What semanita!
Well, what was said ...... What semanita!
Friday, November 27, 2009
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we start to tell?
According ...
My father is a professor, so you have to do some stuff called "schedules" which are a hundred pages each ... and are a real to ... Puñeta true! xD
The fact is that my father has been up with work, to which is added to the program using this year has taken to be funny, so he deletes part of the programming, copy what you do not have to copy, life bothers all you can ... Come on, the program was a good film!
Total, one week if alone, because my father was hooked on the day of software funny.
And you will say, what about my mother? Travel ... so we had to make our meal at 3 pm which is when we got home (diverse cuisine, by the way xD: lentils, hamburgers and meatballs). We ended up eating at four ...
And now, a good nap ... Stop the car! What nap? No way! A study!
Why is it that, I have not had exams not! And on top to's in a row!
Tuesday: science for the contemporary world, Wednesday: physics and chemistry, Thursday: biology, Friday: French.
In addition, the physical and chemical examination is in the afternoon, so I removed a lot of time to study biology.
This has been the weekly curriculum:
-Weekend: science for the contemporary world.
-Monday: palizón physics.
-Tuesday: palizón biology and physics and chemistry.
-Wednesday: palizón biology.
And on Thursday, is another story .......
Do you remember the contest I participating? Is the short story competition? The awards ceremony was Thursday at 9.30.
that day (which was yesterday, by the way xD) was super-duper: I was with a friend to study French at home, then go together to the awards ceremony. The fact is that a mishap occurred, and I have to plant in your home at 5 pm. I find that setback at 4.40 and I in shabby tracksuit, no shower and no fix. Overall, I had to lose your ass: seven-minute shower (calculated Oo), place in a bag the clothes I was going to put that night, save the material to study French and do a job for a contest (draw a cow which cow left us! 8)) and take the makeup. Unless room was already ready! Oo I never had such a hurry! ^ ^
Well, I came home from my friend, studied French and made the cow. Under me and everything was great! ^ ^
The nine and a half! But we had to make some photocopies ... In the end, not photocopies hiceron ... And came to the closing at 9.50! >. <
looked like a jelly, had never shaken so much! How nervous I was! I could not sit still, and no nonsense stopped releasing the mouth ... Anyone who heard me, think I'm crazy! xD
And begin to deliver prizes! And I, panting nervousness. And my father behind me, his hands on my shoulders, scared. I almost asked a Linden! And with good reason!
Y. .. at last ... the announcer pronounce three numbers: 14/08/1946 ... My story! I mention especially ... Honorable Mention! Honorable Mention!
But
UU .. no prize
But not bad! ^ ^
Beside me, a meter was on the microphone the presenter, and only heard my friend, a hundred feet to the back of the room screaming pasting! "Ayrel, you're the best!".
the end, I began to really study French at 12.30 (luckily my father is not forgotten here.)
But I think the test is I did well! ^ ^
Well, this has been my week ... "Not bad, right? xD
Thursday, November 19, 2009
How Can I Know If A Scorpio Man Likes Me
Never underestimate the power of my freedom
Appreciate my sorrows
Laugh at my revolution
it will survive
like grosshoppers land on their earth
and start jumping again
elevating themselves to the sky
without an end
I will represent your thoughts Those
You Have Been hiding in the dark Those
You will feel You are out of the shadows
nothing more Than dancing with an umbrella
When the rest of us enjoying Are Each Tear. Karla H.
Romero
Water 
Linseed Oil On Stretch Marks
Waiting for Christmas ~ ~ ~ Afternoon
Square trees in my city in Spain's starting to decorate with these lights remind both cascade snow, and the town hall and there are angels.
The shops devoted to the holidays for weeks have been festooned with red, green and white.
smoke chestnuts Avenue runs from top to bottom. Smells like Christmas!
And I wanted, and ...
starts (finally) the cold winter, and begin to have a real urge to light up the fireplace and listen to carols.
