All and None!!!

I forgot

2010-07-26T19:00:00.002-04:00

Yes, i forgot. But somehow this things that happened all these years have given me the time and mind to start writing again. I feel like in an inspirational rush, and i need to take the best of it.

Try to understand that between this entry and the one before it almost three years have passed. Not Only a lot has happened, but i'm also a different person... No, not really. And that's strange. Maybe i'm a little more mature, but that's all.

I wonder what dreams and hopes i longed when i left this blog unattended. I know i was going to write about the flow of time and how the perfect time machine should also be a good teleporter-swapper. But in a way, i also know that my other self from 2007 would be very surprised of how things are working out for myself here in 2010.

But right now i won't write about it. I f you know a little of spanish, you can check my other blog. In time, i will give mor info. But for now, let's say that only a few things that i dreamt in 2007 were made. And one of them is that now i am living in the seaside...

Rebirth

2007-09-26T01:03:00.000-04:00

So, why come back after all this time? First, because i've had a lot of things unpublished on the dashboard. Second, because i've wanted to write about tons of thing over the past months but i've simply put them on hold. An third, because now i'm really motivated.

Now, i can't assure anything. My schedule is tighter than before, and it would be hard to write anything before Saturday. But i'm on a rush, and i don't want to lose it.

Now, a smooth preview: My next post will deal about science and movies.

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List of videojug videos

2007-04-28T23:19:00.000-04:00

This list includes all the videos that i've found interesting while i've been looking at the site. Some of them are good to improve your social skills (most of them, actually), and some of them are just interesting or fun to look at.

How to remember people's names
How to bounce back from a bad first impression
How to be your own hero
How to admit you were wrong and not lose face
How to stop laughing at an inappropiate time
How to chat with someone up on the train, bus or tube
How to make a god first impression
How to fold a t-shirt in 2 seconds
How to get a good night's sleep

I'm telling her

2007-04-09T23:22:00.000-04:00

My blog in spanish now works as a "life channel" for my beloves one. I'm writing all my experiences there, so she can read them and tell me what she thinks and answer her questions.

Well, i could use e-mail, but the attached photos give a good flow to the stories without needing to obverthink the situation. And, i could also go to her place and talk to her, but i'm having a lack of time, as usual.

That being said, this place will still go with its usual non-regular schedule.

... Hi.... Bye...

2006-11-20T23:39:00.000-03:00

I feel confused. I want to study. I'm failing. I'm falling. I should be thankful. I'm not happy. I'm not the center of the universe. Neither do you.

I'll shut up and let it go.

Hope

2006-11-05T22:55:00.000-03:00

Long time, no english.

Remember Carol, Eduardo's girlfriend? Well, no more "girlfriend" for him. Understandable, by the way. The thing is my friend is too much of a party guy to have an extended relationship. I guess there's people that work out more as a bachelor(ette) and others who don't.

I'm one of those who don't.

The thing is i've told Katerina how i feel about her. I've taken the first hard step. Now what? Anibal told me that if i love her, i really love her, i should fight 'till fainting for her. And i've already doing it. I mean, besides enjoying the clases i'm going with her, what else could i possibly do there? Until last week, i was doing absolutely nothing on the music workshop, and i already know most of the things they're teaching me on philosophy class. So, basically, all that time spent is to see her, to talk to her.

I don't know how this will go. I don't have much time left here in Santiago, because i'm going to work in the faraway land of San Pedro de Atacama. But still... I'll make my best effort to make her feel loved. To make her happy. Because she loves me too. She told me that last Friday. And i trust her.

... I hope this turns out ok. I'm putting all my hopes on that. I'm throwing away all my fears. And i think i'm doing the right thing.

Where's time?

2006-09-05T18:47:00.000-04:00

Over the past weeks, i've been noticing a several lack of spare time... Well, not like a lack of spare time, but lack of time as a whole.

