A blog about "Writing Blog´s"

I like to write about a lot of things, but I need to admit that I have some discipline problems, when I start something is too difficult to me finish it. Something like that happens to me with finish my blog activities but I enjoy it in many areas.
I like very much to learn in interactive, didactic or new ways, and this is one of them, it was so helpful and made me learnt a lot of new words and a lot of new ways of saying. I never wrote so many words in English at the same time, now I’m able to write even hundreds of words in a little lap of time
I dislike to write some commentaries, in so many blogs a have no things to say, no inputs to agree, and in this ambit is so troublesome don´t fall in write the same word all the time or in make some copy paste things. I dislike wrote about Santiago to, I don’t like it so much, and write about it was to annoying for me.


Well the Mauro´s blog was very funny to read, he wrote a lot of our anecdotes, and a lot of really long histories. Also I enjoy the Mario´s blog, his blog was a little more serious but, it had a lot of funny and interesting thing to read to. But an entry was the funnies entry ever! That was an entry of Alberto´s blog, something about Tom Cruise, and just when you open his blog, you saw a very gay picture with a really long commentary with the things that Beto´s loves about him.

A Piece of Art "The Temptation of St. Anthony,1946 (Dali)"

When I was a child I lived a time in Santiago too. In this year’s mi mother works in a big company as accountant, and in one of her travels to the work she saw this "piece of art", rather a replica, at the moment she have no money but she want to bought anyway, because of this she waited a few week while she can saved some money, at the next weekend she can do that and took it to home, after a few years when we traveled to Pichilemu the "The Temptation of St. Anthony" remained in our old home, or  a cousin stole it , I don´t remember well.
This piece is, in my opinion, the most representative work of the famous visual artist Dali, created in 1946. The real piece is painted in oil onto egg linen, is a surrealist work that measures about approximately one square meter. Actually this piece is preserved in the Musée Royaux des Beaux-Arts.
This work represents literally, the religious human temptations at time like:
The triumph and the power, represented by a big but skinny horse, which has its hooves worn and dusty.
 The sex and the woman representation, represented by a woman up the first elephant, and a woman body right up the third one.
And the gold and treasures represented by all the animals with a pyramid above its back, and a gold house carried by two elephants with the most skinny and long legs.
I like it because it piece remember me my old house.

"Santiago"

This time, I need to talk about Santiago the center of the principal economical and administrative activities of Chile; this is a really big city, with a lot o people of all kind. The street performers, the painters, the crazy late guys in the metro station, the dogs, the fast-food sellers in all the corners, the musicians in the buses and a lot of thing give to Santiago a special taste. For the other hand, first the smoke, Santiago haves a big grey cloud of pollution all over the sky, in my first days in Santiago I had some breathing problems with the heavy and nasty air, specially in the afternoon, and second, side by side really, the heat. The heat of summer in this city is unbelievable, after the twelve o'clock or even before the place becomes to a realistic transpiration and isolation inferno, because of this is not rare see a lot of children playing in the street, with the fire hydrant water.

I arrived to this city a few years ago, I don´t have any respiration problems anymore but I still don’t like the air, I live in the periphery of the region, near San Bernardo, La Pintana, y Puente Alto. These places are something like the downtown, little houses, big families, non space for living, twin houses without backyard, and a lot of dirty blocks.  

I think that any person that lived once o more times out of Santiago, believes that is not a good city for living. For me Santiago is only a business center, for study a career but not for work a entire life. Of course I’m writing in the life quality way.    

In spite of this, I like the city colors, the architecture in the old Santiago, the histories, the animals but above all the friend I made.

Pablo´s "Blog Correction"

Well I don’t looking (WW) the horoscope usually, but I interest the (WT/SM) Chinese’s stuff. Anyway, my sign in the Chinese horoscope is Goat or Sheep, because I was born in autumn 1991.

By other hand, my star sign is Gemini, honestly I don’t know what the useless (WW) is of this horoscope. The Chinese horoscope is more mystic and millenary, and is more credible for me.

I read something about the horoscope just when I find it in a magazine or some like that when I go to the doctor or in the hairdresser when I wait my turn. I don’t interest (WW/WT) in this things really.

About the description of the Goat’s sign in www.chinesezodiac.com; this has something that not true for me (SM), for example I don’t have an artistic side or talent for that.  And the goods (WF/WW) works and careers for the goat aren’t my preference for this (WF) topics.

But a couple of ideas maybe are true; in a group I prefer the sidelines rather than the centre, and I’m quiet and reserved. The part when (SM) say about a few “close” friends is totally like me.

About the elements, mine is Metal because I born in 1991, but I don’t (SM) very comfortable whit (SP) the description about (WW) this element; I don’t feel fragile for inside and I am not an appreciative of art. But is true about the metal goats are close to understood and accept this.

Finally say (SM) the compatibility of goat is with rabbits and pigs, but that is for check.