Panneton The first package has already fallen in action! Guess who gave a good account of him? And I, of course! With raisins, with candied orange, with its cookie, with a good cup of coffee ... * ¬ * In short, there are few things better than a good Panneton.
In English and in Matthew, the two most prestigious stationery here, did not take long to decorate the window with tinsel and figurines of the Nativity. Ferrandiz postcards not been done to pray ^ ^.
Each year, portalillos are better and more realistic figures!
When started to hang Christmas lights on Avenue? I can not wait to see them again!
I love Christmas!
Of the few parties that actually live in true union with the family, not just on Christmas Eve, Christmas and New Year ...
It's great to get up at eight am on December 22 in a bathrobe and slippers, winter, and you find all the TV slopes, with the four lottery tickets, hoping at least one stoning. Together for the money ... But united! No? And, I love to sit on the couch with my parents and start listening to the children of San Ildefonso sing the number.
And not just this date means to win the Lottery jackpot Christmas!, but the beginning of the real Christmas.
But before this ritual, there is a better and more fun.
A rate of more traditional carols and noisy (type. ...... fish in the River ") decorate the house together. In the end, always take the same photos silly, kind of "the dog with Santa hat Chinese," mom with tinsel scarf "or" dad tree with star on his head. " It is a memorable evening.
Christmas! We met at my aunt we wear our best clothes (although certainly not out of place with my cousins \u200b\u200bxD), my aunt prepares his famous Ham and Cheese Rulo * ¬ * and stuffed peppers!
And the next morning after getting up at seven to open presents from Santa Claus, played back is to fix to return to the house of my aunt (who at this time, more than a house, it seems an inn xD), and Christmas. ^ ^
then have six days to enjoy the last of the year, crouching next to Bethlehem and see the light bulb that mimics a fire in the wood oven in the bakery. Another nice entertainment is made to look like a mirror, on the balls of the Christmas tree.
Exit to the street at tardenoches, covered up his face, muttering a "Merry Christmas" is not understood because of the scarf to everyone who passes, is another of the great pleasures of the holidays.
Then came New Year! Again prepared as we had not done all year, y. .. My aunt's house, of course! xD wonderful dinner made by all the sisters (my mother and two aunts msi) that the table handle them (my uncles and my father), we, the cousins, we often take to take things to the living room.
Dinner at home, all in like sardines, because they are my godparents, with his three sons, their girlfriends, and children of the eldest of three, my uncles hosts with her two sons-in-law of my aunt host, four of us (my father, my mother, my brother and me) with my sister (sometimes) ... shortage and this year my grandmother (which we lacked last year) and my grandfather ... U.S.
Run, which are a quarter to twelve! Guys, the twelve least ten! Hey, the computer, five minutes to twelve!
And we are all to by our cans pitted and peeled grapes in the kitchen, we apiñonamos in lounge chairs watching TV, where you see and Sun, and locals with its grapes, and Ramón García y Ana Obregón. Would you comment on "how not to freeze to death this woman?" do not miss it!
Rooms! The room! Ohg, shit, I was wrong! Quick, quick spit! No, no, they are the bells!
Total , if one does not stop gagging, rolling on the floor looking for the ultimate grape or surrendering to the evidence that is not able to make them twelfth to while the bells, you've been very lucky ...
Y, barabunta weapon ... "Happy New Year!" "Indeed, who are you?" "I think I am your niece ..." "Sorry daughter, have not seen you in the meantime arm," is that, hugs are given as "sissy last!" And hala! Run for your lives!
Of course, occasional anger at the collapse of the telephone lines down!
Toast! It is the only time my parents let me take a bit of alcohol ... and when we remember which are no longer ... We provide for them!
Y. .. to wait for the Kings ...
But that, I tell you another day, I've excited tonight! What are we to November 19 and I've told my New Year! Oo
if ... Live Christmas waiting ... ^ ^
The shops devoted to the holidays for weeks have been festooned with red, green and white.
smoke chestnuts Avenue runs from top to bottom. Smells like Christmas!
