My semester in general.

This semester was quite intense, mainly for being the last undergraduate. I had to take all the courses I had been postponing for personal reasons, but I learned a lot in English and I also took pleasure in taking the yoga as sports.


I think it was the two courses that I liked the most this semester, despite being the two big challenges for me. However, both teachers encouraged me and motivated me to give more, I think both are very good teachers in what they do. Actually, I think it is a quality of the University of Chile, so I am very proud to be able to study here.

In yoga, I managed to stand up and do some asanas that I never thought I could do, that showed me the power of the mind and how much one's will is worth in everything we decide to do.

 In English, I think it is where I am most deficient ... I imagine that I must have some trauma with this language or that I am simply embarrassed to be wrong about something. I know I have a lot to practice, but mostly I think it's because I get nervous. Well, in all other branches I do very well, in fact I managed not to give any exam this semester (although there are several where I have exempted myself from giving exams), which is very happy.


In this way, I am almost graduated from the psychology degree. I only have to give the exam pending English, where I have no partner ... so I pass the data, if anyone of you wants to be with me or help me to do the test in pairs jejeje. I promise to prepare myself with everything so that I can be victorious.

Home Sweet Home

One of my greatest ambitions is a big house in the countryside, full of plants and a large garden where I can plant and harvest a variety of healthy foods. I would like this house to be round, with a Japanese’s style garden as interior courtyard with great vegetation as well. In addition, I would like this house in the countryside to have many large windows, which will bring a lot of lighting to the home. I also thought that I wanted to have a place to socialize with our friends (mine and my boyfriend, and in the future, our children), where there is an outside entrance to a bathroom that also has a door that connects this bathroom to the interior of the house, but considering that when entering the bathroom, and this it’s occupied, and closing a door, the same mechanism can close both doors.

 I would also like to have a large pool, perhaps in a shared yard with my mother, because I thought we could share a place on the same land, but with separate houses. Something like "together but not scrambled".

 I imagine this house full of decorations and different spaces, such as the Pablo Neruda’s houses, but with much more life and light. I would also like this home to have a big hall where we can practice some things like dances, yoga and different training of theater style or psychodrama. Also, this house should have a recording room (or a simile) and rehearsal for my boyfriend, since what he most likes to do is compose his RAP songs.

 That is my only great material ambition. All other money I would like to occupy it in traveling around the world.

Practice

It’s very difficult for me to understand the dialogues to be heard, It’s so speed for me, I don’t be enough understand the big part of this. It’s so frustrating for me to. I think I need to tune my ear and, therefore, more practice in this. I think I need to tune my ear and, therefore, more practice in this.

On the other hand, it´s much easier for me to read and understand to  I’m reading. Anyway, I think I need to practice in all areas, I feel that it costs me a lot of English (maybe it's what costs me the most in life), I'll try to change this verbalization.

Los Tres Chorrillos

This place is near of my home in Rengo. It’s called “Los Tres Chorrillos”, is very difficult arrive there, because is in the middle of a mountain very difficult to climb and  is necessary walk to much between the hills around two hours from the locality of “Cerrillos”, this place is part of countryside´s Rengo.

I remember in particularly one visit, the first, for the birthday of my best friend Nikita, in February 2008 with my ex-boyfriend, the Nikita’s ex-boyfriend (both boys were very friends) and other friends all. That day we were to camping, was really very nice. Nikita and Checho swam in the second pool when it turned twelve at night.

In general, the people go in bicycle until the hill and from here start to climb the mountain.

This natural and beautiful place has three cascades, each one above the other.  Normally, all the people arrive until the second cascade, because after earthquake, in February 2010, changed structures of mountain and is not so easy to get there. I don’t know any young Renguino that doesn’t know this place… At some point, all we feel the need to go to fill of nature.

I like so much, because is a magical place, full of nature and life and you can go for the day, as it is very near to my home and my friends. Is a place that I recommend anyway and it’s also very near to Santiago, as it’s in the sixth region… I invite you all! 

One of my favorites songs.

Really, I have many favorite songs. The majorite are of my favorite Singer… It's difficult for mi to choose one in particular. His name was Tyron González a.k.a. Canserbero. He die in the last summer, i think he was killed by the Venezuela’s Government, because he was a great artist and he motivated to many people around the world with his politic’s discurse. This guy was rapper.


 Today, I choose the song “Buenas noches”. Particularly, because it’s one of the last songs that he made before die. I like to much for de rythm, his flow and the story is about the rutine of his neighborhood. In this song, Canserbero said Goodbye; i think that he knew they were going to kill him. In reality, he has various songs where he anticipated his death.



 I don’t remember when i heared it for first time, i suppose that last summer, maybe in january. Probably, i was heared alone in my headphones… this practic is usually for me when i travel and walk.


One month before the Canserbero’s death, i went to his concert and didn’t want to ask him to autograph his albums, i thought i would be too much of a fan and that i could meet him, in the future, on another ocassion later when my friends will shared the stage with him… and, well… now is not posible :/ .


