In the big ... Ecce homo
Maybe you remember my three main resolutions taken at the beginning of the year: find an apartment (obtained in November), unhook my help and breaking celibacy.
June 19, 2006 Today the most important of these resolutions come to fruition.
I am admitted to a competition that makes me a real owner (well almost ... I still have paperwork to fill sensitive and one year probation to be successful ... I hope that everything will be okay because obstacle course is not quite finished).
remains the third resolution ... and there is not won ...
Monday, June 19, 2006
Sunday, March 19, 2006
Gallon Of Milk A Day Dangerous
"Ecce homo" is a post written last Thursday. I did not want to put it online but I forgot the reasons for this reluctance. So here ...
Ecce homo
standing near the cash register, waiting for my turn.
I hold in my hands a small transparent container with a few lettuce leaves. This reality seems suddenly so grotesque that, while listening to the insipid chatter of the two previous clients for me, I leave escape my mind.
I think my state of Rights:
Ecce homo.
so many millions of years of evolution to achieve this result shocking ...
On reflection I have not changed much since the days when I traveled on foot, hunched, the lands of Africa. The posture is certainly right, but the needs are the same: Eat, sleep, kiss. The order does not matter.
The world, it has changed.
In progress we revere all, we need comfort and safety.
Comfort and Safety ...
promised freedom, true, we are still waiting.
The greatest progress that I recognize is the lengthening of life expectancy. Should we
yet we rejoice? We are seeing more and more time at our inevitable decay, see our skin wilt, soften our bodies and our mental abilities inevitably decline.
Worse! We see, powerless, those we love, grow old and die at our feet. So we read in their eyes our own fear, our own end.
How many of us go out slowly, bedridden in a hospital claim, contemplating, day after day, the nice ass young nurses that we have the strength to honor? While passing on our tongues dry our toothless gums, then we vomirons this progress to longer term to our uselessness.
Ecce homo.
Back in my home, well away from my four walls, I eat this salad tastes without before I log on the net, one of many virtual channels of my prison Hi-Tech, this modern prison where I eat plastic and no more kisses.
Definitely my first African man is not far away.
Ecce homo
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Thursday, March 2, 2006
Remove Hair Color With Vitamin C
Course ghost, run! But do not look back.
Nothing is more annoying, frustrating and stressful to miss his train the day of written test of an important competition.
Fix: To learn that the next train is removed is ultimately much more annoying, frustrating and stressful than the first situation.
Released from home at 7:30, I'm still at 8.15 on the station platform Sèvres Rive Gauche. At this precise moment I am aware that I have more than 45 minutes to reach the seventh floor of the test center based in Arcueil (take a map to account for distance).
gonna have rock you ass my little ghost!
The prospect of missing this event does not bother me unduly because I actually put on the internal competition whose writings were held shortly before the holidays. Obliged to deliver the courses and to revise the first contest I've had very little time to prepare the second (very academic and requires about six hours of daily preparation ... a real challenge for a teacher position).
If I had my way I do will not even moved. No ... the stakes are elsewhere. I promised my headmaster to introduce myself written today and I imagine him badly enough to admit that I unfortunately missed my train running ...
Rather than discredit me in the eyes of my superiors.
less than 43 minutes later I miraculously found myself at the bottom of the test center. Shortness of breath, shaky legs, I begin the ascent of the seven floors. From the fourth, while my lungs become inflamed, my heart seems suddenly to want to escape from my chest, banged my side, piercing my chest and finish the ascent alone before exploding into bloody sheaves at the top of the stairs as a toy Mechanical back too. I have this strange and unpleasant sensation of being suddenly became too narrow to contain his frenetic beats.
I pay at this time every Saturday and Sunday morning went to sleep late, eating buns, while brave joggers in shorts Tight Fluorescent ran through the woods that lie at the foot of my residence.