And I wanted, and ...
starts (finally) the cold winter, and begin to have a real urge to light up the fireplace and listen to carols.
Panneton The first package has already fallen in action! Guess who gave a good account of him? And I, of course! With raisins, with candied orange, with its cookie, with a good cup of coffee ... * ¬ * In short, there are few things better than a good Panneton.
In English and in Matthew, the two most prestigious stationery here, did not take long to decorate the window with tinsel and figurines of the Nativity. Ferrandiz postcards not been done to pray ^ ^.
Each year, portalillos are better and more realistic figures!
When started to hang Christmas lights on Avenue? I can not wait to see them again!
I love Christmas!
Of the few parties that actually live in true union with the family, not just on Christmas Eve, Christmas and New Year ...
It's great to get up at eight am on December 22 in a bathrobe and slippers, winter, and you find all the TV slopes, with the four lottery tickets, hoping at least one stoning. Together for the money ... But united! No? And, I love to sit on the couch with my parents and start listening to the children of San Ildefonso sing the number.
And not just this date means to win the Lottery jackpot Christmas!, but the beginning of the real Christmas.
But before this ritual, there is a better and more fun.
A rate of more traditional carols and noisy (type. ...... fish in the River ") decorate the house together. In the end, always take the same photos silly, kind of "the dog with Santa hat Chinese," mom with tinsel scarf "or" dad tree with star on his head. " It is a memorable evening.
Christmas! We met at my aunt we wear our best clothes (although certainly not out of place with my cousins \u200b\u200bxD), my aunt prepares his famous Ham and Cheese Rulo * ¬ * and stuffed peppers!
And the next morning after getting up at seven to open presents from Santa Claus, played back is to fix to return to the house of my aunt (who at this time, more than a house, it seems an inn xD), and Christmas. ^ ^
then have six days to enjoy the last of the year, crouching next to Bethlehem and see the light bulb that mimics a fire in the wood oven in the bakery. Another nice entertainment is made to look like a mirror, on the balls of the Christmas tree.
Exit to the street at tardenoches, covered up his face, muttering a "Merry Christmas" is not understood because of the scarf to everyone who passes, is another of the great pleasures of the holidays.
Then came New Year! Again prepared as we had not done all year, y. .. My aunt's house, of course! xD wonderful dinner made by all the sisters (my mother and two aunts msi) that the table handle them (my uncles and my father), we, the cousins, we often take to take things to the living room.
Dinner at home, all in like sardines, because they are my godparents, with his three sons, their girlfriends, and children of the eldest of three, my uncles hosts with her two sons-in-law of my aunt host, four of us (my father, my mother, my brother and me) with my sister (sometimes) ... shortage and this year my grandmother (which we lacked last year) and my grandfather ... U.S.
Run, which are a quarter to twelve! Guys, the twelve least ten! Hey, the computer, five minutes to twelve!
And we are all to by our cans pitted and peeled grapes in the kitchen, we apiñonamos in lounge chairs watching TV, where you see and Sun, and locals with its grapes, and Ramón García y Ana Obregón. Would you comment on "how not to freeze to death this woman?" do not miss it!
Rooms! The room! Ohg, shit, I was wrong! Quick, quick spit! No, no, they are the bells!
Total , if one does not stop gagging, rolling on the floor looking for the ultimate grape or surrendering to the evidence that is not able to make them twelfth to while the bells, you've been very lucky ...
Y, barabunta weapon ... "Happy New Year!" "Indeed, who are you?" "I think I am your niece ..." "Sorry daughter, have not seen you in the meantime arm," is that, hugs are given as "sissy last!" And hala! Run for your lives!
Of course, occasional anger at the collapse of the telephone lines down!
Toast! It is the only time my parents let me take a bit of alcohol ... and when we remember which are no longer ... We provide for them!