Lately, i've been readapting to my new schedule. This semester i have to be at uni almost all day. Every weekday at least from 8:00 to 18:00. Besides that, i'm taking salsa classes on Fridays, and a music class after that, wich means i'm going home at 23:00 if everything's ok. Plus, i'm also going to a philosophy class on Mondays, wich also means to take the bus at 23:00 or so.

Now, given the fact i need to do homework, every night since August i've been sleeping from 2:00 to 6:00 AM (one hour to commute and my lazy rythm don't give much time for a break). And that's being charged into my body: I'm getting sick (in my throat, to be specific. Although i also blame the tearing gas the police has been firing lately around uni) and my mind is acting way too crazy.

But i still have to admit i don't use my time the best way possible. Sure, i've been managing to use the bathroom the less time possible, but i still have the guts to check my webcomic list while i'm doing lab reports or thinking about pointless things while i'm studying. Fortunately, i noticed this and i'm trying to manage my time in a way i can still have spare time and free time. I also have to admit my serotonin-dopamine high ranking over the past months is making me feel all strange, happy and hyperexcited.

Now, i hope that on my oncoming vacations i'll be able to end all the errands i'm putting away and growing o my bedroom. Else, i'll be completely busy by the end of the month.

A tour

2006-08-12T22:48:00.000-04:00

I'm searching for a place to edit this template in a way i can upload my webcomics and post here in the same window.

Now that would be interesting.

This looks so cliché...

2006-07-03T16:11:00.000-04:00

Ok, so my life turned out like a weird shoujo thingie or something. Let me explain it for a bit... (Wich reminds me, YOU CAN'T force me to not writing it, hehe)
So we were at beautiful normal April, and i notice my former friends were not as available as before. As a matter of fact, they asked me to not pop out from nowhere and meet them. Wich made me feel somewhat restricted to visit them. I dunno, a part of me knows i must let them go, because that's how things go. I can't force them to meet with me if they feel awckward. But i still wonder if that was the best we could decide at that time. Well, off they went. Now it's been three months and i haven't seems them since... Unless they come to my birthday party.
Now, with all the time i had to spare and no friends to visit, i decided to take another activities to kill time. I spent more time drawing and taking another classes, like salsa and music. And the thing started when i went to my first music class...
It was a normal fall friday night. Me, my guitar and just three more people. As the first class, it was starting to.. You know, suck. Because no one was actually teaching us to do anything. So, we talked about ourselves. And then, i notice this girl who was next to me, her brown hair covering her shoulders, her partially pink chicks and her big smile, while she was talking about life, music, interests and stuff. So i started to join into the conversation. And we talked a lot, we laughed a lot, and stuff... So, as day passed and i was riding her home and stuff, i suddenly started to "feel"... Yeah, you know what i mean. The strange yet nice feeling of "more-than-likeness".
So, i tried to talk more about ourselves. And then three problems popped out: She's a little younger than me (like 5 years, but i asked for advice and now i think it's ok), she has a boyfriend (but they are just in the "dating" phase) and the boyfriend is older than her (11 years). So, while she gave me those facts and was unawared of my feeeling for her, i decided that, even if i'm still with these feeeling, i won't go further than a good friend. And it seems that's what she thinks about me right now.

On the same date, some guy from the "Art &Science" class asked me about the class. I ate the hook and we started talking about life, interests... And internet! Yeah, we suddenly knew we surfed onto the same sites. So, the conversation went pretty wel, and we kept on talking. And suddenly we decided to be friends. Wich is good, because not only is a good guy, but we can talk about similar things and it seems we will be together in several classes from now on (he is trying to get the same carreer as I).

And another thing to add: There's a girl who's interested in me, and we will be togheter from the next semester... Or at least that was the last thing i've noticed... Now, let's hope this gets into a good thing, or else i'll be in deep troubles.

Whenever i'm down...

2006-04-24T03:21:00.000-04:00

Well, i must admit. My life would be a completely fall out, if there wasn't for some people i know... You know, the ones you call "friends".