One day I'll be sporting ....
forehead perspiring j'atteints finally the doors of the examination room. It is 9 hours and 03 minutes but the issues have not yet been distributed. I'm saved. A friendly supervisor tries to make me give my name to guide me to my desk but I find myself unable to make any sound, my larynx letting out a terrifying whistling lungs. And say that I am non-smoker!
Seated at my table, cold and exhausted, the skull twisted by pain, I put more than half an hour to regain my senses.
The issue concerns the program of medieval history. Damn!
"Powers and governments in the Italian cities between the mid-XII and the mid-fourteenth century. "Without doubt
exciting but I nevertheless totally dry on the issue. The medieval history has always been my pet peeve and I, as usual, is the total dead in that period.
The die is cast, I can not take five hours on this issue.
After two small blackened pages, I await the moment of my liberation. At 11:38 (candidates can not go out after 2:30 that the early rounds) I copy the shortest book in my life and get permission and leave the room.
the verge of nausea, I found the heat of the RER but can not bring myself to regain my home. I need some fresh air and I'm hungry.
I leave the basement bowels of Paris at Châtelet and join the walk to the Opera district where I intend to enjoy a bowl of ramen (noodles served in broth is delicious ... and the best restaurants that offer this plate are installed near the Opera). En route I cross the Rue Saint Denis lined still some sex shops in which penetrate small bald men and cravats. Down the street, some old wrinkled whores and fat killer of libido, align the front porches of decrepit buildings, theaters daily profit "going back and forth between my kidneys .
Later, at a street corner I came face to face with a hard-faced man, broad forehead, the sunken eyes, hair flying. The way he bites his lower lip frantically makes me uncomfortable. I admit that this man scares me. Fear gives way to dread when I see that this individual is a reflection of my own person glimpsed in the window of a smoke shop clothes.
On these considerations I accelerate the pace, quickly swallowed my bowl of noodles and found the warmth of my apartment. Blinds, I lie down within minutes, close your eyes and tries to find the little redhead was smiling as he y 'a few years ago.
It is there, he smiled and waved his hand. I think this is a farewell.
Nothing is more annoying, frustrating and stressful to miss his train the day of written test of an important competition.
Fix: To learn that the next train is removed is ultimately much more annoying, frustrating and stressful than the first situation.
Released from home at 7:30, I'm still at 8.15 on the station platform Sèvres Rive Gauche. At this precise moment I am aware that I have more than 45 minutes to reach the seventh floor of the test center based in Arcueil (take a map to account for distance).
gonna have rock you ass my little ghost!
The prospect of missing this event does not bother me unduly because I actually put on the internal competition whose writings were held shortly before the holidays. Obliged to deliver the courses and to revise the first contest I've had very little time to prepare the second (very academic and requires about six hours of daily preparation ... a real challenge for a teacher position).
If I had my way I do will not even moved. No ... the stakes are elsewhere. I promised my headmaster to introduce myself written today and I imagine him badly enough to admit that I unfortunately missed my train running ...
Rather than discredit me in the eyes of my superiors.
less than 43 minutes later I miraculously found myself at the bottom of the test center. Shortness of breath, shaky legs, I begin the ascent of the seven floors. From the fourth, while my lungs become inflamed, my heart seems suddenly to want to escape from my chest, banged my side, piercing my chest and finish the ascent alone before exploding into bloody sheaves at the top of the stairs as a toy Mechanical back too. I have this strange and unpleasant sensation of being suddenly became too narrow to contain his frenetic beats.
I pay at this time every Saturday and Sunday morning went to sleep late, eating buns, while brave joggers in shorts Tight Fluorescent ran through the woods that lie at the foot of my residence.
One day I'll be sporting ....
forehead perspiring j'atteints finally the doors of the examination room. It is 9 hours and 03 minutes but the issues have not yet been distributed. I'm saved. A friendly supervisor tries to make me give my name to guide me to my desk but I find myself unable to make any sound, my larynx letting out a terrifying whistling lungs. And say that I am non-smoker!
Seated at my table, cold and exhausted, the skull twisted by pain, I put more than half an hour to regain my senses.