Y. .. to wait for the Kings ...
But that, I tell you another day, I've excited tonight! What are we to November 19 and I've told my New Year! Oo
if ... Live Christmas waiting ... ^ ^
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Eat Skin Of Dried Salami
Vaga ~
I'm here, bored in front of my duties of literature and computer screen. From the speakers sounds of James Blunt Wise Men, and hours go by soooo slowly, like grains of sand falling clock.
A grain ...
One grain ...
One grain ...
Tic ...
Tac ...
Tic ...
Tac ...
And then, I decide to avoid a little, and give a "Create New Entry." I let my fingers walk alone, it matters little what I say or what they can tell.
simply let the keyboard sounds on the tips of my fingers, like the ticking of a clock. Clack, clack, clack, click ... The click it has the space you've always wanted to be very original ...
bored yawn.
is one of those evenings when you feel that nothing worth getting off the couch, even though you know you have miiiiiles of things to do.
A day without boredom ... A boring day ... Another day ...
I just finished making the task of English, and life is costing me to copy a picture of stanzas of language ...
I said, the evening wanders ...
I started writing this with the intention to do so poetic ... Proof that my fingers are those move alone is that it does not look like a poetic prose.
Today on Sunday, a quarter to nine in the evening ...
Uf ... I did not know it was so late ... That depresses me more ...
Only one thing I hate more than on Monday, and Sunday, because it is the end of the weekend, the best of the life of a student. Two and a half days to do what you damn well please ... But come Sunday, and whoooole is hump!
hate Sundays ...
hate laziness ...
hate not knowing what else to say ...
The ticking continues playing in the background ...
Tic ...
Tac ...
Friday, November 13, 2009
Pokemonprism How To Get Cut
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Again, I have little to apologize for what happened to me here ... But it's no wonder!
The biology teacher continues its habit of not leaving a day without examination.
a minute! They are chasing the first Christmas advert of the season! OO * ¬ * The announcement of the Christmas Lottery! *.* Ooooh!
Well, ... I missed the excitement ...
Okay, I ...
I've been so busy especially since I am participating in a contest short story of my city. I finished the story yesterday and the last day to register was today! And I could not even going to give myself. A friend has done me the favor to take it, because I had to leave for home to get into bed and two frenadoles, with headache and fever TT
The story I loved my parents, and my mother moved Yeah, I know, who are my parents, and I see with good eyes, but what the heck! I can not help getting excited! In addition, all works, not awarded as prizes, will be published ... in a book that nobody reads, that it is free ... But will published, which is important! ^ ^
addition, the first prize is nothing more and nothing less than ... € 800! And the second, from € 540!
So ... to see what happens ...
I hang the story when given the jury's verdict.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Yiffy Gay Dog & Donky
Free Time? I can not remember! >. \u0026lt;
Uff ... Finally! One minute! One minute to get into the blog and say something!
And, no I'm having a quiet weekend (I think, since it began the course, I have not had).
Look, I'm participating in a short story contest for young people in my town. I learned of the contest will be two days, and lost his ass on the playground of my Institute to get the bases and enroll.
Well, I got it! I signed up!
The bad: I had no idea what to write>. <. Así que, me pasé la tarde del jueves con el folio tan blanco como mi mente.
Finally, the bulb lights up! Idea, idea, idea! I get frantic.
But I have to spend the afternoon TOO and midnight for information.
And yesterday, at 2 am, give birth to my relatillo! TT Tears of joy and champagne!
Peeeeeero ... has many errors ... so, play correct ...
But, of course, are we going to leave the Biology a quiet weekend? Over his dead body!
"Guys, test on Tuesday or Wednesday!
top, it is not clear ¬ ¬. Now that's making life easier ...
So get down plays ...
top, wind makes a movie, so I've been whoooole the day with the light of hose, which I hate, I'm bad (can not stop coughing) and over my head hurts ...
Come on, a joy ...
Uff, but stop complaining, I'm bored to mourn.
I'll make a list! Yes!
We'll see ...
