viernes, 17 de mayo de 2013

I feel like being three things: old, nerd...and something else I forgot


Opening statement: This week I am starting to feel old, but I a way I always knew I was kind of a nerd.

I decided to work on my thesis at the faculty´s library. If you are one of the eleven readers of this blog you should know that- I am not kidding, on the left side of this age you can se there are 11 members in this blog and 8 out of them are not afraid to show their identities! RES-PECT!

Well, at the University, I have lately experienced two very awkward things:

1. The students at the University don´t look like the younger girls and guys I am used to see in the bars I usually go, they students at the University look like kids. I really mean it, they all look like teenagers. I have the constant feeling I am surrounded by dozens of Doogie Housers. Has the education system improved so much that now 16 year olds are college students? 

2. They call me “Señor”. Nobody ever called me Señor. That is freaking weird. They also talk to me saying “Usted” instead of “Tu” - Which is the German “Sie” instead of “Du”…and in English…is something like a polite “You”, but normally people dont respect me, it feels weird! They should stop respecting me!

The second adjective in the blog´s title is “nerd”. Yes, I went to pilates today and if you don´t know pilates, let me tell you it IS NOTHING LIKE yoga, it may look similar, but it hasn’t the meditative part, there is also no incense and at pilates courses they don´t play Enya (I hope Kathrin is not reading this…she is a yoga instructor).

Once more, if you are one of the eleven readers of this blog, you may remember what Matteo taught me about touching things: It is physically impossible to touch things! We can only feel a magnetic shield around them. The charge on our hands has the same value as the magnetic field around the things on our hands, like a pencil or a mobile. So, we actually cannot touch things, we only feel magnetic poles of the same charge which reject from each other.

Well, today, our pilates teacher went very, very esoteric. Instead of starting the lesson by exercising our backbone, she asked us to walk around the room “feeling our feet touch the ground” and also “the ground touching our feet”. The nerd part of me started to talk in my head saying “well…as a matter of fact, my feet are NOT touching the ground and the ground is also NOT touching my feet”, but I remained calm.

Then, the instructor asked us to touch the walls with our hands and asked us “Can you feel the wall? Can you feel the wall touching your hand?” This is the point when my nerd part almost went berserker. I just wanted to tell the instructor “I am sorry Lucia, but you are saying lots of bullshit! The wall is not touching my hand and my hand cannot touch the wall! It is all a magnetic poles rejecting each other!”I did not know how irritating it could be to know some basic physics on a pilates lesson.

There was a third thing on the blog´s title, but I forgot what it was. Maybe it was today´s backpack incident at the library. You may know this photo from facebook but if not, take a look to it: It summarises the relationship of my life with that thing people call “good luck”.
I realised I was traped at the very moment I wanted leave the library