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DXHNye9IIf8

The Niggys

I member a present in special, this pressie give me the grandmother of my boyfriends, i call her “Lela” to, but her name is Osvaldina. Some peoples call her “Nina”. She live in Concón, she is widow and she have many good friends of the life. My boyfriends is her beloved grandson, he is the first son, grandson and nephew of this family, so everybody love me to. Years ago, a friend of Lela gave her two sculptures of wood brings from India. I called “las negritas” for their skin’s color, this figures are in position of pray towards a star; one is bigger than the other. One “negrita” measure around of 70 centimetres and the other measure around 50 centimetres, they are very beautiful. Whatever, Lela thought that this sculpultures not combine with her home and her design in general, so she gave me these figures. I received these very happy, because really are more beautiful and wore in every place. Besides, i love Lela to much and i understand her present like some more important that the material. Now, i think it was a precious gift. Many years ‘las negritas’ was lives in my apartment here, in Santiago. Actually, i give they in my home in Rengo with my mom, they are in the entrance of house, welcoming visits. (The photography it's comming)

TNMT

The first thought that comes to my mind when they say series in infancy, is the TNMT: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I loved! I think I still like a lot, I have very fond memories of those cartoons. It was four brothers with names of Italian Renaissance painters: Leonardo, the blue; Rafael, the Red; Michelangelo, orange; and Donatelo, violet. They lected by Master Splinter, who was a sewer rat, the Sensei of the four brothers turtle. This team of brave turtles, fighting every day to fight the evil of the streets of the city, trained martial arts and ate pizza, which they asked to Delivery. They also had a very good friend, a dangerous girl he saved from danger at some point, her name was April and she wore a yellow jacket fashion 80s. I liked what they were daring these ninjas tortujas and I also liked their martial arts techniques. In fact, I had dolls that mimicked McHose and although they were not very large or technology, I loved too. In addition, the series was very present when I learned to talk, so not called "Tortujas Ninjas" but "Cocugas inyas"; I had a little trouble understanding the difference between "Indian" and "ninja" now it seems very funny. Definitely, I think it is the most significant series of my childhood.

Nikita

Beautiful Nikita, first bestfriend of my life. With her we met the first day of kindergarten classes, because we sat at the same table, which we shared with 3 more boys, including my eternal best friend also called Carlos Felipe. Nikita we have always done many things together, including going to Tocatas, go to the river, even we lived together a while a few years ago, since we are both Rengo. I've always said that Nikita is like my brother, even sister, but "broda" with that quality. Two years and two months ago, Nikita was mom of the cute and smart Rebeca, this baby is the smartest and cunning girl I've ever met in my life, certainly. These days I feel very honored, because my friend Nikita has chosen me as the godmother of her daughter, we will make a pretty spiritual ceremony in the river, no religions only love for Rebeca in the nature. I'm so excited! With Nikita we allow ourselves to see some years, since she moved to the United States some years, between 14 and 16 years old, approximately. However, our friendship wasn´t destroyed or changed at all, and so has remained: there are times when we have not seen for some time, but the relationship remains intact. I think also we spend a lot between one and another, and sometimes we are well followed. Now I'm in the process of moving to Rengo, I'm so happy to see Nikita and Rebe more often.

My paradoxical birthday

Two years ago, i celebrated my birthday in my department with my boyfriend and my friends, include my roommates (two friends: Ixa and Paula) and the boyfriend of one their (Paula), this boy is very good friend of my boyfriend, since they were children. Everything was O.K., this night we all had a grate time, the birthday was a nice celebration. My school’s best friend came to visit with their boyfriend, they will sleep in the living room.

Among all the friends who were that night, was a Ixa’s friend (girl), who will sleep with she in her bed. But, when the party finished, Paula, Ixa and me we went to sleep, but my boyfriend and boyfriend’s Paula and friend’s Ixa didn’t and they stayed in the kitchen drinking alcohol remaining. I woke up at the six of morning and very angry i went to look to my boyfriend and he went to sleep with me, but didn’t the others guys. The ending is more freak, because this guys finished in the bath together, in the front room’s Paula. Everything was a tragedy and a bitter happy birthday. Since there, Paula didn’t return to our department.

I want know the roots

The grandfather’s father was palestinian, he arrived to Chile in the 20s. His name was Halil Abutabil Giadala Abdala and he maked family in Santa Bárbara, where my grandfather Fernando was born. Always, I think about going to meet Palestine; I think a place full of mystery and history, history of my family. I have many ideas about Palestine, I imagine of various ways and forms, with others architectures and others cultures so different, I really draw attention. I dón’t know other countries, I have only visited some cities in Chile and I don´t travel in aeroplane, which scares me a little. In my family often intermarry descendants of arabs, but my grandfather was catolic and married with a Chilean, and we lost part of arab’s culture, but not all. I think, ever we all wanted know Palestine, maybe it’s a frustrated dream for various Giadalas. I hope, with all my hearth, I can go someday.

San Vicente's party

The last year i dond't celebrated the national holydays, because my grandfather/dad died in september 7. For this reason with my family we were don’t participate in the national's celebrations, we were in the mourning. This national holydays was diferent, i was with my Friends of the life. Particularly, i was with two Friends and we went to a locality near Rengo, called San Vicente de Tagua Tagua. This place is very nice and funny for this national’s parties, because is a place in the center of the country with the ambient `dieciochero`, since San Vicente is part of the `zona huasa`. Incluse the police are different at the police of city. We were to San Vicente two days in the car’s my friend, because is apart to Rengo, arround of thirty minutes in car, but haven’t locomotion in the night. This panoram was very funny; first day we were only three, and the next night we were with girlfriend and brother of the one of my Friends, and one couple’s Friends. The celebrations was so pleasant that i was that travel to Santiago with my Friends in your car and lose my ticket’s bus, because the after day (Monday) every was so confused for me.