A place for everything and everything in its place

Next week is going to be a week of happenings. The English course ends, the classes start (4th year at college! Still two to go though...) my sister turns 19... and so it will be a week full of consequences (I have a composition to handle in, an exam to do, a party to throw, and lectures to attend to *sigh*). On top of that I still have some personal notes from last semester to organize. Busy week ahead.

But first things first. I was going to work on the composition, or maybe study for the exam, but I felt like postponing it and blog-posting before. I know, surely, waiting until the bottom of the ninth to do things is an old and bad habit I must drop, and that is right on top of my goals for this year (cross your fingers, I might manage it). But some twenty-minute delay won't do any harm.

Secondly, I would like to share two expressions I came across recently. Take a peek at the example below:

'You'd better not drop the ball this week again.'
'Why that? You say it as if it had been me, who'd broken the scanner!'
'Just wake up and smell the cofee, all right? You know you were the only one at the office when it happened!'

When someone "drops the ball', they make a blunder, or fail in some way. And 'wake up and smell the coffee' is something you say to someone in order to make them aware they're wrong about something they should realise.

Finally, a note on the expression

A place for everything and everything in its place.

It is used to say that the best way to keep tidy is having a place in which to place each thing, and to keep them there. A nice and funny definition can be found at the Urban Dictionary:
http://www.urbandictionary.com/author.php?author=Reginald+Spaz
compare to the definition at the Phrase Finder:
http://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/14400.html

My farewell!

More on being back.

Back I am, a result of. . . yeah (again) I am doing an intensive holiday english course. But that doesn't matter, let's work our fingers to the bone now and for as long as we can. That said, compromise made, let your hair down, and get anxiety off your chest. It's not going to be all boring. Remember: all work and no play will make Jack a dull boy.

What some people recently pointed out, (putting my nose out of joint by the way) is that they just had to migrate to other blogs, once mine was depressingly discontinued. That made me sad. . . I mean, think. I like having a finger in every pie, and that usually leads me to scattering my focus and energy over a large number of activities - put simply, I do nothing properly, even though I do lots of things. For that I think I can be sorry.

Having experimented a little on many things lately amounts to a bigger knowledge and a better selection of my pies this semester. . . Hopefully I'll be more focused and will be able to fournish the world with a better output, metaphoricaly and geekly speaking. So much for the reckless maintaining of my notes.

As now I am receiving a continuous input of publishable information (aha, there're the stimuli), I reckoned it wouldn't be really painful to have one rack-my-brains session or another every two or three days, so as to write down something for you guys (as if there's anyone left).

Then keep your eye on it, there are going to be more posts.

Back. (?)

Hi everyone. Back again, yes we are, hopefully, thanks. It is not worth explaining the. . . perceptible disruption in tadpoles' updating, and therefore I shall go straight to business (to satisfy those sharp wondering minds as for the motor behind the ressurection, I can spare two words: holiday course).

Blood is thicker than water.

As usual, a little saying to season the post. The above sentence is used in order to convey the idea family bonds are stronger than others. Sort of expression likely to be listened to as one's lectured by one of their parents, if they're creative enough.
Also, and that's the context in which I happened to hear the expression, it can be used to justify one's unexpected attitude, as in:

'Weren't you "dead tired"? Why didn't you go straigt to bed and went shopping then?'
'My grandma's asked me to help her with the shopping. You know, blood's thicker.'

I could (and definetely would like to) write a lot more. But let's save it for the future. Lastly, to the sceptics about "tadpoles strikes back", can't help but say

Better late than never.