rebel against the box

pra voce, eu vou escriver no portugues. entendi? acho que nao. mas nenhum problema. rs rs.

pra meus amigos de brasil...esta blog e pra voces....so no portugues. eu to com saudades de brasil. muito!

hoje, nao trabalho...muito bom. entao, eu vou estudar portugues, pq eu preciso muito. rs rs.

i've gone and done it...i'm a sponser parent!

meet Jeferson De J. he's six, he's from brasil, he's beautiful, and he's got a smashing red tshirt. thats pretty much all i know about him so far...and he's hasnt a clue who i am yet...but, not a problem....

http://www2.worldvision.ca/sponsorship/show/ff8080810d285028010d4d446276001a/en

yeah...its an old school cut and paste job. sorry guys, i just cant remeber how to do the whole link thing. lame i know.

between that and spelling mistakes im surprised anyone reads this thing.

so today went well...worked my arse off. we did 6 condos in 3.5 hours...thats really fast. got back to the lodge half an hour before my shift was over...afterwards my boss pulled me aside and said that a new quality control position was opening up and she thought i'd be stellar at it. she knows my plans are all up in the air...but to keep it in mind. i forgot to ask if the added responsibility meant added wage as well...

not really my ideal job or anything, but was nice to be asked. we'll see. need to make some big decisions this next week anyway so why not add another option onto the pile becuase im so great with more options as we all know. sinse the sarcasim.

then on the way home this woman started waving her arms and running owards me in a frantic manner...i thought to myself either she's coming to congratulate me on my recent job offer or shes got a serius problem. i took my headphones off and discovered her father had fallen off his bike and was in totally unresponsive shock...think he had soon too many whistler boys doing tricks and was feeling a little too daring for his age and ability. she wanted me to ring the paramedics so i obliged...at first i didnt think it was necessaary but thats not my call ...he wasnt my father and i was the one overly panicking about a scratch. so i rang them and then waited with her tno flag down the help when it arrived. i went into relaxed paramedic mode which was kinda fun...asking questions ...i refrained from poking and prodding....fire truck arrived first and i briefed them with what i knew and then wandered off.

walked home my usual way and thought to myself how much i would totally love to be a paramedic here in whistler....hmmm. lots of training nad im sure a long waiting list to get on...but what an amazing place to do it.

i miss salvador tonight...just watched a surfing movie with my homies. i think we may have more surfing videos in the house than any other genre. next time im in salvador im going to learn how to surf. seems like a good place for it...the waves dont seem that killer and not many sharks...so overall a winner! good plan oria...

had a day off today, finally. mainly spent it chatting on the internet, drinking coffee in one of my fav cafes here in whistler and studying portugues.

its nice to relax....work hard, play hard....or at the moment work hard, relax a lot. i seem to be exhausted all the time. work, eat, sleep. and repeat. 3 more weeks of working hard and then to the uk for friends, fun, and a little 24-7 catch-up...hopefully.

in the meantime i will enjoy these mountains here and live in the moment. even if that moment means sticking my hands in a toilet and chasing chipmunks out of fancy condos.

so todays thoughts maining consisted of...

the sound of my old boss's voice in my head..."strong like bull...smart like tractor" not so flattering but as i scrubbed my sixth kitchen in its entirety these are the words that rang in my head. i felt like a mindless machine.

however i did find a full bottle of untouched wine in one of the rooms which i took home and have been working on. nice.

i would like to know the mountain more...like sleep in a tent hanging off a legde, climb to the highest peak and then snowboard down....see the moon from a new perspective.

apparently you can ski in antarctica...and i dont mean cross-counrty...interesting.

i want to be takin somewhere in a chopper...preferbly not the emergency room....maybe a mountain top or a fancy party,... maybe ikea. maybe not. anywhere really.