I love:
The color blue.
Read fantasy.
Laura Gallego and Memoirs of Idhun.
Write the first thing that comes to my head.
Madrid.
Playing Monopoly with my family and my father prevent cheating xD.
Song.
View great movies.
History.
Biology.
My best friends ^ ^.
Jokes.
crafts.
Surfing the internet.
Role Playing.
Put on heels.
The Fanta.
Telepizza barbecue pizza.
couscous.
I will stop saying things that I love I'll blow the keyboard with my drool xD.
And now ...
Hate:
early.
Spiders.
heights.
to a teacher ... ¬ ¬
Physical Education.
Reggaeton.
Sexism.
A slimy guys on the street.
Headache ... uf!
The rule ¬ ¬.
football.
That look bad for me to read a book of more than two pages that is not even to go up note.
The hair, and wax ...
ham.
dry my hair at night Oo
The sighs of the fans of the movie (not the book) Twilight whenever named Edward.
chalk dust.
cables! Uff
I think, by far so good, right? Is ... going to call me Ash or something xDD.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Does Make Up Have By Products Of Aborted Babies
My Cleo ^ ^
Sorry, sorry, sorry! >. <
personajillo
Take
Sorry, sorry, sorry! >. <
But, well ... Today I would like to introduce you to a very strange personage, which leads me, uff!, More than half of my life!
personajillo
And that is my dog, Cleo.
Cleo mouth open, panting, teaching each and every one of his big teeth, which, however, only used to eat the feed.
was always a quiet and peaceful animal. Never bitten any dog, much as it's been attacked.
Cleo is already nine years is not a puppy any means. In his view, saddened by the years is serenity and tenderness, and monitors the living and family from his mat at the door like a mother watching her children play.
His tongue hanging, drooling, his nose, comically, while, your ears are held upright and tilted, picking up every sound that occurs in the environment.
suddenly tired, yawns so picking up a pink tongue and opens her mouth like a snake, throws back his ears, lowered his head and ends up supporting its snout elegantly crossed legs.
Nevertheless, she does not cease to watch us.
Suddenly, his master called. The master is that the more authority you have in your herd, consisting of a wife he loves her, and her daughter, the mistress. I had another little master, but he had left home, leaving the pack.
Cleo levatna a jump, and begins to have the lashes of her childhood.
favorite toy-a sonic burgers which broke his whistle, and runs happily to the master's chair, offering him his toy.
Master laughs and pats him on the back affectionately.
She answers to her touch, like a cat rubbing against the legs of the master and the couch, filling both of dog hair.
The master complaint, with a tender tone in his voice, and the whole family laughing.
After this demonstration of affection, he returns to his place, wagging his tail.
The mistress gets up, wanting to show their affection to her "sister", and when it is already lying on the mat, the mistress lies down beside her, supporting his head on the animal's belly, feeling his breath.
The mistress sighs, and the two closed eyes, quiet.
Monday, November 2, 2009
How Can I Unblock Solitaire On My Computer?
Uufff, working with the bloody English! ¬ ¬
Vale, took from seven in the evening, and are now a quarter to eleven, trying to make the pu ... Ether job title: Ireland.
I've wanted to do with Gothic letters, well, very cool ... Except for the miserable little detail that are a ... Put ... fucking with ... bloody disgusting! Uuuuuufff!
First, I entered the word Ireland, so I had to erase everything he had done (he had done to the first A), and shrink.
Again lyrics, to the N. .. and suddenly I realize that ... English is work, work is done in English ... And that the title had to be in English!
Back to erase ...
And back to draw the letters.
I enter a miracle: the D in Ireland it just me, and it is ugly ... But it was to remove the ovaries and running time to draw! So, I'm going to shower ...
I return, I look at my work ... I do not like, but I leave ... The
Remiro. Still do not like ... But he had done many times! What laziness! The
back to looked again ... and boraro start by ... Fourth time! Phew!
Finally, with great effort ... I got it!
