit, ecumenical Christian housing ministry. 
  • We seek to eliminate poverty housing and homelessness from the world and to make decent shelter a matter of conscience and action. 
  • To accomplish these goals, we invite people of all backgrounds, races and religions to build houses together in partnership with families in need. 
  • Habitat for Humanity was founded in 1976 by Millard Fuller, along with his wife, Linda. 
  • Today, we have built over 350,000 houses around the world, providing more than 1.75 million people in 3,000 communities with safe, decent, affordable shelter. 
How does it work?
  • Through volunteer labor and donations of money and materials, Habitat builds and rehabilitates simple, decent houses alongside our homeowner (partner) families. 
  • Habitat is not a giveaway program. In addition to a down payment and monthly mortgage payments, homeowners invest hundreds of hours of their own labor (sweat equity) into building their Habitat house and the houses of others. 
  • Habitat houses are sold to partner families at no profit and financed with affordable loans. 
  • The homeowners’ monthly mortgage payments are used to build still more Habitat houses.



    Well, this is what we did.
    From 8h30am to 3h00pm.
    Under the hot hot hot hot sun.


    Not the best activity for someone with a hurt finger.


    Needless to say, at 3h05 I was at a walk in clinic.
    But it didn't have an X-ray machine so I was sent to another clinic.
    That had moved to a different address.
    But eventually my finger was looked at.
    And yeah, it is broken.
    And dislocated.
    Tomorrow morning I am going to Raleigh Hand Center.


    But I was still home before 5h00pm.
    In time to go to the gym with Kel.
    And watch 10 min of Avatar while biking.
    And stop at the grocery store on the way home.
    and get a surprise for a friend who came over but never saw the surprise.


    And have dinner and a beer and shower.
    And the sun is still out.
    My finger hurts.
    Typing hurts.
    Brushing my hair hurts.
    And the night goes on...

    Tue. 07.13.2010. Myself.

    Day to spend time with myself.
    By myself.
    Time to sit in the bathroom and paint my finger nails.
    And my toe nails.
    Moment to reflect on my life and thank the Gods.
    Talk to the Gods.
    Evening to look out the window and see the lightning in the sky.
    And wait for the rain to come.

    By myself.
    With myself.
    And the Gods.

    7.12.2010

    MONDAY. 07.12.10. ... ...


    all in all, I love my job.

    July 11. Sunday. Zzzzzzzz...

    sat. 07.10.10. Surfing...

    first surfing lesson!!! yaaaayyy!!...too tired to write... control c + control v:


    SUMMER IN WRIGHTSVILLE BEACH, NC

    Summer brings out the best in Wrightsville Beach NC, a breathtaking stretch of paradise along the North Carolina coast: clear Atlantic waters, soul-stirring sunrises, radiant sunsets along the Intracoastal Waterway. This happy beach village is the Wright place to enjoy sailing, kayaking and bird-watching to lounging by the waves and strolling peacefully along beautiful beaches.

    Experience Wrightsville Beach as it was when famous jazz musicians performed at the legendaryLumina Daze, stock up your beach condo every Monday morning with food from our local farmer’s market, test your skills at the Castles and Scoops Sand Sculpting Event or take part in the exciting action of the Reef/Sweetwater Pro-Am Surf Fest and Cape Fear Blue Marlin Tournament.

    It’s also a great place to stay, with lodging options – resort hotels, comfortable motels and vacation beach rentals – just steps from the water’s edge with beach access parking included that will put you in the center of the action. Or you can travel over the drawbridge and blend into Wilmington’s cosmopolitan scene.

    Best of all, Wrightsville Beach, NC, situated at the end of Interstate 40 and near an international airport, is the most accessible beach on the NC coast. Check out great specials and packages and book your beach vacation now.

    http://www.visitwrightsville.com/





    burn in effigy

    Term started by Mr. Thurmond in US history class but later used by Miguel in colloqial speech. Its said when something that is bad...or something that sux balls(specially music wise)is brought up and u wanna f... erase it/them from the face of the earth. If ur gonna use it...use it right! -The common way to say it is raising up ur arms while lookin straight up. This is also appied when saying pheeza
    did u hear the new song from that poseur lizzi maguirre? no dude..but im sure the whole thing is just garbage....burn in effigy b...!