Wrong Word (WW)
Something Missing (SM)
Spelling (SP)
Wrong Form (WF)
Wrong Tence (WT)

"The Metal Goat" Chinesse Horoscope 2012

Every person born in 1991 is a "Metal Goat". Really I don’t know how to begin, but the web page says that this Chinese sign symbolizes character traits as creativity, intelligence, dependability, and calmness.

Calm, I don´t know, I´m a little hyperactive and I have some concentration disorders, but a can to be calm sometimes, I guess. Creative, I can do that, sometimes, I like to draw things, of all kind and, create and make some clay figurines, from realistic things to fantasy, and I like to play the bass, I have created some good songs in some bands were I was, that is creative I thought. Well Intelligence, my friends saw that I am intelligent sometimes, and other times not, because of that I don´t know if that fact is correct at all. Finally I don’t like to be dependent, I try to do my things and don´t ask for help all the time.

Well this webpage also says that the goats born in the 1931 and 1991 are “Metal Goats”, yep I like the “Metal” part, but I still don´t like the “Goat” part.

In that webpage says that the “Metal Goats” are tough on the outside and fragile inside, that is a little gay stuff, well for the other side it says that we are appreciative with the arts, that good I guess, I like all the art expressions except the dance, I don´t know, I´m just can´t to understand the expression itself.  

Now I don´t like my Chinese sign but with time I believe that I can get it.

… and a Happy New Year!

"Merry Xmas"

This Saturday I woke up about ten o´clock, with a little hangover, in a friend house. A week ago I went to my neighbor backyard and I stole a Christmas tree by order of my grandpa, that was a difficult mission, but not impossible, I fall into a zarzamora and a dog bite me but it worth. True History.

Well in my home this holydays are very important, the planning of the dinner begins a few days before, all of us have a special and exclusive mission like light the barbecue and keep it, or prepare the salads, stuff the turkey, gift wrap the presents out of sight of the little children, all of this kind of stuff.

This time, the entire celebration turns around, the littlest person of my family, my niece Maite, she is about four years old, and she likes to be rounded by her loved people, she is scared by Santa, she thought that he is a big bad fat man, who watch to the children all the time, after heard that is unavoidable be agree with that. Because of that she don´t want gift from him, the only thing that she wants was have a dinner with a lot of food and happiness. That’s is the true spirit of Christmas  

Oh! she also wants to see the Grinsh, she said to me that she like him because is green and funny. That was a really good holyday.

My Favourite Xmas Song... muajajajaja ! ♪

"My Favourite Beach"

Well is funny,  if you read some of my previous publications, my favourite beach is spelled in the most of these.
Like I metioned in the previous publications, I lived in the central shore of O´higgins the sixth region of Chile. I lived in this place at least fourteen years, that was good times.
In Pichilemu after the school we, I with a few friends, went to the "Puntilla Beach" like as routine, especially on fridays. Some weekends we went to take some waves, I wasn´t really good enought in this, obyously I take some waves like the others but after a time I get bored and I began to ride skateboard.
Now I like this beach more than in these times, now that I live in Santiago, after all I still have a home to arrive whatever I want, my crazy hippie big brother keep it I supouse, in his own way, with an smoke and a rifle.

I remember the cool weather, the strong wind, I still hating the sand, specially in the socks and shoes, but i like it´s black colours.

Pichilemu is a good small town, with good and kindly people, full of colours and joy, mostly in greens and blues, I really like that beach!!

"Swim" An outdoor activity that I enjoy.

The most part of my day I am in the university or traveling, when I am traveling, the heat is too annoying, and it make me think about cold water, and the amazing that swim for a while would be. Well at the past of an hour this thinking is all that I think.

Luckily a few years ago, when I was a child, my family decided to buy a pool, normally these constructions are too expensive, but in those times my father works in the construction industry as a building contractor, he know someone that know someone that can do the job for a very low price with excellent results.

I learn to swim very young, my grandpa have a special way to teach, and he teach me on his way, he asked to me first, “Michello, do you want to learn??” and of course every child want it, I say yes immediately, a huge mistake but I don’t know it yet. i approached to the edge of the pool, and then he push me into the pool, after a few minutes fighting for may life, i learn how to swim.

I like the water, about a four years ago when I live in the beach, I swim every weekend, now far from there I want to do it every day!

"Everlong - Foo Fighters" A song of my past.

when I arrive to Santiago, I did not know anybody, at then I took about a one year playing bass, I practice the all day, because I don't have much things to do, all of this change when i go to my first day at the school. In this place I met a lot of funny, smart and friendly people, but in special some of my best friends, with those we would form a rock band, or that was the idea.

We practiced every Friday at the afternoon after the school, in this times we practiced a lot, I think that we were good. We thought that perhaps a day we would be a known rock band. We dreamed with never stop to play.

A day on a weekend party, in those days we used to do, starts to sound this song:

We listen to it, and at the same time we said, that's song need to be played by us.
That song is not too difficult to memorize, and its lyrics are so stickies, that was the perfect song for us at the moment.

