How difficult it has been to reach this 60th post. I do hate it when the job becomes so overwhelming there's no time left for the little pleasures of life.
Right now, I'm cheating on my working shift, given the fact I'm suppossed to be collecting a certain information for my boss and I'm ditching instead, but my poor blog has been so abandoned that most of the people I get in contact with must be thinking I'm dead.
I usually keep my happy toughts for "The Usual Stuff", but I've been under so much pressure recently that I don't think I have enough left. Maybe it's just because it's monday, and I, like Garfield, happen to hate mondays, or maybe it's this heritage of adulthood that makes you feel that every second doesn't last enough when it comes to pleasent things.
That's what I think about when I explain Einstein's Relativity theory to my younger students:
when we are enjoyin the moment, time flies, but when we're bored or annoyed, it drags like a snail.
The one good thing is that I'm also using this time to continue looking for a job. If you happen to know about an English teacher or Trainer position where you live, would you be so kind as to let me know? I'd give everything to get out of this rat hole.
4 comments:
when you talk to a pretty woman, an hour seems like a minute. But when you sit on a hot stove, a minute seems like an hour. That's relativity.
I think Einstein said that himself!
I'm under a lot of pressure as well, as you know. But as long as I get through this month, I'll be fine. Hope you pull through as well.
Eeee! arriba ése ánimo!! no te preocupes que si me entero de algun curro por aqui te lo digo, ok?! ;) A lo mejor te vendria bien cambiar de aires... o simplemente es un mal dia!
You're right, jingo. Mine is not the only kind of pressure, and I have been physically affected as well. And I am on pills already! jaja. But you'll see, we will do fine in the end. Tnx for your support, and good luck in your exams.
Va que va, y sin embargo. Te prometo que sí me voy para allá si hay algo bueno. Y ya estoy tratando de salirme de aquí lo antes posible, antes de que el hígado se me termine de llenar de piedrita. huy.
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