It´s His Birthday

Friday night didn't end too badly, could have been worse.
I managed to leave an hour early from work and so i took the boat to the southern shore.... The panic I felt with all that undulation.
I met with David and we were  like....2 hours (something little) waiting for Mauro and Diana to come and catch us.
We were only 4 to Azeitao, Sandro and Chico ended up for not appearing, Sandro, cus he went to Viseu, his grandmother had fallen into a ravine (who the hell in this rain goes in these places?) And Chico because he was too stoned to find out the access.
I was very happy when I saw miguel, but with the other guests, the thing was something else....  The other guests were mostly older people and a group of young people can't be completely free to speak and do what they want next to the elderly.... fortunately someone offered a game to Miguel and we went to a tiring-room to play it.
A little before midnight we said good-bye and i ended up getting  sleeping at David's house, where i met his mother, a very dear person. The next day I packed my things and went back to my home´s comfort......
... Unfortunately i must have eaten something bad, which made me feel sick the rest of the weekend.

My intention now is, whenever I get together with friends, to take loads of photos .... but there are some people who simply don't cooperate and this time there was no good pictures at all.

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Keep Me Here!

A few more days of work.... I think im starting to have a routine.

Day 10

Complicated morning. The work has been almost nil.
But it's Friday, which means WEEKEND.

There was no movement during the morning, i know the courier is out for a couple of jobs, but only that for the day??I’ll die!!!
***
Yep, i died of boredom.... I don’t have anything to do, only to unmold those arrived works.

Day 11

Well, I spent my Monday writting, so here I have a will, but there is much laziness, I'll try to summarize.It was a bad day, i started the day with a desire to weep.It seems that i made some shit, I have changed work out of place.  F. forbade me to fix things without first viewing.
Thumps up for my incompetence.
F. also doesn´t look very well today, i might be completely wrong but it seems to me that she is super sad and has eyes who looks like she spent the whole night crying, or else, she simply smoked before coming here ... But hey, i’m just saying.... The morning was super BORING. It is the saddest thing ever!
Today I was on the train and I came across one thing that annoys my spirit, but making a scene in the middle of the train isn’t good, so it’s like Shut the Fuck Up or Die (I prefer to shut, my  health insurance isn’t that  good), but still, I think is a tremendous lack of education, especially when the train is crowded, a person comes and leans against the post, where are the others suppose to grab?
***
It's after 12am, but my job is nil, at least mine, because all the others are in an uproar .

... Au Revoir Simone is on the radio, the soundtrack from  my  drawing class. Lord!!!! how I miss drawing nudes.

Today was a dentist day... Long life for anesthesia. It must have been the highlight of my day, again, the girl Susana (my dentist) and girl Silvia (the assistant) always cheer me a lot.
Ah yes, I made great shit in the afternoon. I changed a date from a work, which was for an earlier day.

Thumps up for my incompetence ... again.

Day 12
Worst day ever.
I made a lot of crap, I changed works, i booked the wrong remittance dates, whatever, it was a psychologically whimper this day.

Day 13
I got late to the lab.
The NATO summit got Lisbon in a reverse caos...
There wasn't almost any work today, which makes me upset, really, i kinda feel bad for not having things to do.
Today is a "The Walking Dead" day, my new Tuesday night addiction.
Last night I ended my pins, they got super nice, but i'm running out of lace.

Here they are!!!!

Day 14
The day has gone well, it's almost 1 pm and the work hasn't been much.
I know i've been careless with the blog, but I got home really tired...
***
 The rest of the day was a brave shit ... shit behind shit...

Day 15
I started the day by having a conversation with Ana about my performance, this week was very bad and i needed to know what was her opinion on my performance.
I must say it calmed me and i think i improved my work (i'm just sayin').

Day 16
I know this day will go wrong, and the fact that it's going well, make me suffer for anticipation.
My work has been very little... Or this afternoon will scold or Miguel's birthday will be an authentic disaster. And it is from public knowledge that things never goes as planned  back at Azeitao, and normally i'm the one who gets burn, believe me.




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Is There Room For One More Son # 2

Day 4

The amazing dentist.

I'm more awake than yesterday. F. let me took the plaster from the mold and after I cut them, I had nothing to do. F. went out, maybe for 10 minutes, which seemed like hours. I feel pathetic here without her, I don’t know what to do or how to proceed, is like the first day in kindergarten, when your mom leaves you and you stand alone trying to figure out where to go or whom to talk. When she arrived (yes, I looked like a puppy wagging its tail) we went to the office, where I organize the bills book, which i would love to say it was easy, but it wasn’t. Luck was not on my side and all the paperwork got to the ground, but at least it didn’t took to long (just a little) to get everything back in order...

So the dentist, i left a little early at lunch to go to the dentist.

Major flaw.

Even after two anesthetics, the pain persisted and i was remanded for a next visit. Eat after was out of question (I ended up not lunching) and I'm here at the eating table with them, and they are eating  and i’m cursing this anesthesia ...

Just an aside, these people speak very little... i just want to scream to break the routine course.

I would talk, but my lips are weird, and before I can open my mouth, I’ll laugh my lungs out and I’ll be embarrassed, cus, seriously, my lips are weird because of the anesthesia. It is very boring when those around you don’t speak the same “language” as you do.