Well actually we are separated,we never played that song after all, but it still remember us, every weekend, every reunion, when we listen it, what was our dream, and that we should never give up to chase it.

One on One with "Edgar Allan Poe"

Until a few minutes ago, i don't had any idea of with who i wanted to have a one on one conversation, i say until a few minutes ago because my cat gave me the answer. this creature jumped into my window and it remained there, like freezed, looking at me with a crazy mad face for a while. That was my answer! I need to meet the master of mystery and the macabre, the big Edgar Allan Poe.
After a while I remembered that I had not fed  the beast in two days.


The way of write and life of Edgar has converted him to a fictionalized character, often representing the "mad genius" or "tormented artist".  Oftentimes he exploded his personal struggles to give a fee of realism to his own creations. Is a disturbing thought if we know some of his grim tales. Also some people believes that his dark style, and his special perception is only a transferred inspiration from the afterlife.  This would be an interesting beginning.


Are you part of your stories or they are part of you?
Did you think that some of your tales are possible?
Did you think worth write in these times?

The Same journey / A Different way

I've had the opportunity of traveling a lot, especially along Chile, the trouble is that I was too young to remember almost all of these trips, I keep only a few photos and ideas as they were.


Lately I have used most of my summer vacations to return to Pichilemu, a small city of the sixth region (of Chile), known for its beaches and surfing, well, I grew up there, and I think over the years to come it has built a good reputation.


I like to remember the last summer trip to Pichilemu, the plans was different this time. I decided with a group of friends do the trip independently of our families, I like to stress independently, because the plan was to stay, at least, one month only with the resources of our group, some odd jobs and a small but loyal red car.


We were five persons ready and willing to trave from Santiago bound for the beach. Despite some problems on the road, and lack of faith that our parents kept, we reached our destination. On the contrary to what we thought, survive was not more difficult task, the hardest part was putting up with each other.


The memorable part about this trip is that, although no plan end as we expected, or that something failed when we needed it most, I would be happy to repeat it.

September 18

September 18 is an important date in the traditions of my country. Many countries celebrate their anniversary of independence. In Chile there is as well, there was a series of processes to achieve it, since the "Primera Junta de Gobierno" (September 18, 1810) to Bernardo O'Higgins abdication of the position of Supreme Director (28 January1823). My country celebrates the first, on 18 September, although this independence is not yet constituted as such.


As expected this national anniversary, brings a series of festivities and traditions, ranging from food and drinks to games and dances. Not to mention the military parade, in September 19.


Throughout the country is celebrated in different ways, but there are certain homogeneity, such as:
The "cueca", the national dance of my country is one of the main traditions, in fact, to inaugurate the events of these dates, it is almost an obligation to perform "un pie de cueca". In turn there are also different types of dances such as: The Northern cueca, the Chiloe cueca, dancing Easter Island (Rapanui), etc.
One of the most important traditions is the "September bonus" (aguinaldo), a sum of money given to workers so they can celebrate this holiday.
The placement of the flag of Chile in all public and private buildings in the country for Independence Day is mandatory, but the 2010 bicentennial was a bit of flexibility.


Personally every year, when I celebrates this holidays, I have the same problem. I have to decide where to spend the holidays. The first option is a family dinner in Santiago, full of formalities, but also full of food. Unlike the second option are some parties in the countryside, with little food, as i often trave alone, but full of surprises, alcohol and beautiful girls.


I think some time should choose the first.


Uyui!!

Earthquake

As it should be known on 27 February last year, 2010, a high intensity earthquake occurred off the coast of the Pacific, specifically in Chile, my native country.


More striking even than the phenomenon itself, were the reactions that people around me took, and the disorder of priorities. By that i mean that the impression that the act caused me, to prioritize their property that to their own lives, risking even more devastating consequences for their safety.
During the earthquake, i saw many people running out of their houses, but i found out that many people instead go out, stayed to protect their televisions and computers, regardless of the consequences and the risk that such activity brings.


One tends to think that at-risk people should change for the good of all or even activate their most hidden survival instincts, but apparently in most cases, the greed, consumerism, and materialism can be more.
To relax a little the atmosphere, creating the need to know that happened, the closest, dearest people, family, friends etc. And in a second what happened to the whole country and the magnitude of the disaster. Thus collapsed the few telephone lines that were functional after the quake, since most of the media a long time remained dysfunctional. So the story takes more than a few hours, for those who have not had theopportunity to tune in radio stations in Argentina, with a portable radio with batteries or the car.
Personally lived the phenomenon from the capital, but as I am on the central coast, much of my family, out of facing the earthquake, had to take precautions, people of the coastand usually take in case of tsunami, must we know that was the case.

Product that people undertook a journey to the heights, and as my house is among thehighest locations, and in my family we are fortunate to meet many people, my father opened its doors and, according to the story, people nearby, which was no a little, met around a campfire in my backyard, where they faced the tragedy in the community.


 :D!!