Oeeee, oe, oe oe!
And, well, after this round clip and relief, I turn to focus.
You know what? Today I want to write something ... I do not know ... Any nonsense ...
We'll see what I get ...
rain slowly licks the window pane, wiping it with care.
The water falls gently, making a pleasant winter afternoon.
I curled further into the Scottish rug my grandmother. Still retains its sweet smell.
support my lips on a cup of hot chocolate by the fire, which burns steadily, warming the atmosphere.
's cold, very cold. The thermometer on the window tells me to be six degrees. However, this cold and rain create a relaxed and welcoming.
leave my cup of hot chocolate beside me on the carpet where I lie and come back to catch the old thick book and I'm reading.
"lit a third match. Soon was seen sitting under a magnificent Christmas tree, was richer and better than last Christmas Eve saw through the window of the house of a wealthy merchant.
She raised both hands, the match went. All tree lights rose and he saw that they were only stars.
The Little Match Girl has always been one of my favorite stories. Realistic, sad, palpable, cold and cruel . Andersen was not writing for children, of course.
And yet, as a child I appreciated.
I'm sick of stories for little girls, all cheesy and sappy, who spoke of enchanted princes and princesses blue that they could not solve their problems by themselves.
turn the page.
Oh, the Little Mermaid!
reflected how I remember all those fairy tales adapters. Liars.
The Little Mermaid is one of the few atosuficientes princesses, who really was in love. The only princess who knows what love is unrequited.
Eye
ran through the lines, diluting each of the words carefully (and sometimes difficult to understand because of facsimile) on pages lived.
"the prince asked him who he was and whence he came, she looked at him with fresh air and afflicted unable to say a word. Then the young man took her hand and took the castle. Every step was, as I said the witch, causing her excruciating pain, however, the arm of the prince ascended the marble staircase as light as a ball of soap and they all admired her walk funny. "
"- Ah," thought the little mermaid, unaware that it was me who took him through the water to the convent to save her. Love each other. "
"And the little mermaid, lifting her arms to the sky cried for the first time. Were heard again in the ship songs of joy, but saw him and his lovely wife looking wistfully playful foam water as if they knew that she had rushed in waves. Invisible, hugged the wife of Prince, gum smile and then her husband came up with the other daughters of the air in a cloud of pink rose to the sky. "
Y, and similarly when it closes a book, my eyes close, but not to forget the stories I just read, but to revive in the world of my own dreams. From my own stories.
Well ... What has left me ^ ^? 
Vale, took from seven in the evening, and are now a quarter to eleven, trying to make the pu ... Ether job title: Ireland.
I've wanted to do with Gothic letters, well, very cool ... Except for the miserable little detail that are a ... Put ... fucking with ... bloody disgusting! Uuuuuufff!
First, I entered the word Ireland, so I had to erase everything he had done (he had done to the first A), and shrink.
Again lyrics, to the N. .. and suddenly I realize that ... English is work, work is done in English ... And that the title had to be in English!
Back to erase ...
And back to draw the letters.
I enter a miracle: the D in Ireland it just me, and it is ugly ... But it was to remove the ovaries and running time to draw! So, I'm going to shower ...
I return, I look at my work ... I do not like, but I leave ... The
Remiro. Still do not like ... But he had done many times! What laziness! The
back to looked again ... and boraro start by ... Fourth time! Phew!
Finally, with great effort ... I got it!
Oeeee, oe, oe oe!
And, well, after this round clip and relief, I turn to focus.
You know what? Today I want to write something ... I do not know ... Any nonsense ...
We'll see what I get ...
rain slowly licks the window pane, wiping it with care.
The water falls gently, making a pleasant winter afternoon.
I curled further into the Scottish rug my grandmother. Still retains its sweet smell.
support my lips on a cup of hot chocolate by the fire, which burns steadily, warming the atmosphere.