    Friday. July 09. Partay!!!!

    7h30pm.


    9h30pm.

    9h38pm.

    11h00pm.


    2h58am.


    4h00am.

    .
    5h00am.

    7.08.2010

    July 8. Thu. Texting.

    When in Raleigh, text.
    Text if it is important.
    Text if it is stupid.
    Text if it is to say you love someone.
    But text more if it is funny.
    Text to start an argument.
    And text to end a fight.
    But text.
    Text and laugh and text again.
    Careful not to text the right message to the wrong person.
    Or the wrong message to the right person.
    Or even the wrong message to the wrong person.
    But text.
    Text when you wake up.
    Text after you brush your teeth.
    Text when driving to work.
    But watch out for the pedestrians.
    Text at work. A little less often.
    Text at lunch, after lunch and on the way to the gym.
    Don't text running. Or swimming.
    But text weight lifting.
    Text during dinner and over dessert.
    Text. text. text.
    Text and Facebook. Text and email.
    Texting and calling is not yet possible.
    Unless you have another phone.
    Text to say good night.
    Text to send a kiss.
    Text to send a hug.
    Text. and when you think you are done,
    Text.
    Text to make the other person smile.
    Text to make them cry.
    Text to make someone laugh.
    Text to get texted.

    But only in Raleigh.

    07-07-10 Wed. UNO


    "UNO is easy to learn but offers players plenty of twists and surprises – making it one of the most popular card games in the world. The goal in UNO is to play all of your cards first by matching cards with the same color or symbol as the top card in the discard pile. Use Draw, Reverse, Skip, and Wild command cards to improve your chances of winning. Just remember to call 'UNO!' when you're down to your last card." Source.


    Yeah, it sounds easy. But I found out that it can take hours and hours for someone to win.

    July 6. Tue. Trivia.

    Does this finger look broken to you?

    If yes, send a text message to +1 617 800 5221. If not, send a text message to the same number.

    Get ready! You can be our next winner!


    7.05.2010

    07.05.10. Monday. Holiday.

    Person #1 to #2: Hey, I am jumping in the shower and will come over in a few minutes.
    Person #2 to #1: Ok, I am going to take a shower as well.
    Person #3 to #2: What is there to do in Raleigh?
    Person #1 to #4: Want to take me shopping?
    #2 to #3: #1 is coming here and then we are going to have lunch in the city.
    #3 to #4: #1 is meeting up with #2 for lunch.
    #4 to #3: We are going shopping with #1.
    #1 to #4: I am going over to #2 and then we are going to have lunch somewhere.
    #4 to #1: Oh, ok, and picking us up on the way?
    #1 to #2: Hey bro, we are picking the broads up.
    #2: What? What are we going to do with them?

    This was the troubled beginning of what turned out to be a very nice day.

    #1 and #2 found a brewery that oversees the city.
    During lunch, #1-#4 discussed their future as TV stars and producers: Raleigh is the perfect setting for a reality show. #1-#4 already have vacation plans and itineraries to follow.

    After lunch, #1-#4 went to a studio to start working on the soundtrack of their new show, which has all it takes to become a huge success.

    Their minds flew in different directions as the music played in the background on the way to the airport. It was time for #3 to go.

    Back it up, girl.

    04 July. Sun. 4th

    irectly from Wikipedia: Independence Day, commonly known as the Fourth of July, is a federal holiday in the United States commemorating the adoption of the Declaration of Independence on July 4, 1776, declaring independence from the Kingdom of Great Britain. Independence Day is commonly associated with fireworks, parades, barbecues, carnivals, fairs, picnics, concerts, baseball games, family reunions, political speeches and ceremonies, and various other public and private events celebrating the history, government, and traditions of the United States. Independence Day is the national day of the United States.

    And to celebrate such an important date, nothing better than a group of friends gathered at 9h00am + a cool boat + a warm lake + a beautiful day + cold beer + a delicious cookout + 2 lovely kids + 2 cute dogs + some pretty excitingly risky fireworks + a ride back home full of text messages + a pool game... and a few other events in between.