They made me feel more confident about my attitude, mostly because they had similar tastes and thoughts. And, they made me more talkative, because now that we had similar tastes we were able to talk a lot. Hours, as i reember. Then, it was just a matter of time to do motre things togheter. Like playing on the computer (or fixing it), making music, and watching TV or videos.

But of course, people... Well, it's difficult to put it. Because every person is different, so there're people who changes and there are people who don't. But it seems that, the corcumstances have changed. A lot. So the chances of seeing my friendsare decreasing. And the fact that people change... So, at the long run it seems that our friends can change, despite the fact how much you would like to meet with them. So maybe there will get another friends and you will have to do the same. It's the way it works, it seems. Yet, i'm still trying to understand that.

Friends... It seems that they are not permanent, as i was naively thinking before. I miss them. But.... Heeck! I'm too confused now. Better end this here and keep going.

Cigarettes and alcohol... No, it's not the Oasis song.

2006-04-10T12:14:00.000-04:00

Yesterday... The good old yesterday. There were encountered feelings that day.

First, the unkown guy's birthday party. Invited by Eduardo. The only thing i had to pay was the gas to pick up his new girlfriend... Yeah, new girlfriend. Nice girl, she seems to be honest and simple-minded. I personally hope they get along well.

The party was fine. I danced, drinked and ate some roasted chicken and turkey. Yet, i felt somewhat... Tired. I felt like this party was like the others, and, well, i felt a void. A void of monotony, always the same schedule: Eat like hell, drink without too much alcohol, dance with someone and if not dance alone, go to the bathroom and drink some water in the way.... Every party had been the same. Or at least the majority of them. So, i tried to break the scheme and talked with the other people. Some girls didn't want to, but some other did. I met some friend's friend's friends who were astoundishly normal, even they tried to make a mixture of all the remaninings in the bottles near the end of the party... Good luck i wasn't there. Eduardo's girlfriend (from now one, Carol) and her friend (Carolina) talked a lot about their lives and their tastes, but they were kind of nervous about talking to me for reasons i still don't know. The birthday guy was busy with his fiancee, so i didn't have much time to talk to him, and.. Well, his family was awfully quiet, except when they were keeping an eye on the barbeque.

At the end, i was exhausted from dancing, i ate a lot, and i forgot the city map. Normal party. I went to sleep and all that stuff.

"ARE YOU NUTS???"

2006-03-14T12:50:00.000-04:00

That's the usual answer i get after mentioning some of my summaries i'm doing. Maybe, because some of them sound bizarre and maybe tedious.

Let's think, for example, at my links summary. That one consist in three parts: Links about sites that i've visited and liked, links about sites i haven't visited yet, and links i look regularly. The first part will be completed after i clean up the hystory (i haven't clean the explorer's hystory since July).The second part is basically about sites that someone mentions to me or were written on an article i liked, but i haven't visited yet, and for having those links i'll have to check every magazine i have (I've been buying montly magazines since 1998 or so, so that will mean there are at least 96 magazines to look at, plus those magazines from the newspaper) and every piece of news i have cut from a newspaper (a pile of aprox. 20 cm to look at), and plus those links i have written in a notepad file (6 Kb). And the third part also needs a hystory cleanup, but that's been checked everyday (check out my page at del.icio.us to look at them).

Now, there's also the music summary, which is basically about the music that i like. For that, first you need to know what happened on November 2004: A virus infected my computer and deleted all my media files. I wasn't so worried, because i used a program that checked the 0s and 1s of the hard disk and recovered the files it found. The thing is, although the mayority of the files were recovered, some of them were corrupt (to get the idea, imagine a song made up from pieces of other songs, of with tons of glitches). And since then, i've been trying to listen to all the ~2500 music files in order to remove the ones that are corrupt. Well, if i'm here now talking about it, that means i haven't finished yet.
So, first of all, clean up those nasty files. Of course, before deleting them, i write them up in a notepad file i created. Now, i also like some music i haven't acquired, so for that i have to listen to the radio and be careful about two things: When the radio station says what song they were playing, and the lyrics if they don't say the song name. That way, i can search for them and know exactly what song is. By now, the text file is 8 to 12 Kb long, for you to have an idea, so maybe and to fulfill this summary i'll need another hard drive.

