languages

it's amazing how the language one speaks can define a person.
I realized that not only with portuguese, english and japanese, but now recently with, brazilian portuguese.

When I say the same thing with portuguese portuguese and brazilian portuguese (I can speak with a perfect accent, grandmother was brazilian and I have many brazilian relatives and liked watching "telenovelas" when I was a kid - need to try these again!), it sounds very different. In brazilian portuguese it's like my voice turns happy thanks to the intonation it automatically produces.

We portuguese are a very happy people, but now, I understand why the brazilian are even (apparently at least) happier. Also noticed that with a japanese person I know who speaks brazilian portuguese.

I'm writing this because this week, for the first time, I had my head turned completely brazilian because of a large translation I'm doing. What I do is translate the line by saying it out loud in brazilian portuguese. And started noticing that. And realized that watching "telenovelas" when I was kid might have helped building a few traits of my current personality. Besides perfecting my brazilian portuguese.

And translation is cool and fun. It's like reading a novel or watching some tv drama. Or...playing a videogame... Haha.

this is weird

It's like, all of a sudden, just as my emotions are starting to reveal my self, that I feel this need to assert my ideas, to try to influence others.

Not only that, now that I can "feel", that I need to rethink every step I take, because everyone exists. It's like a whole new way of thinking and acting.

This is weird.

And just this morning I found myself saying something in portuguese and finishing the second part of the sentence in english (out loud). Isn't this weird? It's like my brain is mixing languages, this morning was the portuguese-english combination, but the same happens with japanese.

This is so weird.
But exciting at the same time.

on religion, or way of thinking?

Before anything else, I know, I'm still to write on the concept of salad and on swearwords plus personality. It's just that  I have been busy and tired, and the will the write and being read is not that big....

But, today, I feel kind of like I have attached a small enlightment.

Lately, well, not lately, my whole life is full of small coincidences. And some changes have occurred, not some, many, many is the wright word, ever since I came here to Japan.

I, as a typical portuguese as I used to be, had a tendency towards being very, and I mean very, very skeptical. And as I usually used to say, I only believe, after seeing.
Well it's not like I've seen anything, no, visually, it all remains more or less the same the same (or are we and our surroundings in constant mutation...?). But I've felt, (and "feeling" is the right word) far too many things, too many coincidences, to the point that I'm scared.

Despite being afraid (of my actions), I think that this is only a good thing, because, I think it is something controllable, that it is only dependent on the self.
And because I feel that I'm one step closer to entering the asian physique.


So let's...

頑張ろう。