Waka Waka

I’m not a big fan of videogames. When I was a kid I get a PlayStation One for Christmas, and no one could beat me. But I fell behind with the arrive of PlayStation 2 and all other game consoles. Also, I usually try to avoid this kind of games because I become addicted, and I behave like a zombie. Despite of it, I have a favorite videogame, but it’s a classical one. Everyone knows it because it’s too much fun for being overlooked. I’m talking about PacMan.
As I was saying, I think it can’t be possible that anyone hasn’t played this famous game at least one time in his life. PacMan is so vintage and classic that it doesn’t worth it to explain what it’s about –in despite of I could spend some lines talking about that.
What I like about PacMan is its simplicity. It just has one screen that is changing its walls as you’re completing levels, 4 bad guys that probably are at the top of the biggest villains, and, of course, our beloved and starving hero Pac “pizza-face” Man.
By the way, the football fever that attacks humanity at these days is also related with this game. PacMan should sue Shakira for the copyright of the “Waka-waka” sound. We all know that it belongs to PacMan. Or am I the only one who imagine the Colombian’ singer eating apples and escaping from ghosts while she’s singing?
Recently, PacMan celebrated 30 years since it was released. Millions of people have been part of this phenomenon, so it’s certainly rightful to ask “how much has PacMan influenced to the humanity?” Maybe it sounds exaggerate, but I’ll let that this quote of Kristian Wilson (Nintendo Inc, 1989) speaks for itself…
“If Pac-Man affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in darkened rooms, munching magic pills and listening to repetitive electronic music.”

Stupid but funny video about PacMan The Movie:

Mini-me

I think everyone will start this post with the sentence “This photo was taken…”, but I can’t because I don’t have any idea when was taken this picture. Actually I don’t even know where the hell I was at that moment. But I like it anyways…
Now I’m going to explain why I chose this picture:
First of all, because I don’t like to see me in pictures, so it’s a good plan to choose a photo with me in it, but where I don’t look like me. Also, when you’re a kid you can’t look bad. Even ugliness in childhood is cute for everyone
In second place, I like this picture because it remembers me to the soap “Carrusel de niños”. I think that all of us saw this soap at least once in our childhood. And I look like Cirilo.
Also, my expression is funny. It’s like I didn’t understand anything that what was happening in that moment. Maybe the logic would say that I should have a happiness face, or even a scared face. Instead of it I look like I didn’t find the meaning of the merry-go-round. Maybe I had been always so thoughtful and intellectual (brp)
Finally, I like the vintage style of the picture. It’s worn-out and stained so it gives to the picture a little bit of mysticism.
PD: The stain above me looks like a ghost or something like that. It’s like Casper

High Fashion Music

When I lived in Ovalle I couldn’t go to every concert that I want. Everything happen in Santiago and nothing happen in Ovalle, so it was difficult for me to get enough money to pay the ticket, the transportation, the lodging and everything else. So when I moved the last year to Santiago I was very excited thinking in all the concerts that I’d go. And I did it in that way. I have bought tickets instead of clothes, books or food sometimes.
I’m going to talk about the last concert that I went. 3 weeks ago, The Devil Wears Prada came to Chile. It doesn’t have any kind of relation with the movie, and if you were thinking of that I have to tell you that you have lost 5 years of your life. This post-hardcore band came to present its fourth album, call it “With Roots Above and Branches Below”.
These five guys from Dayton, Ohio, played in the Rock&Guitarras club. It’s not a big place but it has an awesome sound. And the Devil Wears Prada show was not the exception.
The concert was early (7 pm) and I had a test that day. So I finished the test the faster I could and I ran to the Rock & Guitarras. I met with my friends and the show was just beginning. I can’t describe how awesome was the show. Maybe the only thing that I can say is that at the second song I was entirely wet and I barely could breath.
These kinds of concerts (not so known bands) are not so expensive. But you feel the cost at the next day. When I woke up I noticed the most horrible pain at my neck that you can imagine. I couldn’t move my head for two days. Too much headbanging...

Don't hate me

When I suggested this topic with my friends, we were thinking to write about our favorite English teacher, trying to avoid pick just one teacher of our whole life. I think it will be ok if I only write about that. Also I don’t wanna think too much.
I’m going to talk about my current English teacher. Some people will think that I’m doing this just because I want to get a good mark, but actually is probably that she won’t be very happy when she read this. But I’ll do it anyways.
I like her class because I can’t imagine how would be an English class with another teacher… well, maybe I can: It would be the most boring class in the world. I’ve heard that in the others levels the teachers are old and ugly ladies. And for that reason I thank god everyday (Yeah sure). My teacher is young and I believe that she likes the same music and movies that I like. So, she is cool.
In our level, English is just practice, so it’s absolutely necessary the existence of confidence between the teacher and the students. I think Miss Daniela is capable to do that.
A few weeks ago I added her to Facebook, and it was very funny. Maybe we used to talk about things with no sense at all, but it was nice. I was very sad when I realized that she erased me. But wherever… I wanted to write about her anyways.