Faculdade de Letras - R$350,00 mensais
Livros pra concurso - R$300,00
Indas e vindas à Metro X até escolher a escola - R$50,00
Trabalhar às sextas-feiras até às 22:00 numa escola estadual e ter que arcar com todo o material usado nas aulas - R$100,00
Um aluno de 40 anos, cursando o último ano do ensino médio, que vai à escola numa sexta-feira, fica até o último minuto de aula, anota tudo que o professor fala e participa com entusiasmo mesmo depois de um dia inteiro de trabalho pesado, no final da aula falar "Professor, estou aqui desde o quinto ano. Se o senhor tivesse sido meu professor esse tempo todo eu já saberia falar inglês..." - PAGA TUDO QUE JÁ FOI GASTO E AINDA COBRE TODOS OS OUTROS GASTOS QUE ESTÃO POR VIR.
Friday 28 August 2009
A joke
Acabei de descobrir que meu blog é LIDO e COMENTADO...hauhauah
Sério mesmo, soube que tem gente que lê as coisas que coloco aqui e depois comentam, ficam discutindo "o que será que ele quis dizer com isso?"...
Tem muito mais gente sem ter o que fazer no mundo do que eu imaginava.
Obs.: antes de qualquer especulação, esse post não está direcionado aos meus (poucos, porém assíduos) leitores.
Sério mesmo, soube que tem gente que lê as coisas que coloco aqui e depois comentam, ficam discutindo "o que será que ele quis dizer com isso?"...
Tem muito mais gente sem ter o que fazer no mundo do que eu imaginava.
Obs.: antes de qualquer especulação, esse post não está direcionado aos meus (poucos, porém assíduos) leitores.
Friday 21 August 2009
Week-at-a-glance
The week started on a sunny Sunday. A great friend invited me to join her and her Romanian friend on a tour around the city.
We went to some beautiful places, I took pictures of some breathtaking views, walked, walked, walked... and spoke English. The Romanian turned out to be quite nice and friendly.
At night, on my way back home, some past life ghosts, which I thought I'd exorcised the day before, started haunting my mind. They didn't last long, though. Making good use of present life technology, I ditched them all at once just by flicking some noisy numbers. This is what I love about modern life!
Monday came to make me anxious. And I was! Spent nearly the whole afternoon trying to figure out what to say or do in front of those who would see me for the first time. "Teaching at a state school will be the easiest thing you'll ever have to do", or so they said. In the end, I didn't need to do anything - the class was cancelled.
In that same afternoon, I caught myself wanting to stay a little longer at work. No, not because I was about to face "the ones deprived of the goodness of mankind". I'm gonna pretend that I don't know the reason why, even though it's becoming pretty obvious.
Tuesdays have been hard to do. Talking to my mate the other day, I said I'd never work 12, 14 hours a day to have more zeros in my paystub. Newsflash, Arthur: YOU ALREADY WORK 14 HOURS ON TUESDAYS AND THURSDAYS!!!! (the number of zeros in my paystub hasn't changed as of yet LOL).
Wednesdays used to be the same as Mondays, but now they're slightly different. Last one I had my first experience as a school teacher. SURREAL (I think I've already used this word to describe it, but I just can't think of any other).
Fridays are lovely. I have the chance to do something I love doing but since I bought my car I haven't been able to: sleeping on the bus (I know, don't even say it!!).
Tomorrow's Saturday. Got some plans, but would give them all up if... (somethings are better left unsaid)
Feeling sleepy. I'd better go to bed.
We went to some beautiful places, I took pictures of some breathtaking views, walked, walked, walked... and spoke English. The Romanian turned out to be quite nice and friendly.
At night, on my way back home, some past life ghosts, which I thought I'd exorcised the day before, started haunting my mind. They didn't last long, though. Making good use of present life technology, I ditched them all at once just by flicking some noisy numbers. This is what I love about modern life!
Monday came to make me anxious. And I was! Spent nearly the whole afternoon trying to figure out what to say or do in front of those who would see me for the first time. "Teaching at a state school will be the easiest thing you'll ever have to do", or so they said. In the end, I didn't need to do anything - the class was cancelled.
In that same afternoon, I caught myself wanting to stay a little longer at work. No, not because I was about to face "the ones deprived of the goodness of mankind". I'm gonna pretend that I don't know the reason why, even though it's becoming pretty obvious.
Tuesdays have been hard to do. Talking to my mate the other day, I said I'd never work 12, 14 hours a day to have more zeros in my paystub. Newsflash, Arthur: YOU ALREADY WORK 14 HOURS ON TUESDAYS AND THURSDAYS!!!! (the number of zeros in my paystub hasn't changed as of yet LOL).
Wednesdays used to be the same as Mondays, but now they're slightly different. Last one I had my first experience as a school teacher. SURREAL (I think I've already used this word to describe it, but I just can't think of any other).
Fridays are lovely. I have the chance to do something I love doing but since I bought my car I haven't been able to: sleeping on the bus (I know, don't even say it!!).
Tomorrow's Saturday. Got some plans, but would give them all up if... (somethings are better left unsaid)
Feeling sleepy. I'd better go to bed.
Thursday 13 August 2009
Friday 7 August 2009
Fragile
(Greg Hartwell / Melanie Chisholm)
Everything's laughter, always the same
When the light fades the moment ends
Empty and restless, the fact remains
You're tied to the highs that others lend
Can I talk you down tonight?
Surrender...
I'm not strong enough to fight with you anymore
I don't want to feel real love when we're so fragile
I could never be the one to tear apart
Help me free these selfish lies and jaded alibis
With tears in my eyes I'll carry on
Careless expressions, they're cold and vague
Stealing truth from the words you say
I cowardly reason while life escapes
Scared of running, afraid to stay
I just need a little time
Surrender...
I won't be your concubine, not for anyone
Reach out, you're not alone
Release your hold, let go
Though the light may darken as your fears unfold
I don't want to feel real love when we're so fragile
I could never be the one to tear apart
Help me free these selfish lies and jaded alibis
With tears in my eyes, I'll carry on
With tears in my eyes...
Everything's laughter, always the same
When the light fades the moment ends
Empty and restless, the fact remains
You're tied to the highs that others lend
Can I talk you down tonight?
Surrender...
I'm not strong enough to fight with you anymore
I don't want to feel real love when we're so fragile
I could never be the one to tear apart
Help me free these selfish lies and jaded alibis
With tears in my eyes I'll carry on
Careless expressions, they're cold and vague
Stealing truth from the words you say
I cowardly reason while life escapes
Scared of running, afraid to stay
I just need a little time
Surrender...
I won't be your concubine, not for anyone
Reach out, you're not alone
Release your hold, let go
Though the light may darken as your fears unfold
I don't want to feel real love when we're so fragile
I could never be the one to tear apart
Help me free these selfish lies and jaded alibis
With tears in my eyes, I'll carry on
With tears in my eyes...
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