You get it !

Charlie(to Jake) : Why did the blond stared at the carton of orange juice ?

Jake : I don't know , why ?

Charlie : Because the carton said concentrate. 

Jake(to his classmates) :That's okay I didn't get it either

FOR SALE

I give my projects, works and exams. 

My work schedule is not enough for all the stuff teachers ask to do.

Life is too short and the work's too much. 

Hamlet

- Hamlet: Gone walking! Not back, avenge death.

- Gertrude: Why do you have so many swords?

-Hamlet: Ah, I'm not gonna lie to you, mother. So long. ( He leaves the room)

50's unusual marriage

-Husband: Honey, I'm home!

-Wife: Hi Darling. How are you?

- Husband: Not to bad. I'm hungry, honey.

- Wife: You know what? Me too, darling.

Newspaper' man

-Man: "North Korea shoots another missile..."

-Woman: Um...

-Man: "... United States is worried about Asia's situation"

-Woman: God! Damn it! Stop boring the newspaper !

First letter

Tengo una mujer en cada mano, sólo salgo con ellas para ver el mundo con color.
Las conocí en un antro de esos que sabes que, entras porque no hay más necesidad.

Que frío, que espanto, me deshidrataba hasta en invierno, no paraba de mojar la almohada. 
Las noches más largas, duraban apenas un par de horas. 
De la necesidad de tu cariño, mi cerebro se inventó lo que mi corazón decía, lo que él quería que pasara. 
Engaños, mentiras e imaginaciones, si... Pero también sonrisas, emoción y alegría. 
Vaya, que fácil era la vida, mi cabeza estaba loca, no me lo podía dejar de creer. 
¿Entonces qué pasó? ¿Qué diablos ha ocurrido aquí? ¿En qué momento se rompió? 
¿Cuándo la ficción superó la razón? ¿Cuándo mi corazón y cabeza decidieron unir fuerzas para vengarse de mí? 
Algo se rompió en mí, un sonoro crack aceleró el pulso, me ardía el pecho y la cabeza se me iba. 

De repente, ni la almohada contenía mis lágrimas, ni con botellas de agua recuperaba lo que mis ojos echaban...
Ya no me respondía nada. 

De tanto intentar apagarlo y encenderlo, pensando en lo correcto, al final se estropeó.
¿Y que más daba? Ya no lo iba a necesitar más, no después de perderte. 
¿Aire al cerebro? ¿Y que piense todo lo que estoy perdiendo? ¿Memoria para recordarme lo que he perdido y dejado escapar? 

Ahora, gracias a un superhéroe de esos con bata, tengo dos mujeres en cada mano a las que veo cada 10 horas y que me invitan a un vaso de agua. 

Dos mujeres que no quieren dejarme ir hasta que no se me olvide porque letra empieza tu nombre.

Chocolate mouse for dessert

I woke up, it was a cloudy day, deserted roads...I did not know what was going on. Like every day I went into the subway and arrived to my study place: Ces Don Bosco.

Nobody was there, it was very late, how estrange I thought. So I went to the canteen and there it was, the dead body of an enormous rat, suddenly...

-A sandwich?It´s free..

Mr Potato

-I have knew teacher mum...a very estrange one..

-Estrange? 

-He makes us call him "Mr Potato" he can get his arm and put it in his leg, he can get his leg a put it in his ear...and the most estrange thing...

-What?

-He is going to make us an exam of the film "Toy Story"

A murder in the shadow

Just two weeks left for exams. Everybody is nervous for one subject in concrete. We don’t know how to study it. Will it be a difficult exam? The teacher is famous for failing an 80% of his students. He is known as the murder of Ces Don Bosco.

Will we be his next victims?

Potato's life

Tomorrow I have an important exam. I go to bed and start staring at the ceiling of my bedroom as it was like a blackboard where it will appear the solution of my problems. I am exhausted but nervous don’t allow me sleep. I am thinking in a calm life, without problems not even worries as a potato.

2 0 1 3

Today is another ordinary day. When I wake up I turn on my iPhone and I look the Whatsapp and check my messages. Right after I check my Facebook "Wow! Look at this, she was in a party last night", two pictures more... Finally I get up, have a bath, eat a couple of toast bread while I check "the news" from Twitter. 

While I´m going to school I'm listening to the radio. Announcer says that I must follow him at Twitter or Facebook if I want to be update "Hey man, it is ironic" I text in Facebook. 

I say hello to my classmates, talking about weekend. "Where´re the  questions about my weekend?" Dude, I watched you were at Claudia´s party and you had a good day isn't it? 

" Jesus that is really boring isn't it?" I asked my closer friend via Whatsapp. He answered me with a  link of news that I can check.

Oh man coming back my 3G didn't work and I inform my friends which underground stations it doesn't work.

I want to talk with someone but my conversation ends right away because I really know all about my friends.

Watching TV, a spot says that exists a new Toyota Rav4 which is sold with Twitter. "Cool, everybody can know where I am when I'm driving".

Good night! " I text" and 30 minutes later I finally fall sleep, "I said good night but there were a pairs of friend who wanted to know more (to gossip) about the picture I saw in the morning. 





Well, Orwell, you did. Your legacy is clear.People can be changed  but society will be always the same. Maybe we don't call ourself by that name but we really are. 

If you had read the "I've read this and I accept" when you created your profile in Internet (nobody does it) you'd read 
that you accept turn into BIG BROTHER, cause you be always watching them.

Clear Underachievement

- Hey man! I thought you like potatoes !
- I can't eat them dude !
- Are you doing diet?
- No man ! You´re joking?
- Calm down bro ! Medical prescription? 
- No man !
- So... what the hell is your problem ?
- My teachers have talked with my parents and they said that I fail because I am a couch potato !

Life cycle

His mother was crying, she couldn't believe it, her little had gone. 


She still remembering his first steps, his first tooth, his first day of school, their afternoon  snack, his cartoons, his innocence. 
All has occurred too fast.



Yesterday her little boy started the university. 
He is a man.

Tatcher

Margaret Tatcher was a very important figure in English society. She made poltical and economic reforms that helped England to end the crisis. She become very popular with the country´s economy recovery and the victory in the Maldiva´s war.
She is an icon of english society. She will always be remembered as one of the main characters in the England' History.

Desperation

- Peter we must go, policemen are about to come and arrest all the members of the strike.
- Not one step back! Our rights are in danger, we must fight to secure the future of our children!
- Okay let's do it then.

1984-1985

With a blow, scabs still working like beavers to assemble all the pieces for the Iron Lady´s suit of armour. 1984.