Monday, September 24, 2012

I want to have a million friends


OK, pick just one good friend to write about him is difficult, u know? I’ll be honest, I’m not a sort of Roberto Carlos with a million friends, but I have a few, and isn’t quite easy pick one above the rest.. but as I’m talking about Roberto Carlos, I will talk precisely about one of my best friends, called Roberto.
His name is Roberto Bravo, and yes, he play the keyboard, but is far far away from THE Roberto Bravo, the chilean pianist. Roberto, my friend, is a better guitarist. Maybe he can’t play every song or performance a difficult solo, but the songs that he knows he can play it with true passion, and that’s all that matters, don’t u think?
I think that if I had a band he’ll be with me. Actually, we always play together sometimes, and I'm not sure if we’re good or bad, but it’s always a great time.
I met Roberto at Ovalle, where we both grow up. We were part of the same group of friends, and we assist to the same school, but when we became good friends was here, in Santiago. We share a lot of things, so our friendship is really easy to take. 
I was going to upload a photo when we are in a trip to Ovalle. We travel in his car, so it was pretty cool, because it's awful to travel in a bus sometimes, but unfortunaly, the internet isn't working so good. If i remember, I'll post the photo later.

I'm not a drunk


I think Fiestas Patrias has to be the most waited holidays in the year for all the chilean people, and, of course, I'm absolute agree with this idea. I'm going to write about this year celebration because it was, in some way, special. 

First we could celebrate since friday 14 until yesterday! We were free all week, so we have plenty of time to go to barbeques, drink piscolas with friends, and dance a lot of cuecas and cumbias. In second place, this year I moved with my family from Ovalle to La Serena (I'm studying in Santiago, but I'm from the north), so this would be my first national holiday in this new city. BUT, there I live with my father and my older sister, Daniela. My mother and my little sister still remains in Ovalle, so I passed a few days in there, just eating and sleeping... my mom consent me a lot. 

A thing that I really like about Ovalle is that, I studied all my childhood there, so I know a lot of people, and I could party with different groups all nights (at this point, you will probably think that I'm a drunk, but it's just for the holidays, I swear). Also, Ovalle is a small city, so its easy to move in there.

The 19th I travel to La Serena, and they waited me with a barbeque. We're not a big family (my dad, my two sisters, and a friend of Daniela that lives with them) but we ate meat like a 15 person' family

Finally, I went back to santiago yesterday. I came with some friends in a car, so it was a fun journey. So, at the end, I can say that this holidays were really cool. I can't wait for the next Fiestas Patrias.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Good night and good luck.

Since April I’m writing in this blog. Magical Mystery Blog born when my English teacher said to us that we had to write, every single Wednesday, something about us. Probably this will be my final post, because it doesn’t make sense that I continue writing when nobody will read me. Actually I think the only person really interested in read what I wrote was my teacher, because she had to evaluate me. It’s true that my classmates had commented my posts, but they had to do it. We have to post something in our blog, and also add comments to at least 3 of our classmates’ blogs. So, probably it was just fake interest… Ok, I won’t be so pessimistic, maybe someone learnt something about me and what I like.
As I said once, at this moment the only thing that will help us to improve our English is to practice, practice and more practice. That’s why I think that, beside the laziness that provoked me to write in it, Magical Mystery Blog was such a great idea. I don’t know how much I’ve improved, but I’m sure that now I’m writing so much faster. Not because my fingers, but my head is certainly thinking with more easiness in English.
Sometimes I didn’t have any desire to write, sometimes I wrote to the speed of light, (which in this case is synonymous of mediocrity) but actually I’m very proud and happy with my work in it. I could write about my favorite things and that’s always nice. In the other hand, I used to laugh a lot in the computer lab. I was always fooling around with my friends, commenting ridiculous things in our blogs and things like that.
Finally, thanks to my teacher, I could develop and speed up my English. Soooo… when all is said and done, I can certainly say that this was really nice

I’m going to dedicate you a good bye song:

Sunday, June 27, 2010

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:

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

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 niƱos”. 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

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

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...

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

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.