Since I moved away from my family into my mini room/apartment, I've spent my time
as far away from them as reasonably best as I could. My lifestyle has changed quite a bit... no one pushes me around to do stuff, no one forbids me anything, no one does the laundry for me, no one cooks
for me, and I feel free to do absolutely anything I dare to do (though I'm still not livin' la vida loca as I thought I would
... I lack the required transportation
). I think it's weird that I don't find my new lifestyle disturbing or disquieting at all. I feel as if I'm living exactly the way I'm meant to live: independent, practical, and free. It's such a natural
feeling. I wish I could stay this way for a much longer time (though food and clean clothes ARE running short).
as far away from them as reasonably best as I could. My lifestyle has changed quite a bit... no one pushes me around to do stuff, no one forbids me anything, no one does the laundry for me, no one cooks for me, and I feel free to do absolutely anything I dare to do (though I'm still not livin' la vida loca as I thought I would... I lack the required transportation). I think it's weird that I don't find my new lifestyle disturbing or disquieting at all. I feel as if I'm living exactly the way I'm meant to live: independent, practical, and free. It's such a natural feeling. I wish I could stay this way for a much longer time (though food and clean clothes ARE running short).Sadly, I must move out on Wednesday November the 24th, since I only paid the rent
for one month. I hope my mom
really does help me carry my stuff back like she said she would... it's a big load I've got stuffed in my room: PC
, desk, DDR pads, clothes, pot, pan, bowl, food leftovers, bed covers, backpack, my compilers book, and some sheets of paper.
for one month. I hope my mom really does help me carry my stuff back like she said she would... it's a big load I've got stuffed in my room: PC, desk, DDR pads, clothes, pot, pan, bowl, food leftovers, bed covers, backpack, my compilers book, and some sheets of paper.Besides all that, here at work I've been forced/fooled/encouraged to do 100 more hours of work in the week and a half I've got left here in Guatemala. It was kind of my fault, but I didn't know they'd take it so seriously.
of work in the week and a half I've got left here in Guatemala. It was kind of my fault, but I didn't know they'd take it so seriously.When I agreed on the job, I agreed on doing 400 hours of work with one of the big bosses. Later on, I spoke with a more immediate boss, and we agreed on me doing only 16 hours a week. Calculating 4 months a half, 4 weeks a month, I was supposed to do about 300 hours in total. Time passed by, and a few days ago, after we presented our last hourly scheduled work, Bidkar and I were called to a meeting with the big boss. He told us we were 100 hours lacking in work, and we should make up for it. Bidkar, however, had wisely agreed on 300 hours since the beginning, and had proof of it, so he had no trouble on convincing the boss to let him go. But I had 400 hours plainly written on the letter my boss had taken to the meeting, so now I'm obliged to work at least 11 hours each day since last Friday till next Wednesday to make up for all the "missing" time. I'm not really complaining, but when I come to work, there's usually not much for me to do. And that's why I'm writing this blog right now, while I wait for a process to finish and for 9 more hours to pass.
of work with one of the big bosses. Later on, I spoke with a more immediate boss, and we agreed on me doing only 16 hours a week. Calculating 4 months a half, 4 weeks a month, I was supposed to do about 300 hours in total. Time passed by, and a few days ago, after we presented our last hourly scheduled work, Bidkar and I were called to a meeting with the big boss. He told us we were 100 hours lacking in work, and we should make up for it. Bidkar, however, had wisely agreed on 300 hours since the beginning, and had proof of it, so he had no trouble on convincing the boss to let him go. But I had 400 hours plainly written on the letter my boss had taken to the meeting, so now I'm obliged to work at least 11 hours each day since last Friday till next Wednesday to make up for all the "missing" time. I'm not really complaining, but when I come to work, there's usually not much for me to do. And that's why I'm writing this blog right now, while I wait for a process to finish and for 9 more hours to pass.Oh, and just this morning, about an hour ago, I got another job offer. Two weeks ago I got a job offer for Flash presentation and web page upgrades. But it was all aesthetic work... stuff I'm either not good at or don't like. I think it was a good job, if I could've managed it. Shame. And this last job was referred to me by Irene. If you're an external reader (though I really really doubt it), she's a really nice girl from college who's also in Computer Science. It's a programmer's kind of work, so I guess and hope it's a bit more technically oriented than the last. Anyway, I told the guy
who called me that I couldn't talk at the moment (I wasn't about to discuss a job offer right in the middle of all my colleagues here at PC), and that I'd call him later.
, about an hour ago, I got another job offer. Two weeks ago I got a job offer for Flash presentation and web page upgrades. But it was all aesthetic work... stuff I'm either not good at or don't like. I think it was a good job, if I could've managed it. Shame. And this last job was referred to me by Irene. If you're an external reader (though I really really doubt it), she's a really nice girl from college who's also in Computer Science. It's a programmer's kind of work, so I guess and hope it's a bit more technically oriented than the last. Anyway, I told the guy who called me that I couldn't talk at the moment (I wasn't about to discuss a job offer right in the middle of all my colleagues here at PC), and that I'd call him later.And now my stomach's aching with hunger() and my bladder insists on delivering its load.
) and my bladder insists on delivering its load.In addition to that, I'm presenting my Compilers project on Friday. And a chorus recital next Wednesday. And after that, the road's all free to go to Gringolandia with my family.
So this week and a half is the final run before vacation time
. It's gonna be so weird, living in some other country WITH my family. We're all gonna live in a basement (WE means 4 male, 4 female) during winter time and XMas in Chicago, Illinois for a month and a half. I can't wait to see what it will be like.
. It's gonna be so weird, living in some other country WITH my family. We're all gonna live in a basement (WE means 4 male, 4 female) during winter time and XMas in Chicago, Illinois for a month and a half. I can't wait to see what it will be like.Oh, and no pics this time. Maybe later... I've got a really good one with my dog on it.
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