    07.03. Sat. Filipa.

    Some people come into our lives with a role to play. Some reveal their importance early in our relationship. Others take several months or even years to fulfill their mission. Some have a long and arduous work to finish and when our destinies cross, it is the beginning of a long walk side by side. Filipa is one of the latter, one of whom is here to stay.


    The canceled flight on Friday delayed the arrival of this dear friend, who landed on southeastern ground early afternoon today. With a sweet smile and a lovely hand-wave, this sweet soul who came to brighten the weekend, was picked up at the airport.

    The first hours of the afternoon were devoted to updates and gossips by the pool. The following couple of hours were dedicated to long chats and a walk to the supermarket. A two hour power nap ended the afternoon and our lovely evening started with a delicious southern BBQ at The Pit... Funny, I am still amazed at the hospitality of the waiters in North Carolina...

    The final hours of the day were devoted to music, laughter, drinks and excellent company in a trendy nightclub in the city.

    7.02.2010

    July 2nd. Time. Friday.


    Brazil crash out to Netherlands in World Cup quarterfinals


    Do they really have to write it like this? In such huge fonts? Don't they know some people get sad? Don't they have a heart?

    To drown my sorrow and laugh a little, I had a lovely dinner with the other interns.

    To forget my tears and laugh more, I was invited to go to the lake with Kelli and the boys.

    To end the day, I think I might have broken a finger.

    070110. Thu. PHISH.


    SET ONE
    Llama (4:12)
    Roses Are Free (5:15)
    Kill Devil Falls (9:33)
    Time Loves a Hero (6:04)
    Alaska (9:23)
    Water in the Sky (3:28)
    Runaway Jim (7:46)
    The Moma Dance (7:58)
    The Divided Sky (16:09)
    Cavern (4:52)

    SET TWO
    Backwards Down the Number Line (8:51)
    Halley's Comet (5:57)
    Light (13:46)
    Fluffhead (14:59)
    Have Mercy (4:08)
    Light Up or Leave Me Alone (7:53)
    Free (7:00)
    Wading in the Velvet Sea (6:36)
    The Squirming Coil (7:50)
    Suzy Greenberg (7:09)

    ENCORE
    Boogie On Reggae Woman (10:19)



    Thank you Adam.
    Thank you Meghan.
    Thank you Billy Ray.

    Wed. June 30. Mosaic.

    I was feeling a little sad today.
    Lonely, a little depressed, perhaps a little homesick.
    Oddly, because I don't really have another home other than the one next to the lake.

    But things happen at the right time.
    And I keep forgetting that.

    I left my kick-boxing class half hour before it was over. Wasn't feeling it.

    And I grabbed my phone to hear a funny message from Kelli who had eaten a double chocolate cake or ice cream with triple chocolate sauce and little pieces of chocolate and chocolate topping. Bottom line, I had10 minutes to get ready. The night was just about to start.

    And it started at Mosaic, a pub/restaurant with a very interesting Moroccan decoration, where we had a delicious dinner, some nice wine and listened to good music.

    Then, it moved on to Ugly Monkey, a dive bar with not so good looking younger people and bizarre pieces of ornaments, where we had two horrible beers, tried to play pool and learned some dancing moves with our new friends.

    And it ended at the famous Lynwood Grill, our neighborhood bar that has $2 beers and some of the best food ever.

    June 29. Tuesday. Dinner.

    Vito is a funny Italian New Yorker who lives in Raleigh and came over for dinner.

    6.28.2010

    28/06. Monday. Work.