life can get a little too intense sometimes....what with all the life choices and decisions waiting to throw you off at any moment an' all. so today as i scrubed other peoples kitchens and hoovered their carpets, and scrubbed their toilets, and dusted their unnecessary stuff....i tried to be grateful...and not think too much. needless-to-say todays main dilema was whether i liked the length of my pantlegs or not. sounds trivial...but actually its more important than one may think.....to short is like, weird....too long is too hot at the moment (its bakin' here...im in the wrong job..i should be working as sand...then i can just lay there all day in the sun...interesting thought) just at the knee is too skater....just below the knee is not calf flattering...so i have cut them off somewhere in the middle of all of that....its a little hippy...a little groovy (which i suppose sounds a little hippy) a little fun, and tells the detail oriented observer that i put some thought into my pant cutting.

whatever...beats the typical topics of thought which gets a little boring after the 8th toilet....like should i take this teaching job in brasil in january, should i stay in whistler and work towards a hostel, should i learn how to write a business plan, is that even how you SPELL business?, exactly how many more of these bloody toilets do i have to clean before i can fly to the uk for a visit, church/community /24-7 whistler, brasileiros, when should i adopt this child i see in my head every day, (maybe i should keep a plant alive for more than a week first), which house to move into next month, will i run into a bear on the way home and will it chase me, whats for dinner, what day is it, when will i learn how to whitewater kayak and surf (probably as soon as my fear of fish and things touching me in the water is gone)

just some of the thougths in my head these days....some.

off to work in a minute...but thought id make an appearance. not much to declare at moment.
i saw a bear the other day at work...that was cool. it wasnt that bothered about me....more interested in shaking its arse through the shrubs...think it was looking for a place to do the samba. that and i didnt have any food on me.

rachels blown in from the prairies for a couple of nights...bringing with her...fun in the sun and a food box from my parents! sweetness. now i can eat!

today i had the day off work so we ventured to a nearby beach/lake and baked in the sun for a few hours. i studied portuguese and bugged her while she tried to read and journal. general bliss, really. apart from the onslaught of attacking JUMPING spiders. i think they were attracked to my colourful sarong.

check out this video i took at the brasil cup final match...flamengo v vasco. totally epitomizes the intensity and passion of brasil. take note that flamengo just scored and literally the screaming never stopped for the entire 2 hours i was there! total madness. LOVE IT!!

back in whistler...for the month. probably more....probably for a few years. im excited about this and sad. been wanting to live here and see some of these dreams become a reality for years now...but now my heart is in brasil. what to do, eh? go where god tells me to and live one day at a time i suppose.

so at the moment im in whistler. cleaning. long hard hours, making hospital corners, scrubbing and toilets once again. this time for rich peole with too much money to know what to do with. which means im constantly exhausted...but its really good money and this means i can come to europe in september for a few weeks to visit and go to the 24-7 gathering. thanks god.

so to my uk contingent out there...you around in september? wanna hang for a bit?

e ai bebe!! saudades!

so have been wanting to post this picture for ages....went to the maracana stadium when i was in rio de janeiro. it was the brasil cup final...flamengo v vasco. 120,000people....passion extreme. an experience never to be repeated. was total madness. love it!

today i leave vacnouver for whistler...i found a job there starting tomorrow. well really it found me. god has been really crazy to me in the last week since ive been back here in vancouver.

i walked into my old work place to say hi....and my boss almost fell onto the floor and kept hugging me. it was really funny. she then offered me a job back for the month. so crazy! and for a few days i had decided to work there again. but i came back for whistler and so when a job presented itself to me there....free rent for a month and a ride up at the right time....decided to go for it. so for the next month i have work in whistler and a place to live. its so amazing. knew that whistler and brasil were in the future for me in a more long term kinda way....not sure exactly how it all fits together but one day at a time seems to be the only way to live at the moment.

miss brasil so much. actually never thought i would miss a place as much as i do this one. its good to see god changing my heart in a way that he needs to for the future....i know i will spend my future in brasil....and whistler. so watch this space if you like. i am, becuase i havent a clue what god will do. i want to be in two places at once. how does that work? the puzzle peices just shifted a little closer again. and with that comes another transition and more change, and the necessity to balance my dreams with living in the moment.