The issue concerns the program of medieval history. Damn!
"Powers and governments in the Italian cities between the mid-XII and the mid-fourteenth century. "Without doubt
exciting but I nevertheless totally dry on the issue. The medieval history has always been my pet peeve and I, as usual, is the total dead in that period.
The die is cast, I can not take five hours on this issue.
After two small blackened pages, I await the moment of my liberation. At 11:38 (candidates can not go out after 2:30 that the early rounds) I copy the shortest book in my life and get permission and leave the room.
the verge of nausea, I found the heat of the RER but can not bring myself to regain my home. I need some fresh air and I'm hungry.
I leave the basement bowels of Paris at Châtelet and join the walk to the Opera district where I intend to enjoy a bowl of ramen (noodles served in broth is delicious ... and the best restaurants that offer this plate are installed near the Opera). En route I cross the Rue Saint Denis lined still some sex shops in which penetrate small bald men and cravats. Down the street, some old wrinkled whores and fat killer of libido, align the front porches of decrepit buildings, theaters daily profit "going back and forth between my kidneys .
Later, at a street corner I came face to face with a hard-faced man, broad forehead, the sunken eyes, hair flying. The way he bites his lower lip frantically makes me uncomfortable. I admit that this man scares me. Fear gives way to dread when I see that this individual is a reflection of my own person glimpsed in the window of a smoke shop clothes.
On these considerations I accelerate the pace, quickly swallowed my bowl of noodles and found the warmth of my apartment. Blinds, I lie down within minutes, close your eyes and tries to find the little redhead was smiling as he y 'a few years ago.
It is there, he smiled and waved his hand. I think this is a farewell.
Wednesday, March 1, 2006
Different Color Licence Plates Mean
Questionnaire. Third and last part.
I feel very strangely relaxed, despite what awaits me on Thursday and Friday. Two days of written tests in the hope of obtaining eligibility CAPES (success in providing access to oral messages that take place end of June).
Since September the pace set by my school has been supported so that I could not seriously consider revising my. For some issues of program I have not opened a single book. I know that for this year's success to the CAPES is unthinkable but I still attend the tests in order to perform well with respect to my headmaster.
My last hope is based on the writings of internal competition that took place before the holidays and for which I still have some hope (the CAER has a program in line with the themes discussed with the students, unlike the CAPES who wants more academic ... even if my revisions were inadequate, the proposed topics rather inspired me ...).
Now following the questionnaire.
4 places I've lived:
I will mention only two because I have not moved much in my life. I am not a nomad.
- Boulogne Billancourt: A very nice city where I would like to return if the price was not as high.
Two important places, the apartment of my parents and that of my grandparents where I spent still quite some time.
- Sevres: During 15 years with my parents after their removal from Boulogne. It's a very nice city but a little too quiet my taste.
Since November I have finally found an apartment, my "home" that I missed so much.
4 TV shows:
I do not watch TV almost since some time. I rephrase the question in "4 shows I watched."
- The Info: Program vital. I like knowing what is happening in France and the rest of the world. The only issue that can make me turn on the TV these days.
- The horns of info: I have not watched the horns for a long time but this program is the symbol of freedom of expression reign in our country. Funny but not always essential to our Republic.
- Everyone's talking about: The only issue of Talk Show that I find enjoyable to follow. I have not looked for at least a year but they are good memories TV.
- Zapping. Nothing more annoying than being the only one not seeing the TV when everyone is talking about. Zapping can catch up easily.
4 resorts
- The country home of family, sold by my grandparents two years ago. A real tear as I was deeply attached to this place. I than I'm still not over and I still think that this sale was a big mistake.
- Quimper: The only place where I can relax. I go often alone, with few books, and I'm enjoying the quiet and air Breton to reconstitute myself.
- Sydney: I've spent 3 ½ weeks in the company of a class. I've seen students that two days before they go on holiday with their host families. The rest of the stay allowed me to really discover the city ... One memorable.