    Real Estate Financing Has Already Surpassed R$ 100 Billion
    Source
    Source
    According to data from the Brazilian Central Bank (BC), the amount of credit directed to housing finance in the country has surpassed R$ 100 billion and grew 3.5% in May alone and 51.1% in the past 12 months. The specialists have different opinion when analyzing this scenario: some believe in a bubble in the long run, others do not.
    Another ingredient to spice up the discussion is in regards to the banks. Real estate financing is the type of credit that has shown the fastest growth in every financial institution. One example is Bradesco bank, that grew 180% when comparing the first quarter of 2010 against 2009. The bank estimates that it will break the barrier of R$ 7 billion in December. In a competing bank Itau Unibanco, the real estate portfolio showed an increase of 41.7% when comparing the first quarter of both years. The institution projects to reach R$ 10 billion at the end of 2010.
    One reason for banks to open their coffers to finance real estate is the loan-to-value (LTV) ratio. The LTV measures the ratio of outstanding loan against the assessed value of the property financed. In most of the cases the ratio is around 60%. In 2005, Bradesco provided R$ 700 million in credit. In one month this year, it already put R$ 800 million in the market. Brazil is experiencing a unique moment in the history of mortgages. According to Claudio Borges, from Bradesco, the reasons are more flexible terms, lower interest rates and high employment and income.
    The guarantee of the bank in Brazil is called the deed of trust, a type of agreement between the lender and the bank, in which the ownership of the property is given to the bank in case of default. Prior to that, the default was around 10%, and today it is 1.5%. The risk is lower. Brazilian families are using real estate financing more and more to buy their homes. A few years ago, they would rather save most of the resources to buy a home. Now, the tendency is to fund around 60% in value.

    06.27 Sunday. Blargh.


    6.25.2010

    06-25-10. Friday. Wal Mart.

    Meeting canceled.
    Game canceled. Brazil 0 x Portugal 0.

    Long lunch. Delicious sesame tuna salad.

    Takeaways:
    - communicate well.
    - create a life story that makes sense.
    - things change.

    Didn't win the raffle.
    Long conference call. Lots of information.
    Ice cream cake. Coffee.
    Meeting canceled.
    PPT.
    Short bike, broken seat.
    Hot day.
    Issues at the gym.
    Tanning.
    Wal-Mart... Which was actually the highlight of my day. Strange - I hope there are no Hispanics reading this blog, but I must say that I saw more Mexicans in the store than in Playa del Carmen during spring break... And they would stop in the middle of the corridors for a long debate over what to do during the weekend. Or get into a serious argument with a boyfriend on the phone. And I never saw so many kids running around staring at me. And I promise I wasn't making funny faces. There was a couple that I still don't know their gender. And for some reason I was feeling inebriated in that environment and I ended up purchasing some strange items.
    I just reread this post. I am getting boring.
    Time to do my laundry.

    6.23.2010

    Wed-June-23-Fish

    Lunch and Learn activities are opportunities for the interns to learn about the company, get some words of wisdom from renowned professionals, interact with our fellow interns and do some thinking about future goals and career paths.

    Today was the first one, scheduled to take place at a sports bar.  Little had our guest known that we would have reached the bar in the last 4 minutes of the apprehensive game of US and Algeria. Indeed, a great lunch.


    The end of the night, nem mesmo na língua do Pê. Essa parte vai só para os amigos... Dicas abaixo. Mas garanto que não é nada do que vocês imaginarem... Beeeeeeem melhor. E muito mais engraçado.

    Tues/06/22/2010/PPT

    Long, long, long day at work.
    Many, many, many things to do.
    Lots, lots, lots to read.
    So much to learn.

    Suddenly, for some reason, having two summer jobs and writing a pair of blogs seem a little overwhelming.

    I think I am going to pick my classes for the fall. For some reason I love doing that.

    21.06.10 Monday... Monday...

    93.9 is the radio station I listen to...


    ...A random testimonial found on google:

    "WKSL or "Kiss" 93.9 is the local soft rock station. They play inoffensive adult contemporary with a focus on the eighties R&B stuff like Prince and Janet Jackson, with some concessions to modern music like Nelly Furtado , Britney Spears or Justin Timberlake.


    I'm often forced to listen to this station at work, and while it is owned by Clear Channel and therefore a thing of great evil, the occasional great song will sometimes come on and that can really justify the whole listening experience.


    All in all, not my favorite station, but there are certainly worse out there."

    I am not forced to listen to it.
    But I do enjoy its repertoire of 7 songs.
    And I can proudly say that I know all of the words and can sing along...

    Sunday - Jun/20 - Vuvuzela

    Ok, so the couch wasn't that comfy. And I am not used to eating so much meat anymore. And I probably shouldn't have had cachaça out of the bottle. And that shot of vodka at the W might have been unnecessary... but, back to our topic of the day: Vuvuzela.
    A little inconvenient sometimes. But at other times, all we need.


    Brazil x Ivory Coast: We lost Kaka. And half of Elano. Some lost their minds. Others their patience. We lost some faults. And lost respect. Some lost goals. But we didn't lose the match...