Now, i also want to have my own news summary. For that, i'll need to write down the titles and some basic data about the pieces of news i have on a text file. I guess this will be the most urgent topic, because the "physical pile of paper" on my room needs to be moved out to a more appropiate place (is on my bedroom's floor now, and my mom is getting annoyed because of that).

And, at last, the final summary: Bills. Some people have a diary, some people have livejournals. I have bills. Yeah, sounds strange at first sight, but think about it. We get bills everyday, so i write whatever happened during the time i got the bill on its backside. Now, i'm on this subject, checking my bills of the year in order to write down what happened on those moments, if i remember of course. And that will require some time.

... In fact, every summary here needs time. Lots of time. But i don't complain. After all, i'm the one who wants to do them. And there's always some summary to do. I remembered just now that i have to do a summary about guitar tabs of my favourite songs. But, i have priorities. First, the uni, then the summaries...

I wonder where social life fits in all this schedule...

I'm a general addict.

2006-01-15T17:18:00.000-03:00

Sorry about the hiatus. I was busy doing nothing on my dA account.
I'll be back on March, discussing whatever i'm thinking.
I even got some issues on my notepad that i want to write about.
There will be also a new template. Or a moving out, i'm not sure about the second one.

See you later, everyone!

The japanese-like animation and comics.

2005-11-13T00:03:00.000-03:00

[This note can also be read in spanish]

As a recap, i went to FanExpo, wich for me was a great, rewarding experience, and that's why i thank Marisol for letting me know about it (actually, i said i'm thankfull she invited me, but she says she never paid my ticket, so she didn't invite me). On that expo, i realized i shouldn't be "afraid" of getting into "manga" and "anime".

Why to feel afraid of it? I've met people who had become obsesive fans of the genre, and i was afraid to end like that, given my tendency to make everything i do an obsession, with no way back. But, sure there was people like that on the expo, but there was also normal people, like you and I. Some of them knew enough to participate, some came for a particular serial they were watching, or simply some didn't know anything but still they were interested in it. And for me, seeing all this people togheter, enjoying, singing and wearing costumes about what they like... I had symphaty with and among them.

Now, i could barely recognize 15% to 37% of all the series and sagas which were shown on products, or were represented by singing their main songs or playing as their main characters, but yet i have some clues about what i was attending. I know, by chilhood experiences and data from friends, what are the main stylish aspects of manga and anime, which i can't yet assimilate 'cause my hands don't want to. I've also heard of concepts, used in colloquial talk, as well as genre related concepts. I'm very interested (not exactly because of this, but for the technology development and biotechnological research) in learning japanses, too. And i must admit, as a self-taught person, it has been really hard to learn it. And another thing: I'm an "otaku", but not a "This kiddo is just another jap-fan" otaku, but as in the strict meaning of the term. Marisol explained me that i'm an otaku because otaku comes from:

O: Prefix. Gives authority or a uper degree in the subject.
Taku: Home. House.

Literately, "Mr. Home", or that i'm such a fan of something that i get locked in my home doing fan stuff. And in fact, i'm a webcomic otaku (watch the 62 webcomics i read in the links section, plus the ones i'm digging into the archives, which gives us the count of 83 or something). I love them. I just simply cannot find another way (except real-life-same-style jokes or TV cartoons) to laugh so much. Or to think so much, another important thing.

Well, i'll remove all the personal thinghie here and start with another issue i've (i can't really remove it. Isn't it?) want to write days ago, and which came back after a confference about some drawers of "chilean manga" i assisted during the expo.

