It's official. Today the Brazilain team for was presented. Ronaldo is not playing, but he is going to South africa as a reserve. Too bad, he will not see Marti in Brazil. Everybody were angry here today, they just realized that there will not be Gold for Brazil this year. The team sucks. Kaks is playing, but it will not be enough. Succer here is a big deal.

Me, I went shopping and had lunch with Taez, then Domi called me, asked me if I wanted to come with her to an other city, she had a doctor appointment. I said I'll come and she came to pick me up.

The city is about 1,5h away, and we bought 3 big redbulls for the trip. Domi rolled down the windows and put the music on loud, the hot air was breezing in my face. The landscape outside Sao Paulo was covered with favelas or nothing at all.. I never seen anything like it, Domi said "yeah, its like this."

I asked Domi why she was going to the doctor...assuming it had something to do with her stomach as it often is bothering her. She replied: "visita per kirurgia plastica", I started laughing and asked her which part of her face she was thinking to redo... she turned her face to me and said: "Marti, its not the face, its the body." Ohh... I didnt know what to say.. I heard my self asking where... she replied that it was nothing for sure, but probably legs, stomach, arms and boobs. Alright, I said, but in my head i was thinking "Dio Mio Domi"... She explain that its normal here and that most of her friends done it... well, I thought, who needs gym when you can do plastic surgery?! :P

We stop the car outside a light orange house (all the houses here are always vey colourfull) on the top of the house it said "cirurgia de platic". Inside everything was very white, two petite girls were behind the reception desk, fake smiles from ear to ear, Domi had to fill in a folder. I sat down in the white couch, and watched the big flat screen TV that was covering one of the walls. An other petit girl came down from the stairs, even her dressed in white. I could see her titties were fake, when she passed me by, an error occoured in my breathing and I started cauching, the girl had silicon in her booty you could easily put a pawn on it with a class of juice haha.

Inside the doctors room, big desk, clinical purely, Domi and the docor was talking and discussed what could be done. when she went to change her clothes, Alessando as he was called,turned to me and start talking. He asked me where im from and for how long im staying... I replied politely. Then he asked me how he could help me and what he could do for me??!! I looked at him... then said "nothing thanks" im just here for support. Oh, I see, he said. Then an ackward silence followed. I was thanking god for gym.

In the end, the big question came, how much will this preocedure cost???? alot of numbers.. then a bit discount since he was a family friend... i took a look at the numbers that had been written down and tried to convert Reais to my money, by dividing it with three... We were still talking about a six number amount! I looked down at my boobs, and my perfect legs... We had a conversation the five of us in silence... togheter we agreed with to stick to the gym for a while, just to keep the costs down :)

Its funny how you can look at beauty in different ways. Here, the most common thing that people tell me is "Oh, you are so whiiiiite"!!! in the beginning I just wanted to slap them... but I then realized they said it in a positive sentence, trying to be nice. It's different where im from... Noone would ever tell me how white I am trying to be kind haha. But this is not home. And if it was, I would probably slap them for real. :P

Later I will tell you about the evening. It was like a hip-hop music video haha.

Beijoo, fica com Deus!