Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Las Vacaciones de un Profesor, Pt. II

After a couple of weeks of vacation you start to wake up at 9 or 10am. You see the world in a new perspective. By 11:30 to 12pm your stomach says IT'S RECESS WHY AREN'T YOU EATING? and you brain is going WHY IS THERE NO COFFEE HERE? ... it's horrible, it's like a drug withdrawal i guess. I get blinding headaches.

Que dolores de cabeza! Una tazita de cafe y ya... se fueron... que mala maña!

Ahora empiezo a buscar mis libros y mis peliculas. Veo varias series, unas peliculitas y me leo dos o tres libros en las primeras semanas. No salgo. Todo el mundo esta trabajando todavia, hahahaha pobre esclavos laborales! Llamo a todos mis amigos a la oficina a decirles que me acabe de levantar, solamente para eso. Me insultan. Me rio. I know, uncool. You would do it too if you were the only one who wasn't working.

Me baño y me cambio. Ni me desayuno. Para eso espero la comida. Visito a mi novia bella que esta trabajando como coordinadora. Juego con dos o tres chamaquitos, pero la verdad es que todavia sigo durmiendo.

Llego a mi casa y veo la cama. Me duermo again. Me levantan for lunch. Me duermo. Juego en la computadora. Leo todas las noticas. Hasta remolacha [sorry, not a fan] ! Juego online games en addictinggames y newgrounds pero nada.

Espero que me llame Lety. ¿Que haremos? No sé! Nadie sabe. Todo el mundo cansado. Todos trabajan mañana. Ha!

Dejame bajar juegos que no habia podido jugar! Series que siempre he querido ver! Ha... la vida del vago ... love it!




for now

Friday, July 13, 2007

Las Vacaciones de un Profesor, Pt. I

Cualquiera pensaría que mis vacaciones acabaron de empezar. La verdad es que llevo un mes en vacaciones casi. En una cosa u otra he estado ocupado. Pensé en esta idea porque ayer una madre me dijo que los profesores siempre se desaparecen huyendo en verano y en invierno. Y pensé, "Yo siempre decía lo mismo!" So ... let me solve the mystery.

What do teachers do in summer?

That first week of vacations I wake up at 6:45am. "I have to be there by 7:30am." I set the clock for 6:50am. "5... more... minutes..." At some point my dad walks in and says "Vas a llegar tarde!" I get up and zombie my way to the bathroom. I'm so tired. I take off my pijamas, turn on the shower ... WAIT A MINUTE! ... SUMMER VACATION! ... I put it all back on, turn off the shower ... walk out "Yo estoy en vacaciones!" My dad's face turns into "ohhh yeah" and "i hate you now." I find a sudden burst of life and waltz on over to my room, I cartwheel, do two backflips, dance the electrobuggy, maybe even the worm on the floor right before I swan dive onto my bed. I snuggle, I twist and turn, I love my bed. I'm dead asleep before you know it.

Next thing you know it's about 10 or 11am. I finally wake up. I'm loving this. I turn the PC on. I read the news. I read the blogs I haven't read in months. I read the comics. I write e-mails. I automatically set up the torrent to download all the movies I've not been able to keep with. I check my little personal library and take out the books I want to read this summer - 6 this summer.

I don't need breakfast yet. Should I have breakfast? I might as well wait for lunch, right? Hmmm my dad won't be here for about 2 more hours. What am I going to do? ... ... ... ... ... SLEEP!