lunes, 10 de septiembre de 2012

Friend.

I think that talk about the “best friend” is so difficult, because I believe that I have more than one good partner... Anyway, today I going to talk about Osmar, my friend since my childhood.
Osmar was a neighbour. He used to live in the same street than me when I was a child.
How I met Osmar? I don’t know, he always was there; like a brother. I think that this relationship was possible because our parents, long time ago, were close friends. Usually, I used to visit his house with my parents. Osmar and me played with different toys imagining that he and me are rivals and compete, trying to know who is better. Anything could turn in to a battle that one of us must win. I remember one night, when we discuss about what milk are better... the chocolate milk or the strawberry milk, was very stupid, but it’s good memory.
Today, the relation between Osmar and me is good, despite the time that we have to talk. The university takes much time of our lives. Even so, all the times that I meet whit him all is like always, in spite of our diferences. The bond that we have is strong.

lunes, 3 de septiembre de 2012

Second Time


The second time started and I didn’t have idea of this notice. Just now I am beginning to understand the importance of this fact.
Rudylámpara
the "lazy spirit"

The first part of the year was too boring and I don’t have much to say about this, leastwise to the university respect. In the life in general, the first “time” was a reflection time. Obviously, I had time to make to many activities, but the lazy spirit posses me and turn the house in a better place to spend the time… In fact, the bigger part of my time (and with this I want to say, all the time, not free time only) I was in my house.  In this context and with too much time to spend, the reflection turns in an activity worthy of be considered.

On the other hand, the first part of the year, was a good time to have some memorable parties and recharge the energy to start a good second time. I live some histories to tell to my sons in the future, examples of the acts that they don’t have to make (like “take a rest” in middle of a square in the morning, later the party… bad idea).

Reconsidering the facts, I believe that the first term was fine, but I grateful that finished. I think that this term will be better… because the lazy spirit left my body.