You see, this girls draw stylishly acoording to manga. BUT IT IS NOT MANGA. Manga is a comic (any kind of comic) made by a japanese or japanese group, and they are not japanese. Neither do the rest of the people around the world who use that style. And that was hardly criticized by the audience. But they replied that, you could say their work is amerimanga, but IT IS NOT AMERIMANGA EITHER. Amerimanga, as the spokeswoman told us later in the confference, has this deep conection with the US plot and characters, e.g. classic superheroes. The concept is also scornful, because it restricts you to this continent, while there are europeans, people from Oceania, some africans and lots of asians doing the same thing, and good. Then, what is it?
For me, it was funny to see this discussion, becausei've already heard of it before, and i had a concept, of my own (i'm getting too conceited, if someone has already put the concept on the board, let me know about it for i've never heard it from someone else), to define the genre. You see, if it's manga, but done by foreigners, why don't we fuse the words "foreigner" in japanese and manga? With a little help, i found the solution:

Foreign manga = Gaikokujin Manga
Gai: Out, not from here
Koku: Country
Jin: Person

Final result: Gaikokumanga

And, in fact, i mentioned it on the confference. Here i must say i lied, saying that "the term is in vogue", but explaining why i found the concept to be appropiate, lots of members of the audience and the drawers themselves agreed. So from that moment i decided to go out on a limb and test the theory of the 100 monkeys. What does that mean? Easy, i'll spread the concept in so much places and people i can (hopefully with a certain level of agreement) and check if the concept expands, polishes and gets to a final consent. Frankly, i found this concept to be good, clear and global to the genre.

That's it. There's not much people reading this by now. But let's see how this goes...

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I can't live without...

2005-11-05T00:12:00.000-03:00

So finally i killed my block and started to write again. And now, i must admit that, although i've been away from this things a lot of time, i can't live without them.

The computer, for example. Ican't name a single day i'm off the computer, surfing into the internet or doing something else. Most of the things i do are only because i wanted to do them, so in fact i shouldn't be in there more than 3 hours, wekly. The facts are, i use the computer more than 7 hours... daily.... It's like i'm working freelance, but without getting paid.

Another thing i can't live without it it's any kind of music player, like a radio/cassette/CD/MP3 player. If i can't listen to my 25 GB of MP3s (in my computer), then i must have something for listening to my 15 CDs collection, or else, i can use all my music i recorded on many cassettes all over the years. And if all that doesn't work, i can always count on radio stations, may them be FM, SW or MW. But i need the music, the vibrating waves passing over mny ears.

And don't get me start about the TV. With a proper cable system, i can stand up to fifteen straight hours only wantching it without getting bored. For me, from cartoon to political forums and from tennis matches to horror movies can be something interesting to watch.

Recently, a couple of things had added, too. And they are pa pencil and a notebok. Now i feel more comfortable using them, writing everything i have to remember and can be forgotten. Songs to catch, numbers to call, things to do... And even i'm using the receipts and flyers i get during the day as journals, writing whatever happened on that moment. That way, if i forget something i did, i just go and find some receipt or bus ticket from that day. I'm also putting messages for me that remind me what i must do. Like this "WAKE UP!!!!" sign i glued to the ceiling, or my boxes where i et all the things i should do someday. Some people find it weird (and i understand. I mean, who can't get somewhat freaked out if you look at someone's room and find it covered in messages all over the walls), but it's my way to make some order into my life.

... Ok, on the other hand, i HAD BEEN LIVING without all that things sometimes. And i replace them with other activities. For example, change TV for a book or a field trip, music player for my ears or guitar and my voice, and the computer for an adventure. Yet, i can't find a way to replace my notebook, because i have my brain, but it can be tricky. Like those day i have no idea what i did, or those moments when i forget what i was doing just because something else caught my attention.

Let's hope i'm not getting some kind of psycological block.

About my respect for others

2005-10-16T01:22:00.000-03:00

Ok. So i read the Terms of Service, and i noticed i can't talk about some things.

First of all, that was expected. I mean, wich site allows you to put obscene, harmfull, terribly wrong content on it.... None, unless you pay for it. And even then, there are limitation.

