23.4.11
18.4.11
términos y condiciones
si este es el precio de tener una vida social activa en internet, dígase en "la red social", creo que hay mejores formas de mantener comunicación con mis amigos y familiares.
17.4.11
bin-jip
gibt es eine andere Film dass mir sehr viel gefällt. aber dieses mal es ist koreanisch.
bin-jip, oder 3-iron (weiß nicht warum), ist das Film.
ein bisschen verruckt, sehr alternativ, die Protagonisten sprechen nicht, sie leben in Häuser den Anderen.
ich denke das ist eine schöne Liebgeschicht.
schau mal, und sagen Sie mir was Sie denken.
bin-jip, oder 3-iron (weiß nicht warum), ist das Film.
ein bisschen verruckt, sehr alternativ, die Protagonisten sprechen nicht, sie leben in Häuser den Anderen.
ich denke das ist eine schöne Liebgeschicht.
schau mal, und sagen Sie mir was Sie denken.
10.4.11
life in one year
not long ago, I had a life. in one year, I lived a whole life. it was not another's life, it was my life, but not the same. it's like I was given the chance to live my life again, to live another life.
it helped me learn a lot of things, about the world, the people and about my self.
in the beginning, I was unknown for everybody, and I knew nothing about my surroundings. little by little, I learned to communicate with the people around me, how to move, I knew who were friendly and who I should stay away from. I had good times with friends, but the most important for me was to work hard. I earned acknowledgment from some of them as hard worker, but what I really wanted was to spend more time with them, to get along with them. before I could realize they were gone, and I was in a very similar situation to the one of the beginning.
I wanted to relax, to enjoy some free time, but I had very little to chose from, because I knew few people to hang out with. after all, it was my fault, because when there was a chance to party I didn't go, so it made sense that when I wanted to party there was nothing. I did as much as I could with my time, and it was not too bad after all.
the second half was like a second chance. this time I was not completely unknown, and I wanted to keep a balance, to work hard but also have a good time with friends. but sometimes they were not so easy to reach. furthermore, since the beginning I discovered some mistakes I often made, and I tried not to do them again, but I didn't try hard enough. I became more like the people I shared more time with; I guess some of them also became more like me. but still, language was a big problem. even though I did my best to understand them, I tried to improve my language skills, I felt like I just couldn't understand the world around me, and I felt like the world around me didn't even try to understand me.
the last thing I learned is that, some of the most important people for me didn't think of me as one of the most important ones, and some of the people who I didn't think of as some of the most important thought of me as an important one. it's very confusing, I know. but things are never like they look like, appearances are deceiving.
I don't want to live a life like that again, I learned my lesson. I swear I wouldn't be the same again, I would do it so much better, if I was given the chance.
meanwhile... could I change my real life?
it helped me learn a lot of things, about the world, the people and about my self.
in the beginning, I was unknown for everybody, and I knew nothing about my surroundings. little by little, I learned to communicate with the people around me, how to move, I knew who were friendly and who I should stay away from. I had good times with friends, but the most important for me was to work hard. I earned acknowledgment from some of them as hard worker, but what I really wanted was to spend more time with them, to get along with them. before I could realize they were gone, and I was in a very similar situation to the one of the beginning.
I wanted to relax, to enjoy some free time, but I had very little to chose from, because I knew few people to hang out with. after all, it was my fault, because when there was a chance to party I didn't go, so it made sense that when I wanted to party there was nothing. I did as much as I could with my time, and it was not too bad after all.
the second half was like a second chance. this time I was not completely unknown, and I wanted to keep a balance, to work hard but also have a good time with friends. but sometimes they were not so easy to reach. furthermore, since the beginning I discovered some mistakes I often made, and I tried not to do them again, but I didn't try hard enough. I became more like the people I shared more time with; I guess some of them also became more like me. but still, language was a big problem. even though I did my best to understand them, I tried to improve my language skills, I felt like I just couldn't understand the world around me, and I felt like the world around me didn't even try to understand me.
the last thing I learned is that, some of the most important people for me didn't think of me as one of the most important ones, and some of the people who I didn't think of as some of the most important thought of me as an important one. it's very confusing, I know. but things are never like they look like, appearances are deceiving.
I got to know so many people, I thought I had many friends, and now there are only traces of all that. I learned so much about life, but still I wanted to have more time, one more chance so that maybe this time I didn't screw it all up.
I don't want to live a life like that again, I learned my lesson. I swear I wouldn't be the same again, I would do it so much better, if I was given the chance.
meanwhile... could I change my real life?
3.4.11
21.3.11
6.3.11
postal service campaign
This time I'm promoting the use of the traditional postal service.
really, those guys need something to do in their lives, and they deserve some money too. they need it. they have a righteous way of living.
and on the other side, e-mail is just boring. everybody has an e-mail, anybody can send one. and you need electric power, a computer and an internet connection to do it. and one more thing, you get it instantly, there is no waiting time.
com'on, it's much better to wait for a beautiful post card with written words, with real ink, with a picture or a portrait of some good memory, with a piece of the past of the sender on it, and a part of the world traveled physically trough (not transformed into some electronic impulses and displayed in an electronic screen).
yeah, maybe this is a way of nostalgia for the past. and yes, it's mucho more unefficient than the current electronic media. but I'm telling the truth, it feels very different to get an email, from getting it in real paper.
let's just use the traditional mail!
really, those guys need something to do in their lives, and they deserve some money too. they need it. they have a righteous way of living.
and on the other side, e-mail is just boring. everybody has an e-mail, anybody can send one. and you need electric power, a computer and an internet connection to do it. and one more thing, you get it instantly, there is no waiting time.
com'on, it's much better to wait for a beautiful post card with written words, with real ink, with a picture or a portrait of some good memory, with a piece of the past of the sender on it, and a part of the world traveled physically trough (not transformed into some electronic impulses and displayed in an electronic screen).
yeah, maybe this is a way of nostalgia for the past. and yes, it's mucho more unefficient than the current electronic media. but I'm telling the truth, it feels very different to get an email, from getting it in real paper.
let's just use the traditional mail!
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