- Mauritius: A week with my parents on this fabulous island. I know now that heaven has a name.
4 websites
- DVDRAM : The essential site to keep abreast of cinema and DVD release. The forum is very nice.
- Geo Web History: Platform essential for teachers of history and geography. I find mostly ideas homework and activity sheets.
- The site of the Societe Generale Visit her online bank account is not necessarily a good thing ... but necessary.
- Allociné : Indispensable for organizing an outing cine. Indispensable I tell you.
4 places where I want to be.
- Sprawled in a soft armchair, a good book in the hands, good background music and feet against the fire of a fireplace. The farmhouse quoted above offered this to 60 km from Paris. I would so love me again today ...
- In the house my parents own near Quimper. However that's a little cold at this time.
- In a plane that would take me very far. No matter where as long as it hot.
- In a large bed, pressed against "Someone". Because let's face it, this place is as comfortable in the world.
I feel very strangely relaxed, despite what awaits me on Thursday and Friday. Two days of written tests in the hope of obtaining eligibility CAPES (success in providing access to oral messages that take place end of June).
Since September the pace set by my school has been supported so that I could not seriously consider revising my. For some issues of program I have not opened a single book. I know that for this year's success to the CAPES is unthinkable but I still attend the tests in order to perform well with respect to my headmaster.
My last hope is based on the writings of internal competition that took place before the holidays and for which I still have some hope (the CAER has a program in line with the themes discussed with the students, unlike the CAPES who wants more academic ... even if my revisions were inadequate, the proposed topics rather inspired me ...).
Now following the questionnaire.
4 places I've lived:
I will mention only two because I have not moved much in my life. I am not a nomad.
- Boulogne Billancourt: A very nice city where I would like to return if the price was not as high.
Two important places, the apartment of my parents and that of my grandparents where I spent still quite some time.
- Sevres: During 15 years with my parents after their removal from Boulogne. It's a very nice city but a little too quiet my taste.
Since November I have finally found an apartment, my "home" that I missed so much.
4 TV shows:
I do not watch TV almost since some time. I rephrase the question in "4 shows I watched."
- The Info: Program vital. I like knowing what is happening in France and the rest of the world. The only issue that can make me turn on the TV these days.
- The horns of info: I have not watched the horns for a long time but this program is the symbol of freedom of expression reign in our country. Funny but not always essential to our Republic.
- Everyone's talking about: The only issue of Talk Show that I find enjoyable to follow. I have not looked for at least a year but they are good memories TV.
- Zapping. Nothing more annoying than being the only one not seeing the TV when everyone is talking about. Zapping can catch up easily.
4 resorts
- The country home of family, sold by my grandparents two years ago. A real tear as I was deeply attached to this place. I than I'm still not over and I still think that this sale was a big mistake.
- Quimper: The only place where I can relax. I go often alone, with few books, and I'm enjoying the quiet and air Breton to reconstitute myself.
- Sydney: I've spent 3 ½ weeks in the company of a class. I've seen students that two days before they go on holiday with their host families. The rest of the stay allowed me to really discover the city ... One memorable.
- Mauritius: A week with my parents on this fabulous island. I know now that heaven has a name.
4 websites
- DVDRAM : The essential site to keep abreast of cinema and DVD release. The forum is very nice.
- Geo Web History: Platform essential for teachers of history and geography. I find mostly ideas homework and activity sheets.
- The site of the Societe Generale Visit her online bank account is not necessarily a good thing ... but necessary.
- Allociné : Indispensable for organizing an outing cine. Indispensable I tell you.
4 places where I want to be.
- Sprawled in a soft armchair, a good book in the hands, good background music and feet against the fire of a fireplace. The farmhouse quoted above offered this to 60 km from Paris. I would so love me again today ...
- In the house my parents own near Quimper. However that's a little cold at this time.
- In a plane that would take me very far. No matter where as long as it hot.
- In a large bed, pressed against "Someone". Because let's face it, this place is as comfortable in the world.
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