Monday, September 13, 2004

Woke Up To My Knee Hurting

--- Oh ... okay.

This morning I gave my first lesson in computer science at school that - recklessly - decided to hire me for that purpose. I had to do for two hours with the Swiss-German girls between 15 and 16 years who do not know a blessed and magnificent computer, because they use it at home just to play and chat ... I felt old, obsolete, in the midst of a c64 flood of Centrino practice.
Then I got home and my mother told me that at thirty-two may not be the case going to give lessons with jeans ripped at the knee. He shouted. Usually, when he screams, it's because he's right. From November
I teach technical English at the Academy of La Scala Milan (for god, do not ask ...) and I are already growing anxiety ... is one thing to hold off some young girls, is another kettle of fish have to manage people from twenty to forty-five years since a chip only know English ...
Well, in broad terms, this is my current life (I also have a sentimental, but I might fall for me).
and you ... okay?

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