Ana Pires 2.0

Having construction work done at home is horrible.

There has always been remodeling work being done in my my house, as far as I can remember. There was always something. If it wasn’t the floor on the living room, it was a pipe on the kitchen or a leaking in the bathroom. Really, I cannot remember a single time in my life where the house was completely okay and in which I could take friends over or simply walk around barefoot.

There’s one person to blame here (maybe two, the other one for allowing the first one to do what they want), but that’s not what I’m here for.

After all the work on the hall and on the corridor of my house, it was decided that it was time to get new doors, clean, fixed and with no holes in them. All the work is done independently, by us, so it does take time and effort. Measuring, sawing, cleaning with sandpaper, varnishing… The kitchen and living room ones are already done. It’s my bedroom’s turn now. So, I’ll have a new door by night time. What’s the problem?

As the new door is being prepared, the old one had to be taken out. This was in the morning. Right now, I have no door in my bedroom…

I can’t be there knowing the door is opened, let alone knowing there is no door! When I’m on my computer, which is where I spend most of my time, I have my back turned directly at the door. It freaks me out knowing my family may pass by and see me doing whatever I’m doing at the time. And no, it’s not that I’m doing something I shouldn’t, I could be staring at the desktop for all I care, but it just freaks me out. I like my privacy, and there’s nothing wrong with that.

My brother saved me today. He let me on his PC (which he doesn’t use much, since he has his iBook), and made a guest account for me to entertain myself with, as to avoid the discomfort of being in my door-less bedroom, filled with the drilling and sawing noises. He let me on his bedroom most of the day too. He’s gone for the night, and I’m all alone now. Wait, not true, cat’s purring in his bed.

…Imagine if something went wrong and the door could only be completed tomorrow. That’d be fun!

Remember I said I was going to London these 3 days? Well, I’m still home.

My brother was getting a little over excited and planning longer trips. After some discussions on the matter, we realized we lost too much time deciding how long we’d be staying and let too much time pass to actually plan the rest of the trip. This was on the 14th, with the parting day being the 17th. Too little time to plan everything.

Besides, I don’t want to be away from home more than 3/4 days, specially now. 5 tops! I know it sounds nerdish, but stores and things alike close early in London. After that, all there is to do is take walks. And we all know London isn’t considered very safe, particularly at night. What would I do after 9 or 10 PM when we were at our little hotel? No laptop, no Internet, no TV (there’s one actually, but it’s too expensive too keep on for long periods of time). 5 nights doing nothing. This Entrudo’s break is only 5 days long. I also have Friday (in which I’m skipping school) and the weekend, but still, it’s not that long, and I’m tired and feel like resting.

We’re postponing it until the Spring break (2 weeks), or until Summer Vacations (2 months), just after my final exams from school. Or maybe some other time, who knows. I’ll just have to entertain myself with Google Earth until then.

Today we had a Physical Education written test, and it only lasted for 45 minutes (half the class). Then, the teacher gave us permission to leave.

My class mates went to the cafeteria and I decided to go to a little coffee shop near our school, on my own. I consider the lady who works there very nice. I asked for a Coffee Milk (galão) and sat on a table, waiting for those last 45 minutes to pass.

An old man the waiter started calling “Grilo” (Cricket) came in and asked for a glass of wine. They both sounded very familiar talking to each other. Out of nowhere, he said “Look, a beetle” and pointed outside the coffee shop by the window laughing. Some people were walking by, so I didn’t really understand. Since they were both laughing, I figured it was some kind of inside joke or something. He looked at me still giggling, and I didn’t want to seem rude, so I smiled back, even though I didn’t understand what the laughter was about…

Then he said it again, but in the feminine. I looked outside the window and saw only a woman passing by. A black woman. And then I got it.

Dude, what the fuck!
How stupid can these people be?! It’s not clever, it’s not funny! It’s offensive, completely idiotic, and it shows ignorance and rudeness! And in the middle of a freaking coffee shop, by a school, where there are children and teenagers. And said by an older person who, supposedly, should be wiser and listened to. What an idiot.

I don’t find that lady very nice anymore.

Right now, I’m thinking I should have said something at the time. Don’t really know why I didn’t. Maybe because I smiled the first time he said it and looked at me.

I’m so tired of everything and everyone. At the moment it’s like nothing feels exciting or interesting, and I’m just so bored and fed up with it all. I just feel like being in bed and sleeping. Or trying to, at least. Even if not sleeping, just being in bed does it.

I have two field trips with school this month. I don’t think I’ll be going anymore. I say ‘anymore’ because I was actually pretty excited about them a couple of months ago.

And my brother just suggested a 3 day trip to London. London!

I don’t feel like leaving the house, let alone the country. And there’d be so many things to think about, the flight, the lodging, the money, the security, the money… I really don’t know. But it’s London! One of the places I dream the most of visiting. I may not have a chance like this again, and I’m sure I’ll have fun once I’m there… We could go to the London Eye, we could see the Big Ben, we could take a ferry boat on the Thames, we could visit the Natural History Museum (*geeky squeak*), we could try to speak with British accent…
If we were to go, it’d be on the 17th, 18th and 19th, which would be a weekend and a Monday. Then I’d have the rest of the week to myself, since it’s the Entrudo’s vacations.
Blah.

That’s it I guess, just needed to take it off of me.