I came from San Rosendo

I born in Santiago, but when I was only one year old, my family decided to move to Ovalle, and since then I lived in there. So, considering that I grow up in the north, I always simply said that I’m from there and not from here. At the end, I don’t have any memories from Santiago. I was too little.

However, arrive to Santiago to study wasn’t difficult at all. Actually, I like Santiago. I’m thinking that maybe I can say that I’m from Ovalle, but my chip is from here. I’m adaptable.

One of the things that I like about Santiago is the large number of things that you can do, visit, or enjoy. As my sister says is “a world of possibilities and the sky is the limit”. And this, in comparison to Ovalle is diametrically different. If I was a tourist guide, I’ll make a visit to the Racalamac Bridge’s during the night, because it’s by far, my favorite place in the city.

About the things that I dislike, I think I will say the weather. The winter is too cold, and the summer is too hot. It’s too extreme, but it’s the only thing… I’d like it was a little bit more balance. Anyways, I love Santiago.

Achievements Unlocked

It was hard to think what I did at the first part of 2012. I feel like it has been a long time ago, maybe for the winter’ holidays, plus all of protest and mobilization… I don’t know, but, after a long time of meditation and regressions I came up with two things that I want to share that I accomplished during this time.

FIRST: There’s some class that I enjoy more than others at the university. The ones that are purely about journalism are my favorites, so TV was a good class. The last project was creating a TV program in that all class was involved. I was the “Assistant Director”, which means that I have manage all the times in the show, and also calm down to the director (it’s not a joke). I had a really good time making the program and we did an excellent job. It’s a good memory.

SECOND: I’ll continue talking about journalism and my achievements. This year I started to write for a magazine ¡and my articles were published on paper! It was pretty cool to saw my name printed. The magazine is called “La Magia Azul” and, actually, my good friend and classmate Aristeo invite me to participate in this project. I’m still writing for it, and I’m happy about that. 

Despite it all, I think it has been a great year. I’m only hoping that the Mayans are wrong with all of the world’s end thing. 

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.

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:

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