Diante da acirrada disputa no mercado de trabalho, experiências no exterior como um intercâmbio passaram a ser por demais valorizadas pelos RHs da vida. Claro que quem tem bala na agulha vai fazer intercâmbio na Nova Zelândia, Alemanha, Inglaterra... Eu estou indo pros Estados Unidos, o estino escolhido por quem determinou o programa e criou o concurso de bolsas.
- Estados Unidos é intercâmbio de pobre.
- Mas pobre não faz intercâmbio!
- Faz sim, se tiver ganhado uma bolsa como eu!
Por isso, estou deixando família, amigos, faculdade, estágio pelo período máximo de 1 ano. Vou fazer parte de outra família. Estou partindo rumo à terra do Bush, do McDonalds, do country e de Hollywood. Não quero fazer a América nem deixar ela me fazer. Quero iluminação, amadurecimento, cultura, histórias pra contar, um melhor currículo, um punhado de dólares e eletrônicos mais em conta! Nessa ordem.
Mas não se preocupem. Nas palavras de Jesus e Schwarzenneger: Eu voltarei!
De Bonsucesso para o mundo:
Natalia Weber tem 21 anos e é estudante de jornalismo da UFF (RJ). Parece uma americana, mas é brasileiríssima. É suburbana com orgulho e está prestes a adentrar nos Estados Unidos. Ela nunca viajou de avião, nunca arrumou uma mala tão grande, detesta McDonalds. Vai ser Au Pair numa família muito boa e com (graças a Deus!) uma criança. Uma criança linda, fofa e maravilhosa. Espera ter bastante tempo pra estudar e espera encontrar bons cursos pra fazer e complementar seu currículo. Espera também aprender a dirigir bem rápido pra se mover lá. Espera conhecer Nova York. Por livre e espontânea pressão, tem a possibilidade de visitar a Disney, mas se não conseguir se livrar dessa, promete enviar uma foto esganando o Mickey! Ela está com muitas saudades dos pais e amigos, por isso espera que eles venham sempre aqui.
Histórias dessa viagem
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
Álbum de Fotos
Picasa
Picasa 2
Outras Viagens
Dude! I am a male au pair - Renan
Zooropando - Mariana & Priscila
Maenglishtwobad - Raquel Thomaz
Mandaram, eu fiz - Táia Rocha
Daiana Around The World - Daiana

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Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Well done, homeskillet!
Love how some articles are written here. The Post is full of them. They are more personal and humorous, they bear more freedom. It's a great style that makes you connect with what's being said.
This one is from J. Freedom duLac:
Music 'Juno' Soundtrack More Goo-Goo Than Gaga
"Juno" is evil. Honest to blog!
The downside to the "Juno" juggernaut isn't necessarily that so many people are quoting so much of the dialogue from the big little indie film about a caustic and glib 16-year-old girl with a baby on board.
It's that I've had to spend so much time listening to the horribly precious hit soundtrack birthed by the film. Because if the album is the cheese to the movie's macaroni, then I'm lactose-intolerant.
The "Juno" soundtrack -- which narrowly missed being the No. 1 album on the latest Billboard Top 200 chart -- is totally boss . . . so long as you have an affinity for the sort of insufferably twee music proffered by Kimya Dawson.
The Olympia, Wash.-based singer-songwriter dominates the collection with solo songs and music by her bands Antsy Pants and the Moldy Peaches -- most notably "Anyone Else but You," an adolescent love song that appears twice on the album. There's the unbearably drippy 2002 original by the sorta-disbanded-but-not-really Moldy Peaches, plus the awwww-so-adorable version from "Juno's" closing scene, in which stars Ellen Page and Michael Cera make like Dawson and her fellow Peach Adam Green. Only Page (as Juno) and Cera (as Juno's babydaddy) do it better and somehow more believably than Dawson and Green. Call it method singing. (Call it infectious, too: More than a few moviegoers have left "Juno" screenings humming the song. )
Dawson's music was never supposed to receive this kind of a mass hearing. She was, with the Moldy Peaches, a polarizing star on the underground anti-folk scene, which was all, like, 10,000 leagues under the mainstream sea. Her art is an acquired taste, with its flatly intoned vocals, raggedy guitar lines and cutesy-funny observations, which tend to be shot through with a childlike innocence. It's joyous, juvenile noise -- rudimentary low-fi songs that are at once silly and sincere (and sometimes sad and angry), with awkward, sophomoric lyrics.
"Here is the church and here is the steeple/We sure are cute for two ugly people," goes one line from "Anyone Else but You." In "So Nice So Smart," also included on the "Juno" soundtrack, Dawson warbles: "I like boys with strong convictions/And convicts with perfect diction/Underdogs with good intentions/Amputees with stamp collections."
In "Tire Swing," she sings that "Joey never met a bike that he didn't wanna ride/And I never met a Toby that I didn't like." And: "Scotty liked all of the books that I recommended/Even if he didn't, I wouldn't be offended." There are also songs about roller coasters and vampires.
It all suggests that Dawson is 35 going on 16. Which is why Page, who plays Juno MacGuff, told "Juno" director Jason Reitman that her character would most likely be a Moldy Peaches fan. Which is how eight different Dawson tunes wound up on the "Juno" soundtrack and laced throughout the movie. Which is too much, given that she's best digested in small doses.
There are other artists on the album, as well -- from the Kinks ("A Well Respected Man") and Mott the Hoople (the Bowie classic "All the Young Dudes") to Belle & Sebastian (two songs) and the Velvet Underground ("I'm Sticking With You," one of the indie idols' weakest songs). There's also a blast of Sonic Youth, whose cover of the Carpenters' hit "Superstar" has a bit part in the movie's plot, and songs by Buddy Holly ("Dearest") and the soporific Cat Power ("Sea of Love").
It's a curious collection of songs, given Juno's assertion in the film that 1977 was music's greatest year and, also, those old punk posters on her wall. Yet the lone circa-1977 song here is "All I Want Is You," by the children's music singer Barry Louis Polisar.
Wonder what sort of zippy, snarky observation Juno would make about that. Maybe she'd paraphrase her father: Hey there, big, grating soundtrack version of "Junebug."
And spare me your creative outrage, Kimya/Moldy Peaches fans. I already know what you're going to say when you pick up your "hamburger phones" and call me to complain. Shut my freakin' gob. Silencio, old man. Etc.
Too late. This ain't no Etch A Sketch. This is one published doodle that can't be un-did, homeskillets.
por Weber ! 7:20 AM !
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