Week

(Written in Summer 2006, posted on March 22nd, 2014)

So, I'm in vacations now! I'm more relaxed, and have more time to myself like I wished for so much time:). I think I passed all my courses :D (some only barely :P), but that's that. And now, if I were to spend my months July through November coursing my last, 10th semester, and if I did fine, I'd get a piece of cardboard certifying my knowledge about Computer Science. Yay. I mean, it's great and all... but it has definitely not been what I expected. Or what I would've wanted. I may sound like a spoiled brat. I'm so very grateful to all the people who've made this possible... I know this piece of cardboard is an important prosperity-probability booster for my life. But the archetype life of a Computer Engineer is not what I seek.

Oook... enough life-thinking. My vacations until now (this past week) have been relatively calm. I've gone swimming with Marcelo twice already :D:D, I went to the US Embassy on Wednesday, and Friday to Sunday were approx. 40% sleep, 50% PC Project, and 10% DDR (Yeah, PC Project's not finished yet. :S Bummer).

I paid a whole month's rent at my old room next to college. I've already wasted about 1/4 of it, since I've slept here at home these days, because of PC Project!!. I'll try to spend my last week over at my room... I think it's better than being here. Here at home, Internet has been cut off, and so I now spend my time watching cable TV, listening to MP3s, organizing my computer, writing stuff like this and painting stuff like the samples put down there.

Gray

(A musing written sometime in the summer of 2006)

and so he left the country that same thursday, at 13:14, under a gray, cloudy, fresh sky. It was just like one of those mischiefs he used to do so many years ago, like eating hidden cookies when no one was watching. It was a escape to another country: the desire of so many years come true. And still, it did not feel like it. That was one thing he did not like about himself: he didn't enjoy the great little moments.

Destination Europe. A little ambitious, but certain he could make it: there's food everywhere, right? What else did he need? Living the traveler's life! The bum's life, some might say. But that was not the case, he knew it... he was a willing learner.

Twenty straight years living in Guatemala had kindled his soul into longing for the outside. He always had this desire to learn... and old stuff does not teach.