Here's to the greatest girl...

I've been thinking about this whole London trip for ages, forever. But last night something I wasn't expecting at all happened. Nothing related to the trip.
I went out with a couple of friends (Lula and Matheus) and after drinking lots of beers and laughing and playing games I ran into a friend whom I hadn't seen for a long time. She's coincidently coming back to London next week, she's also throwing this farewell party on Sunday but I'm not sure if I'm going or not. I was so happy to see her! We talked for a few minutes and then she throws the bomb: Elise is dead!
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I couldn't believe my ears, that simply wasn't possible! I was already drunk and I think she was too. She mentioned something about this being a lie, but who would come up with something like that (besides Junior, of course)? I came back to the table feeling sad, not sure about what to do next. I went home right after that, bought a few beers and did my "little ball". As everything in my life, it took me a while to realize that Elise isn't around anymore.
I turned on the computer and checked her community. I couldn't believe it. Many people had written these messages like "you'll pull through", "hang in there"... and finally I read the ones which said "I can't believe it happened"...
About a year ago she called me and we went out to drink a beer. She wanted to ask me some things about my US trip, how the whole procedure was, documents, immigration... That was the last time I saw her. After this day, I kept blaming her because she never contacted me again, I figured "well, now that she's informed she doesn't need me anymore". I feel so bad about it now... And when I asked her to be my friend on orkut and never had a return, well, now I know why...
I burst into tears, compulsively...
I felt bad the whole day. I can't think about my trip now, I kept thinking about her and how and why it happened. Carina told me it was cancer, and apparently it was fast.

Well, she would never grieve. She was always happy and making everything happen. She got to know the world, traveled a lot, experienced many things, way more than I did. I'll always have in mind those conversations, talking about the dreams we had, praying for the dollar to go downwards, commenting on the movies we'd watched, watching Groove Armada's video "My Friend" on MTV and comparing it to our lives then.
Wherever you are, girl, I know you're making the best of it.
Here's to the greatest girl I will ever meet in my life...

That's how I like to remember her: laughing!

Not so pissed now

Well, after receiving some awful news, I tried to write how I really felt yesterday, but computers and internet and all this digital thing just keep disapointing you... but now I think it'll work.

I wrote to my teacher at Cultura Inglesa and he said none of this bull is going on. A student went to London last week and she didn't need to get a visa here in Brazil. Now I've gotta call the consulate and check if I should or not apply for the damn thing.
It's always like this: when you think you're getting things right something's gotta happen to make you feel miserable.
Well, now on my to-do list I have to call the guy. Hate to talk about serious things on the phone. Also, the plane ticket is more expensive, almost 900 dollars.
Well, I think this is the official start of my journey. All that you see in movies is so easy and quick and you don't have to worry about anything, you just board on the plane and enjoy the trip. I still have plenty to do, have to think about the US visa that I'm applying for in São Paulo, gathering all documents and stuff.

But this is something for later. Well, that's it.
Later.

Away in London... not really

Well, here's the thing:

I've just written my first pissed-post about this new England visa, but when I was gonna publish it the next page was: "page not found" or something...

It's late, I'm kinda tired and I'm not writing everything again.

Maybe tomorrow.