Ecclesiastic Time
Feb. 6th, 2004 12:06 amTo every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: (Ecclesiastes 3:1)
A time to rant: One of my cousins had his Bar Mitzvah today. I went to the synagogue, pretended I didn't hear the obnoxious women speaking about fungus behind me and smiled politely at all the people I didn't know but that felt the need to say hello to me anyway.
So I put on the magic face that has a permanent hypocritical smile on, went to the reception and made numerous of torturous small talk with people that were as deep as pot hole.
In honor of such a memorable occasion I decided to skip class and simply come home to lie on my bed and watch sitcoms with my best friend.
And a time to narrate: Today was the car-less day in Bogotá! (Notice the sarcastic exclamation point)
Car-less as in no cars. Let me give you a mental picture of this, I live in the capital city, lots of traffic lots of people. Then one day a year the city hall decides that you can't take your car out and everyone has to use public service, a bicycle or the forgotten art of walking, to get where they want to go.
It's actually not that bad but it gave me a pretty good excuse to cut class. Not that I need one anyway.
A time to complain: My stomach is hurting a lot. Stupid stomach!
And time to write: First chapter of Inverse is posted. Click here if you want to read it.
A time to explain:
galadriel_lll must be laughing her ass off but I just had to use this Bible passage. When we were in Jerusalem I heard it so many times that I think I can even recite it (in Spanish, mind you).
And a time to end.
A time to rant: One of my cousins had his Bar Mitzvah today. I went to the synagogue, pretended I didn't hear the obnoxious women speaking about fungus behind me and smiled politely at all the people I didn't know but that felt the need to say hello to me anyway.
So I put on the magic face that has a permanent hypocritical smile on, went to the reception and made numerous of torturous small talk with people that were as deep as pot hole.
In honor of such a memorable occasion I decided to skip class and simply come home to lie on my bed and watch sitcoms with my best friend.
And a time to narrate: Today was the car-less day in Bogotá! (Notice the sarcastic exclamation point)
Car-less as in no cars. Let me give you a mental picture of this, I live in the capital city, lots of traffic lots of people. Then one day a year the city hall decides that you can't take your car out and everyone has to use public service, a bicycle or the forgotten art of walking, to get where they want to go.
It's actually not that bad but it gave me a pretty good excuse to cut class. Not that I need one anyway.
A time to complain: My stomach is hurting a lot. Stupid stomach!
And time to write: First chapter of Inverse is posted. Click here if you want to read it.
A time to explain:
And a time to end.
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Date: 2004-02-06 05:53 am (UTC)That *is* a magic face- It has saved me many a time. It's unfortunate that you had to resort to using it. -_-
Too bad those parts of your day were so crummy- at least school didn't interfere. ^_^;;
Yay, you got ficcage done (unlike me) I will read it when I'm more alive-feeling. . .
(gah, can tell you're a writer- You've thematically structured your post with material both directly and metaphorically linked to your journal-stuff. heh heh. . .)
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Date: 2004-02-06 01:54 pm (UTC)*hides* I sound like I geek but that's what I did, didn't I?
Well, once a writer, always a writer...
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Date: 2004-02-09 10:41 am (UTC)A time to hate your university!!! I skiped classes too, but that was because my teachers are too snobs to get into a cab... the ironical part was that all of the teachers showed up in their classes, argh.
A time to weep because Xena is not on the air anymore :(
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Date: 2004-02-09 02:54 pm (UTC)Well, there was a lot of traffic when I went out.
A time to hate your university!!!
Is there a time not to? *sigh* Insert the "what am I doing with my life" rant you know so well by now.