Testing my scanner… This is something I drew some time back…. And below, something written some time back too. A dream about someone I once had in heart sending me a letter made me remember it. Made me also wonder how long will it last till I find someone nice to love. Anyway.. Some news.. This semester I´ll be taking some international exams ( Toefl, Cambridge and Umept) and will also take a test to go back to College. you guys please pray for the best. Here comes the words….

The Letter

You know… Being a language teacher leads your minds to other things rather than just words and their meanings; grammar points and their structures, etc… A language teacher can easily either have to fly above the Literature body and be amused, or get across the necessity to explain idioms  and expressions to the students. This can be quite frustrating, especially when students contest the truth of what you try to teach them. I have collected some of the comments I have heard towards some expressions… Here they are:

Bad Adages  

Don’t count your chickens before they’re hatched.

Why not? It’s called estimating and is a recognized mathematical principal. If you didn’t count your guests before they showed up at your party you’d run out of booze and food. If you didn’t count your money before you spent it then you’d be er..um..a Capitalist!


A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.

If the bird in your hand is a dead pigeon slaughtered by your neighbor’s cat, and the birds in the bush are two exquisitely beautiful goldfinches…then I’d say no, I’ll take the two in the bush.

A stitch in time saves nine.

Not necessarily.

Ever think why you have to repair the damn thing in the first place? Shouldn’t they make things better so they don’t fall apart in the first place? So you sew nine stitches, nineteen stitches or ninety-nine stitches, the fact is the fabric is fraying and you could spend your life repairing it. Throw it out…just throw it out.

Don’t keep all your eggs in one basket.

Who says? So you want me to have six containers in the fridge filled with eggs or what do you want me to do?

So the freak what, I have only one basket filled with eggs? Is a suicide bomber going to sneak into my kitchen and plant a bomb in my egg basket? If that ever happened I’d be missing more than eggs I bet.

Be careful what you wish for, it might come true.

Now this one slays me. I know what I’m wishing for and believe me if a new Jag, an in-the-ground pool and a million bucks showed up at my house, I’d be rather happy. Call me crazy but I don’t tend to wish for sinus infections, stubbed toes or huge domestic fights, so I don’t think there’s a problem if my wishes come true.

You reap what you sow.

No n’ n’ no no no. Not true. I have never sowed crabgrass or poison ivy and I’m loaded with it. I never willingly planted a Sunflower but the birds have. If you are talking to birds, then don’t bother they can’t read or understand English. If you’re talking to me then you are so wrong. I’ve got a lot of things growing in my yard that I didn’t have a damn thing to do about. I spend a lot of time reaping what I didn’t sow, only I call it weeding.

What you don’t know can’t hurt you.

Oh it can’t? How about the fact you’re standing in the middle of the street and don’t realize a car is barreling down upon you and in seconds is going to wipe the pavement with you. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 – you my friend are toast, so to speak, and what you didn’t know not only hurt you, it killed you.

He who hesitates is lost.

Strike while the iron is hot, you say too.

Well how about “look before you leap”? Make up your mind; you can’t have it both ways. But you want it that way, don’t you?

You tell us: A rolling stone gathers no moss but then tell us to stop and smell the roses.

You say many hands make light work, and two heads are better than one. And, as soon as we believe you, we’re admonished that too many cooks spoil the broth.

I have still been busy. Iam not sure how long i will stand 2 jobs and all my “single” bills. I intend to get back to College soon, this time to a higher degree, and that´ll make me go crazy, I´m quite sure. In two weeks I turn 29 and that is quite like hell to me, because I dont see much of what I had planned for live already accomplished. Also, there´s the thing that health is not that well due to stress. But sometimes there is strength coming from within that I myself cannot explain how come it exists.

But then, I don’t like writing much about my personal things that open. In form of a poem or a drawing it looks better than it is. And I hope I can get my digital cam soon. At least I´ll be able to show more of the world that surrounds me.  Till then… I´ll be reading  The book of love

Take care, you all

 click for larger. Photo taken on the top of Italia building

Sunset

                        Xanga Anniversary

Four years ago, I got my first page in Xanga from my wistful friend saturde. Ever since I have tried to figure out what to write here, and finding that out came easily. I found then, the needs of showing a bit of my land to people out there, then I had to learn how to add pictures in here while being a miserable classic member.  That was  a good learning period, since I then began to learn a bit of html, net image hosting, photoshop and any image editing, dealing with links and so far. Reading  Alice, Teri and Cristy  was important due to their hints and kind help. Still, I got problems with the hosting sites i knew. When Steve kindly gave me the Premium as a birthday gift, I really didn’t know how to thank him. I still don’t. He says I just need to keep up the posting. I know I disappoint at times, but this shall change. 

Many nice friends I have made here and I just can’t mention because there are many. Four years in this community have taught me lots. I should be here for some good time. I hope my plans in getting a digital camera work so that I can show you my ways through my beautiful land better. Till then, let me enjoy Xanga as I can.  And happy anniversary to me!

Midnight Analogy