But then, i reach my second point, and that is that obviously this terms are violated as a daily basis. Even in Fotolog, even in Geocities, even in Keenspot... Some people plain and simply take the TOS and ignore them in a hidden corner.

So, what should i do? Respect the law so my site keeps in here untill i want to, or pretend that nothing will happen to me and keep talking about whatever my obscure, wicked perverted mind pops out?

Complex....

Not in the mood

2005-10-16T00:33:00.000-03:00

My head is burning at the moment... So, i'll say it short.

My hours of standing at the computer watching galleries and webcomics endlessly are reaching a critical point. I mean, if i don't do something soon, i'll become a lifeless human....

Or maybe not. I'm doing well at the university and the comic workshop is really good. I've been drwaing better ever since i got in there, and finally i'm able to say that i'm ready to do my webcomic without fear.

But others may disagree. My family says that my social skills are worse than before, and that my sense of humor is getting more "gringo" day after day. Man, i can't even get a fake laugh if they tell me a joke of theirs. And if i laugh, they say it's too loud and overacted. Well it's my laugh, so what? I can't change it. Or i don't want to.

Well, i sort of like doing this daily websurf anyway. But i think it's kinda creepy if i say to others that i'm watching 54 webcomics at the time... And rising... Plus the 16 DA galleries.

And another fact, i'm getting more and more.... Jeez, i don't know if it's legal to say this on the internet, so i won't.

Let's get on that after i read the terms and conditions.

Let's get this straight!

2005-10-05T00:17:00.000-04:00

I wnat to thank Daniel for fixing my computer. It turned out my motherboard can't and SHOULDN'T accept my processor, but we made it and now it works... Unstable, but it works.

Anyway, i left some ideas floating about what i mean with "techie language" in the last post. Not any of you may get the idea if you don't know my weird and somewhat common relationship with Japan... So, let me explain this a little.

The first contacts i had with the japanese culture come from my childhood, when some documentaries about express trains (better known as shinkansen)and samurais were aired on TV. I eas amazed that the same country could hold that huge culture and really futuristic technology.

So, at my "fake golden years", that means at 13 to 15 years old, my friend at that time Manuel taught me what else does Japan means. And , honestly, i got shocked. I mean, i realized there is almost nothing i know that doesn't come from there. Tons of electronic devices, TV series, and 20% of all the music launched in the world come from there. They educational system allows to see kids of 15 knowing more that i knew when i was 18. Squid products, matriarcal society, video games, different climates... Wow.

So i thought it was good to live there, but there it comes the dissadvantages. The suicidal rate in Japan is higher than anywere in the world, they are still closed to other cultures, there's so much pressure on the kids in order to be "someone in life", the lack of pollution leads to visual contamination. So, after all, it was still a country with its pros and cons.

Manuel was interesed mostly because of the videogams and the anime-manga, thing that i barely knew what mean at that age. But i was interesed because of the higher social development and such. And because of something else... Maybe it sounds crazy, but i thought that Chile was like a very younger version of Japan. I mean, if there weren't for the colonization maybe we could have hared the same history. Crazy idea, i know.

So, then i changed to anther school and my relationship with Manuel turned into a permanent hiatus. I wasn still interested in Japan, in the form that i wanted. I knew that most of the technology we use is developed or made there, so if you learn japanese (according to my logic), i was able to get first-hand equipment if i wanted to be a scientist.

So that's what i mean with "techie language". The language i need in order to manage some technologies i use in the laboratory. Now, there are some issues i need to undrstand first and then i will know if that was the reson i decied to take it or not.

Whatever, it took me three days to end this post.

... Drop me a line

2005-10-04T15:03:00.000-04:00

I'm a little busy right now, but i know that's not true at all. Let me explain it a bit.

In fact, you can't "let me". I run this site. :D

I had to pospone some subjects at the university in order to take another ones i failed last year. That means i have, like... 13 blocks less. That means 24 hours and 45 minutes i don't have to spend on any classes at all. I'm doing this count adding other subjects i took in order to fulfill further requirements. In other words, i have one extra day to do everything i want.