's cold, very cold. The thermometer on the window tells me to be six degrees. However, this cold and rain create a relaxed and welcoming.
leave my cup of hot chocolate beside me on the carpet where I lie and come back to catch the old thick book and I'm reading.
"lit a third match. Soon was seen sitting under a magnificent Christmas tree, was richer and better than last Christmas Eve saw through the window of the house of a wealthy merchant.
She raised both hands, the match went. All tree lights rose and he saw that they were only stars.
The Little Match Girl has always been one of my favorite stories. Realistic, sad, palpable, cold and cruel . Andersen was not writing for children, of course.
And yet, as a child I appreciated.
I'm sick of stories for little girls, all cheesy and sappy, who spoke of enchanted princes and princesses blue that they could not solve their problems by themselves.
turn the page.
Oh, the Little Mermaid!
reflected how I remember all those fairy tales adapters. Liars.
The Little Mermaid is one of the few atosuficientes princesses, who really was in love. The only princess who knows what love is unrequited.
Eye
ran through the lines, diluting each of the words carefully (and sometimes difficult to understand because of facsimile) on pages lived.
"the prince asked him who he was and whence he came, she looked at him with fresh air and afflicted unable to say a word. Then the young man took her hand and took the castle. Every step was, as I said the witch, causing her excruciating pain, however, the arm of the prince ascended the marble staircase as light as a ball of soap and they all admired her walk funny. "
"- Ah," thought the little mermaid, unaware that it was me who took him through the water to the convent to save her. Love each other. "
"And the little mermaid, lifting her arms to the sky cried for the first time. Were heard again in the ship songs of joy, but saw him and his lovely wife looking wistfully playful foam water as if they knew that she had rushed in waves. Invisible, hugged the wife of Prince, gum smile and then her husband came up with the other daughters of the air in a cloud of pink rose to the sky. "
Y, and similarly when it closes a book, my eyes close, but not to forget the stories I just read, but to revive in the world of my own dreams. From my own stories.
Well ... What has left me ^ ^?
Sunday, November 1, 2009
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Does learning and what to study? That is the question!
Uff ... I just go through a blog (very cool, by the way: http://nosequhacerconmivida.blogspot.com/ ) that reminded me of a question with this one quite complciada.
My future.
And, Is very difficult to pick the race that you are studying! There are many factors to consider! That if the outputs, if you like, that if the city, if the note ... Uff!
When I was younger, I was tempted to do a vet, but someone told me I was good at teaching, so do teachers. Then I discovered how much I enjoyed writing. Okay, now I looked like a Complutense University in journalism with books under his arm (and perhaps a Prick xDDD under the other arm, and Letizia). Relatively recently, I began to weigh biology ... And even medicine!
And now, sixteen years did not rule out any such possibility. Ole, ole and ole! Anybody is more uncertain than me? xD
Veterinary : I love animals *.*. I have a German Shepherd dog named Cleo, a rabbit belier that my brother called ears and two birds zebra finches, Zoe and Loh-ren. Also, I have sixty chips that talk about cats (breeds, care, history ...). It would be very happy with this work. The bad: tie me too with my patients, and losing one of them I would be horrible to accept. "I'd get to overcome this problem? Not to mention very imporante: would a life in my hands, they can often get to be very nervous. I do not know if he had the nerve enough to make an incision of life and death.
Teacher: Most of my choices are geared to teaching. I love teaching people to grow, to be important for someone, apart from family and friends, be a model ... Also, do not discard the possibility of going to teach missionary children. ^ ^ Problem: here in my city, teaching is very undervalued, which makes all they have to do a race like noses and do not study the choice, greatly lowering the level. Segudo problem: lengthen my stay in my city (which I want to go as soon as possible) to five years instead of two which is what does the degree. Third problem: I have bachelor of science, and end up choosing this career seems like a waste of energy to study physics and chemistry, mathematics, science, biology, etc ... Although I like a lot, of course ... Fourth problem: goodbye to the Complutense, who was one of my dreams
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Journalism: I almost feel like it, because it gave me the possibility of giving language classes and doing something I love : writing. Also, could reach very high positions, such as getting into the country, or be the future xD Ana White. Problem: it is letters, so that the scientific bachelor little for me. Second problem: if you mount it very well, got starts, but not ... Third problem: when this exam, one that carries me forward is philology, and philology, I have it discarded completely (I do not like Latin and Greek ¬ ¬).
