Wednesday, April 27, 2011

A Diagrm Of A Pirate Ship



Today I woke up terribly tired, like I had crushed a steamroller. And yet no class on Friday ... I'm at the age of the vagus rather than turkey. Lately I've been thinking a lot, breaking his head with nonsense. And just write on the blog and only occur to me nonsense. I look forward to comenteis me, and when you do, I feel that I deserve to read me. But ... is that I am at that time depression that comes from time to time to haunt a bit. This morning I was so sleepy that I have stayed in music. But I've got coaching opened my eyes, it is a place to talk about a guy and certainly interesting to consider.
The teacher has been talking about education in this country compared with others. Awful. And frankly, I support it. We have been told that in Germany you have to have a doctor's permission or if you are not allowed to miss class. You can not miss under any circumstances, and they send you home inspectors to see if indeed you are sick. They have two weeks vacation every month and a half, but of course, then spend in class throughout the month of July. Finish high school knowing Latin, English, French and his native language, German. Do not expel anyone from the school, because they never have problems with students. When they finish primary, according to his notes are sent to various institutes that give each student choose. There is common practice to modules, not like here, where it is characterized as "going to easy." There are modules that can expect to earn almost two thousand euros, do not earn a salary here or those with race. It is the only European country that is not immersed in the crisis. In the end it all comes from the poor education that we give our parents, school, society. Not bad, seen you pull a paper on the floor, or you're stuck beating up another student, and even the teachers. There are these things inconcedibles. Having to close the door for students to not steal other things, have to shout to be red to order, hold the answer to a student to a teacher, having to take a cigarette to a spoiled brat in the campus ... of course we lost the North completely. No wonder we are the world's ass, do you want me to say. No wonder our politicians are crooks. Could it be that it is not everybody? A bus going down, you run into a lady, and after saying "sorry" she replies, "Now I feel bitch." Well, well. Wonderful. Nor am I surprised that the Catalans do not want to be English. Are different. Neat, you know behave, have respect for things and for others ... wing. Keep it that way. I do not intend to change the world with my words. I know these things to people they refanfinfla. But then we continue to be recognized abroad, such as the killing of the bulls, olé, olé and nap. Keep it up. Baby

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