At first, i spent that time on the computer. But i realized it was dangerous to keep doing that. Don't freak out, but there were times which i wasn't blinking for half an hour. And, also, i ended with tons of links to visit over and over, an infinite list of webcomics, DA galleries and blogs, plus i haven't managed my songs yet and refreshed my dynDNS.
So, i looked for something else. And now, there are three different activities:

Job: I joined to a program the university offers in order to get a job. I did that today, so it's the more recent activity (or further activity) i'm gonna do. That way i can earn money in my free time and spend it in equipment for my computer and other stuff.

Webcomic: This activity splits in two branches. One goes to make the comic itself and the other is to perfect my handrawing. For the first branch, i'm spending some time at night to make sketches and scripts of what may some strips be. I'm also designing the main and secondary characters, wich is a hard labour because my webcomics stands over real life people, and i want to make my characters LOOK LIKE the real ones, not identical. The landscapes are also in process. About the other branch, i'm tracing over some drawings i found interesting and making tons of copies of some pictures i see in everyday life. I'm also attending at a free workshop about "Drawing Techniques of Comics" in the mall. I start the workshop on Thursday, so i'm not aware of the main tendency we're going to stand over at it.

Japanese: That's the most unattended subject, yet i'm willing to take it as soon as posible, if i wanna manage the "techie language". For that, i'm looking forward to an internet course i found a while ago, but there's not enough space on my hard disk to do that (back to the computer). The other option is to attend a course, but i must keep in contact with the advisor in order to know the schedule and the costs. The idea is to manage some intermediate domain on the language before my brain solidifies and i won't have a complete domain on the language.

So, in fact i am busy. I'm trying to spend my time wisely, and of course i'm also helping my family to clean up the house and do some heavy work my mom can't do. For example, the holes you have to dig around your trees for not letting the water spread and remove the weeds easier. But yet, i'm not busy, because there is a "weight" in the word busy that implies not being happy all the time you do whatever is keeping you busy. Or am i wrong? Some may say i'm wasting my time, and others will think i'm not.

Yeah, that's the tribulation behind this. The point of view that involves the fact i'm busy or not is subjective. Therefore, i can't settle as a fact that i'm busy.

End of story. Drop me a line, even some dots, to know if there's people out there. I can talk about some interesting people i've met recently, but let's get to that point another day...

... Just believe...

Another day.

Another story

2005-09-27T13:23:00.000-04:00

If you speak spanish, i uploaded another stroy at Los Cuentos... I dunno, i don't find it as good as it should be, with more passion. It hs a lack of passion, but i don't kno how to fix it...

Anyway, it was just a dream.

My computer crashed, and my sparetime is being absorbed by the Univerity computers and my dad's computer. And i hope i fix my computer and oh so lovely computer i love computers...

... And i need to go out more. Again.

Sweat... Tons of sweat

2005-09-13T01:20:00.000-04:00

We are in the car right now. If the newspaper said that the show would last 'till 3:30 AM, it was counting the time for getting out of the parking lot. Pato is getting nervous, turns out the air condittioner and waits. Romina talking about music. "Fatboy Slim? I've never heard of them" I have to refresh her mind, singing a few popular songs. I get an invitation to her party because of that. And... Well, me and my auntie were coughing like the only ones who were ill. But i was particularily thirsty...
I turns out that we were sit after a a four-hour night of being standed up. But it was worth it, becuase we saw Moby. We sang almost every song he played with his group on stage. He took pictures of us and we took pictures of him (our pictures were the most unrecognizable, but whatever). And we danced... Oh, i danced like i've never did in months. We cheered him, we jumped. Oh, marvellous, for being my first concert ever.
There was like 10.000 people that day. We were lucky to be somewhat close to the stage, so i can't complain. The only thing that could be better was the drinks. I mean, i couldn't believe a simple bottle of water cost $1000 (like U$1.50), but now i gave up and waited for the first guy who had a drink for sale.
I guess i've never threw away so much water that night as sweat. So, let's say it was also a way to renew myself, to release all my toxins and stress, and to start my vacations in a good way.
I cam't ask for more!! It was tottally worth it.

