Friday, August 31, 2007

crick crick

If you think my neck is stiff, you're wrong. Crick-crick was the sound a professor used to make (many many years ago) when she asked the class a question and nobody answered (including myself), meaning that it was like the sounds heard in the countryside when it was dark (and all that could be heard was the chirp crickets made).
Many years later, watching a tv show I hear the same sound expressing the same idea. She should have made a copyright out if it. Because now, with no exceptions (but myself), I hear everybody using the expression.

wet

It is impossible to think carefully when you're in a hurry. And you need a taxi to take you downtown because you should be in a meeting at that moment.
In fact, it is impossible to reconsider that your calendar in in your bag, and you need to check the address of the place you're supposed to go.
But, let's say that your mobile starts ringing, and you know, because you're quite sure, that it is your boss, on the verge of having a nervous breakdown. You know it, still, your hands are busy and while you're trying to get the phone (always at the bottom of your bag when you need it badly), you see a taxi approaching. You make the driver the sign to stop, and while you're opening the car's door, you hear a "Splash!", and your mobile is suddenly in silence.
What would you think of? (mobile missing since you heard the splash noise).
Clue: your phone has just disappeared in the dark waters of the street drains!

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

forbidden fruit

I can't resist (refrain?) myself... oh well, let's blame the changing weather for my mood. Or is it the spring in the air?






Tuesday, August 28, 2007

eclipse

Yesterday night I set the alarm clock to get up very early (at 4.30AM) and watch the last eclipse of the year. It seems that this morning I changed my mind. It was very cold, seven degrees only. And my bed was really warm. Imagine which was the easiest choice.
The good thing is that the boyfriend of a good friend takes excellent pictures of eclipses. Surely, he woke up early enough to have the best picture. I might give him a call. I really like eclipses, and I don't know why I believe when there's an eclipse, something strange happens.

Friday, August 24, 2007

pitch

A well-known local starlet entered the bakery ten seconds before I did. And forgot to take a number. But of course I didn't pay so much attention to that, but to the fact that a man was kind enough to let her take his place in the queue. Which meant that she took my place, and I was in a hurry (and surely, the man was not kind, but interested in the girl).
All the shop assistants behind the counter looked surprised to see her there. One of them even took a good look at her. It was the highlight of the day for those girls. That, and the gossip they'd spread that the starlet didn't speak in a normal voice, but in a high-pitch one.

strangers

I felt as if talking to a stranger. It never occurred to me that I would feel that way. But I did. I didn't know what to ask, or what not to ask.

I didn't mention personal matters, but of course I didn't ask him about personal matters either. Even though I've known him for years and years, I became impersonal. And small talk didn't help much, not this time. Because small talk took me to other things in the past, but this time I remained in silence, or in other words, there were more gaps in our conversation than holes in Swiss cheese. Definitely, silence turned into awkwardness.

The worst thing is that are a zillion things I'd like to tell and ask, and I just feel I'm not prepared to utter those words. May be, and just may be, I should take some courage next time we meet. Or I should take gallons of coffee at that time (well, courage takes different forms, some people need a glass of wine, I just need caffeine). The good thing is that I never lose my sense of humour.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Hearthquake in Peru

I know it happened some days ago, but please contact Peruvian's embassies in your countries to help Peruvians at this very sad moment.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

sign

I saw a dog in the railway. It wouldn't have called my attention if it weren't that the train was coming. And the dog wouldn't move out from there. It was a stubborn dog, a suicidal one. I closed my eyes because I can't stand things like that, and I knew an accident was about to happen. I even started saying a prayer for the dog. People stayed watching the scene without trying to persuade the dog to leave the place.
Then, there was a horn, and a second one, and a third one. I opened my eyes, as I couldn't believe that the train driver stopped the train just to not bump into the dog.
I don't know why the dog waited until the very last minute to get out of the railway. It hid underneath the station platform once the train was stopped. May be it couldn't perceive something bad was about to happen.
Five minutes later, life continued as usual. But for me, it was a sign. I still don't know a sign for what, but I guess I'll discover it soon.

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

funny question

While we all were waiting for our professor to bring the exams (I'm taking a new course), one of the girls asked if anyone had nail polish.
I didn't know if my first option was to say no or if I should have laughed instead. It was a really funny situation, as we were a bunch of girls surrounded by men.

blue sky

Blue sky and flowers. The perfect combination to make me smile.

Saturday, August 04, 2007

mi mundo laboral

Aunque la invitación la recibí en marzo, decidí no ir. Es que era para intérpretes y no para traductores. Me acuerdo que miré con cariño la invitación y quedó en el escritorio, como flotando. Al final mantuve mi decisión.
Y este es el resultado: algo excelente! (todos hablan de este tema sin parar).
Aprendí la lección y el año que viene me sumaré a los felices participantes de semejante evento.

Friday, August 03, 2007

back in date-land

One friend of mine was off the market for quite some time. She had a long relationship that did not end well. But, now she feels she's ready to give somebody else a chance.
The thing is that she's in her thirties, and she's worried (terrified is the right word in this case) about the kind of guys she'll find out there, in dateland. I don't know exactly what to say, as I'm not the best when it comes to advising people about love matters. And I'm as old as she is.
We've got a mutual friend who spent years looking for the right one in the net, signing up in every dating agency online, going to blind dates and meetings, and even took several cruises for singles only. It never worked out the way she wanted, though she has a vast experience in the dating department. She never met the person she was expecting for so she dedicated herself to work harder to get the promotion she always wanted.
Tonight we're meeting for some cocktails. We have also invited some of our friends to work on a private network of available men to introduce to her. Who knows, may be Mr Right is closer than we thought.

Thursday, August 02, 2007

some phrases women hate

1. I need some time.
2. I need some space.
3. What happened to your hair?
4. I’ll call you.
5. The number you have called is temporarily out of service.
6. I’m sorry, I sold the last one a minute ago…
7. You can have as much water and jelly as you wish.
8. I’m sorry to tell you so openly…
9. When you move to your place, you’ll live by your rules. For now, as you’re living under my roof.
10. We need to talk.
11. The ATM is out of order at this moment.
12. Only cash accepted.
13. I live with my mother because I'm comfortable. Whenever I feel the need to move, I'll do it.
14. He’s nice, such a nice guy.
15. Did you have an appointment?
16. Ups, I forgot my wallet…
17. Take a deep breath…

More to come soon...
(I translated these phrases from a girl's blog, I guess you have already figured it out!)