sabbatic Year

Really, I never have one “sabbatic year”, because all the time I study: in the secondary education and then in the universit. For this reason I don’t try to visit other places outside Chile, but when I finish my career, I want to travel to other sites for example, I want to try visit Granada, in Spain.

But I prefer travel in other time of my life, because I need to work inmediately because the Money is very important for me in these days. I prefer saving a few sum all the days, and in the next year I consider this possibility. Today, my economic situation don’t permits me this privilege, because my parents don’t have a big remuneration. I remember a school friend, she always was visit all the places of the world, and my question is: Where she obtains money?

The sabbatic year is for other type of persons, but in other moment of my life I can enjoy this possibility, and when this moment arrives, In first term, I prefer visit the arabian sites because this architecture is surprising. In second term, I visit my nieces in Chillán, because I don’t see they in a several years, and they are very old at the moment! (ajajaja) Finally, for my free year, I prefer visit to my father and my mother in Curicó, because since I study in the University, I don’t travel all the weeks and they are very worried for my new personality, a distant personality.

I a pig

In my personal experience, the environment is a very important fact in theory, because I promote the importance of the purity of our mountains, rivers, and the air. But in the practice, my action changes all the time because I make harmful things who that affect the place where I live, for example I throw the batteries to the garbage.

I haven’t planted one tree in all my life! My indifference reaches to the extreme because the urban life (in Santiago) changed my perspective and I prefer the inhuman life. In my house in Curicó my mum has a big garden that I like, all the wind is very soft, and I visit this place because it’s very attractive and I have one dog (it’s beautiful!).

Also, the importance of the organizations to protect the environment doesn’t invite me to develop my own conscience, but my friends are very interested in that fact, for example they pick up the bottles of beer after the party in the university, and I consider this attitude as “hippie”. The environmental organizations are very important in the University, and they advertising for the protection the nature, and water the plants, and promote the healthy life of the body and the order of the grass.

They put much letters across the university, but one day I broke one of this because I hate the hippie man and women, because the middle-class life permits this interesting and the revolutionary conscience are not prefer in the present thanks to the humans.

I don’t use the bike in Santiago because I don`t have one, but in Curicó I take one and I used this when I go to this city. I think that the modern life excludes the use of the traditional elements, and the activities of the human are deleted in progressive form. I don’t think about this fact change.

In conclusion, I think that the environment is very important, but in the practice I a filthy person, a pig.

River of beer

In the past year, I remember a day in which I enjoyed with other friends in the University, and I drank in that place all the beer of the universe. For moments, I don’t remember what happened, and many people arrived in my group, and for this fact I'm very happy because my body is in electricity state of mind and I run for other party in which I was swimming across the river of beer.

But the great moments don't follow for all the night because the horror arrives and this fact stops my funny experience. We went to one house in Ñuñoa, and I don’t remember for what reason I went to the bathroom and I hit one piece of the bath, and it’s broken. The sound of the crack is very intense, all the water of the bath goes out to the bathroom, and it be flooded. For this reason I finished my alcoholic performance and I worry for the state of the house, and my friends listened the catastrophic hit, and they went to my position and they answer to me: What’s happened? I don’t understand the reason of my attitude, but all the persons in the party roar with laughter, the sound and my terrible face permits the question for all the men and women.

Camilo, the owner of the house was very angry and the people of the party stop the music and turn the lights. I see all the people and I understanding the problem! But this fact is one of more performances of mi unfortunate life, my “amarga” life.

Regards