     

    ...the afternoon ended with a delightful skyline boat ride...


    ...and the weekend ended where it started.
    Thanks to a tornado.



    PS: I have a confession to make. I wrote a text message and decided to send it to someone and right after I pushed send I changed my mind so I had the great idea of removing the battery from my phone. If that ever crosses your mind, my friend, don't do that. The message went through, of course, and the address book on my Blackberry has mysteriously disappeared. At least now I won't send any unwanted messages. Nor will I talk to any of my friends. Unless someone can fix this for me?

    Jun19. Sat. Beach.

    I didn't know Chicago was such a huge city.
    Or that it had a lake.
    Nor that the lake looks like the ocean.

    I didn't know that in Chicago there was a beach.
    Or that it had sand.
    Nor that it gets crowded with hot guys (and girls) on Saturdays.



    But I did know that we were going to a barbecue in the afternoon.
    And that it was organized by Brazilians.
    So there would be plenty of meat and beer.

    But I had forgotten how nice Brazilians are.
    And that the party is only over when the last person leaves.
    So it might last long hours...

    And I had forgotten that these long hours are fun.
    So we eat and drink and laugh and cry.
    But leave with a smile and a hug.

    And I keep forgetting that drunk people have the best ideas.
    Such as making a wish at the Chicago River on the way home.
    Or a 1am dive in the hot tub.

    Fri-Jun-18-Tornado



    Lucija was one of the housemates in the House Of Ten. She is getting married tomorrow at 11h00am in Omaha, Nebraska, which, according to Wikipedia, is located in the Midwestern United States on the Missouri River, about 20 miles (30 km) north of the mouth of the Platte River. Vivi, Jordan, Matteo, Nick, Caroline, Lesley, Wolf, Adam and Jessamy are going to be there. I already have a beautiful summer dress and a lovely hat – the perfect outfit. I am leaving Raleigh at around 6pm, meeting Adam in Chicago at around 8pm and then flying to Omaha where Brendan and Matteo are going to be waiting for us at a bar! We have already made reservations at the hotel and I’ve just checked the weather, it couldn’t be better. Well, it could only be better, if there weren’t a tornado in Chicago.

    Because then I wouldn’t have to wait three hours at the airport without knowing whether or not the connecting flight was also going to be delayed. I wouldn’t have to wait an extra hour sitting on the plane while the woman in front of me told her life story on the phone and the guy to my left yelled out his most interesting life accomplishments. Because then I wouldn’t have to watch a movie about the origin of lighting and thunders and wouldn’t have to wonder if the ones I was seeing outside the plane window would by any chance strike the plane. No, I wouldn’t have to fly around the storm that was devastating Chicago and take a detour to, coincidently, Omaha, Nebraska, since the plane couldn’t land at the O’Hare International Airport. And no, I wouldn’t land in Chicago at 1h00 am on Saturday to find out that the next available flight to Omaha was on Tuesday.


    But if there were no tornado, then I wouldn’t have had the chance to see Adam tired and cranky, watching Dexter and talking about the Phish concert with a weird friend that he had just met at the airport. And I wouldn’t have had a chance to give him a hug and say goodbye as he closed his eyes and went into sleep mode in a not so comfortable bench at the airport where he decided to stay until 5am and try his luck at the standby list. And I wouldn’t have called Dunia, a friend of mine from Sao Paulo who is getting his MBA at HBS and had just landed in Chicago from a trip to Denver and is one of my guardian angels in this life. And I wouldn’t have found out that Pimenta and Roberta, two of the people I love the most in Sao Paulo but have been living in NY, would be landing in Chicago in the following morning. And if there hadn’t been a tornado, I wouldn’t have had a Stella at the windy patio of Dunia’s new apartment that overlooks the lake.

    And the weekend would have been a lot different.



    6.17.2010

    Quinta. 17/Junho. Port.

    Pasta.
    Sausage.
    Garlic bread.
    Chardonnay.
    Chocolate.
    Doritos.
    Love my house mate.

    Wednesday. 06/16. CrabTree.

    Victoria Secret.
    the Gap.
    Guess.
    Godiva.
    Ann Taylor.
    I love my job.