Biology: I love biology, and is one of the options that you give more weight. Problem: it also has few exits ... Teacher or biologist, but neither I dislike *.*.
Medicine: I gave a lot of laps for the money, level, and the respect that I would ... But, of course, that the race has Mandango: 10 years? God! If the ESO seemed eternal, do not know what I'm going to look ten years of career! And the same problems as veterinary: would life in my hands. Uff ... great responsibility ... If I'm not even sure of doing well pulling my Nolotil for menstrual cramps, what am I going to face strong medicine prescribed?
And, with this brief overview, I explain my biggest dilemmas xDD.
Uff ... I just go through a blog (very cool, by the way: http://nosequhacerconmivida.blogspot.com/ ) that reminded me of a question with this one quite complciada.
My future.
And, Is very difficult to pick the race that you are studying! There are many factors to consider! That if the outputs, if you like, that if the city, if the note ... Uff!
When I was younger, I was tempted to do a vet, but someone told me I was good at teaching, so do teachers. Then I discovered how much I enjoyed writing. Okay, now I looked like a Complutense University in journalism with books under his arm (and perhaps a Prick xDDD under the other arm, and Letizia). Relatively recently, I began to weigh biology ... And even medicine!
And now, sixteen years did not rule out any such possibility. Ole, ole and ole! Anybody is more uncertain than me? xD
Veterinary : I love animals *.*. I have a German Shepherd dog named Cleo, a rabbit belier that my brother called ears and two birds zebra finches, Zoe and Loh-ren. Also, I have sixty chips that talk about cats (breeds, care, history ...). It would be very happy with this work. The bad: tie me too with my patients, and losing one of them I would be horrible to accept. "I'd get to overcome this problem? Not to mention very imporante: would a life in my hands, they can often get to be very nervous. I do not know if he had the nerve enough to make an incision of life and death.
Teacher: Most of my choices are geared to teaching. I love teaching people to grow, to be important for someone, apart from family and friends, be a model ... Also, do not discard the possibility of going to teach missionary children. ^ ^ Problem: here in my city, teaching is very undervalued, which makes all they have to do a race like noses and do not study the choice, greatly lowering the level. Segudo problem: lengthen my stay in my city (which I want to go as soon as possible) to five years instead of two which is what does the degree. Third problem: I have bachelor of science, and end up choosing this career seems like a waste of energy to study physics and chemistry, mathematics, science, biology, etc ... Although I like a lot, of course ... Fourth problem: goodbye to the Complutense, who was one of my dreams
States
Journalism: I almost feel like it, because it gave me the possibility of giving language classes and doing something I love : writing. Also, could reach very high positions, such as getting into the country, or be the future xD Ana White. Problem: it is letters, so that the scientific bachelor little for me. Second problem: if you mount it very well, got starts, but not ... Third problem: when this exam, one that carries me forward is philology, and philology, I have it discarded completely (I do not like Latin and Greek ¬ ¬).
Biology: I love biology, and is one of the options that you give more weight. Problem: it also has few exits ... Teacher or biologist, but neither I dislike *.*.
Medicine: I gave a lot of laps for the money, level, and the respect that I would ... But, of course, that the race has Mandango: 10 years? God! If the ESO seemed eternal, do not know what I'm going to look ten years of career! And the same problems as veterinary: would life in my hands. Uff ... great responsibility ... If I'm not even sure of doing well pulling my Nolotil for menstrual cramps, what am I going to face strong medicine prescribed?
And, with this brief overview, I explain my biggest dilemmas xDD.
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