Where are the gossips about your colleague’s life? The props materials list for the next project? The smell from the fabric room? Where are this things?

Day 5

Awsome rain is back and my parents left me, they were so nice, a rain hat with broken rods...Luckily i had a bonnet with me. The day was from worst to best  ...

The sleep did me captive until noon, so i didn’t work any better, my income was below zero. After  lunch, I got trim and F. put me in the drill ... Awsome!!!!!!!!!!


Day 6

Amazingly, I managed to get out of bed, she was my friend and left me out ...
It was a good Monday, I felt very useful, it was very productive for me.
I learned how to use the drill and I must say that so far, that is my favorite part of the job, it’s just me, alone with myself, somehow it calms me, is not that genre of work that has to be done fast, that must be why i like it so much.

But i leaft early to the dentist.
Maximum power in anesthesia .... Sweet.
I suffered greatly in the previous query and I was in heaven when the drill reached my tooth and i didn’t feel anything.
Happiness!!!!
And then, and I was so hungry, I couldn’t eat anything for 5 hours .... Despair!!!!

Day 7
Horrible. bad morning, i broke two molds when i was trying to unmold and F. was always correcting me and becuase i hate being correct (who likes????), i got upset. The afternoon went better and i met the post office boy.

Day 8

I've been noticing that my mornings are to forget. It’s all ok when I leave home, but when I got to the lab, it’s like all mourning fell on me, and this morning was the worst. I was in the same room from 9am till 2pm, just running plaster, there were so many entries and when I thought I had some free time to go to the loo, something else camed. Of course, with the abundance of entries, I ended up changing some ... I depressed a lot and i almost had to shut myself up in the bathroom to weep....I missed a lot my rags, my metric ribbon,  the sewing threads and the needles, the chalk and the sewing machine, the fabrics, their texture and smell. Don’t get me wrong, I'm enjoying the lab, but i’ts impossible to apply my creativity at all.

It’s the artist's death.
I just hope this inhospitable feeling wont last.

Now i’m going to do my chocolate cake for lunch tomorrow.

Gluttons.



Day 9

The day is getting FLAT!!!!and I say this because there is no work! The flood of yesterday has given way to a decent today.

It’s almost noon and my work until now was: cut a mold and enter a work that reached in the mid-morning.
I sang ahead of time. A half hour lunch, comed 11 works, and I'm about to faint from hunger.
***

I felt my lunch in my stomach drop like a striker, we only eat after 3.30pm. LMAO
After lunch more work camed, but more work to me means more work for them tomorrow.

We had tea at 5.30pm, I must say I don’t really like roasted chestnuts, but my chocolate cake was divine.

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Is There Room For One More Son

Day 1

I got in at 9 am.

Ana introduced me to Patricia, she has light hair and is a dear, to Monica, friendly but quiet (even more than me), it seems to me that she is the latest addition to the lab (before me) and Ricardo, the only guy in the group, is tall and stout and frightens me a little... Oh Ana is the boss.

All the girls seem to be nice and all speak softly, it doesn't bother me, but its like i'm back to kindergarten with my teachers. I also met a courier ... despite being nice and having a playful tone, he didn't captivate me. Monica and Ricardo work on a bench opposite to Patricia. Ana works mostly in another room, where they put the false teeth look like real teeth, occasionally Ricardo is also there.

Excuse me but i haven't yet memorized the technical names.

Ana showed me the plaster and I did some molds, but I'm always very afraid,  i also learned to use the  plaster "shaper", which I have to be careful for not getting a finger cut.

Day 2

Today i met Filipa, the girl who is leaving and who will "transfer" her post to me. It's her, who is teaching me things now. She is very accessible and she seems to be very balanced. She was a saint, in having such patience with me and taught me things over and over again. I just liked she smiled a bit more, despite that, she's like the other girls, but i'm always afraid to bored her with my questions, i know some are a little obvious ... I punish me later.

But I learned a lot from Filipa. I made a new clients list and  F. taught me to make the entries log and one thing or another from accountancy.

Day 3

Bad day for me.

I woke up with tons of sleep over, super tired and more apathetic than a dead one.

I stayed in bed until 7:30, which wasn't good. Because of sleep and tiredness I felt a genuine useless. F. spoke to me but it was all a blur in my ears and because i mostly saw her work, my constant yawning and closing of eyes, put me in a bad mood.. F. taught me to make the bills to other clinics in the super weird computer program.

I found myself moving very slowly... what a shame.

Ricardo took a girl to the lab, she was also working but i didn't understood her presence there. My sleep, coupled with my colleagues weak vocal power, didn't let me hear anything.

After lunch, while being more alert, the work was, again, looking only at F's work, so i returned to my  dead center ....

I could leave early and i went to meet Sandro. The highlight of my day definitely.

Alginato e Elastômero

A semana está a chegar ao fim.... A minha primeira semanita de trabalho....Sábado é o relato dos dias, que têm sido muito interessantes, apenas tenho pena de agora me parecer tudo muito alienigena....
Não sei se vou conseguir fazer algum bricolage. Apesar da vontade, também há muito cansaço ao chegar a casa...Vou esperar pelo fds e ver o que dá...

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