Wait, someone's selling drinks... WHAT, STILL $1000!!!???

My mom likes "Rock Hudson"

2005-09-09T16:41:00.000-04:00

You know, when that idea came into my head at first. it seemed kind of illogical. Most of it because my mom isn't the kind of woman who likes techno/rave/lounge/trip hop/industrial/acid jazz music very much. For her, every "too fast" or "too drummy" song is not very pleasant to her ears. Except if you're reffering to arabic music, wich she even dances when it's played... And very well.
But then, one night, while i was standing in front of my *cough*beloved*cough* computer, my mom yelled "Nelson, come here"... Thinking about another sermon about too much time spent on the computer, i walked with my neutral face. And then, she says "You know, i really like this band. Could you download it?" I though of A HOLE BUNCH of groups, but i should better ask. "What band?". "Rock Hudson", she replied... "They are chilean, you know that?" kept saying. Of course i knew, i still do. They are the new chilean embassators of the new electronic music in the world. They were awarded in Europe and they play several good songs, repeated several times in my favourite radio station. "Yes" was my answer, "And what song did you hear?". "You know, the one about the dalmatians"... Oh, yeah. It's one of the lowest, rythmically speaking. "Ok, i'll see what i can do".
Of course, i wanted to test if she really likes them or that was a simple rush. So, while i was listening to the radio, i foound another song of Rock Hudson and i turned on the radio of the kitchen. My mom was in there, so she listened to that song, more fast and with more drums and repetitive bases. "Mom, this is another song of Rock Hudson"... "Oh, i see. They are very good", was the reply and my mouth full-opened was the final movement.
So, in other words, there's finnally a new band we both like. I'm relieved, because recently there was not a single band or musician that we liked. Just the ones i liked because she were listening to them before.

So, better be looking for Rock Hudon songs, because now i can listen to them out loud and my mom will be listening to them too!!

There's a whole world behind this...

2005-09-01T17:28:00.000-04:00

Well, i finally decided to find the analysis i was talking recently, and of course taht implies lots of research. So, if you suddenly find myself talking nonsense and crawling on lots of pieces of news or articles... You know what i'm doing.

I hope i don't conclude killing all mankind.

Techno-scared

2005-09-01T16:21:00.000-04:00

I noticed while i was in my lunch break that i try to stay away as far as i can from the microwave ovens. Even when my food is ready, i can't get closer untill a couple of seconds had passed.

Should i be worried about it? Of course i ahould, because roght now, with all our lives surrounded by technology and stuff, i should be scared of everything that can throw any form of waves or energy. I mean computers, TVs, cell phones, microwave ovens, regular phones, radio stations, power lines, and on and on and on.

So, i can't be scared of all that stuff, because i use them all the time. I can't do anything wothout them unless i'll take a trip to Uzbekistan and decide to live in there. Moreabout, i'm studying Biotechnology, so i would be working with laser rays, radioactive sustances and dangerous chemical reactions.

In fact, i should try to avoid my fear and try to get closer to the microwave oven. Yeah! That's what i'll do. I'll stay closer to that unoffensive thing for once and for all...

... Well, i'm not going to put my head inside it, of course.

Sit... Just sit!

2005-09-01T01:11:00.000-04:00

I'm somewhat worried about staying too long over the computer. Now that i have more time, i spend it only at the computer, sorting files and deleting the ones with bad quality or the corrupted ones. Of course, it's all for the best i say... But it doesn't feels like a true sentence to me.

I don't talk often to my friends because of this. Well, that could be argueable, because there are only three friends near me when i'm at the university, and i meet with two of them on classes we share. Not a lot, but it's something.
On the other hand, i' not talking to anyone else. And that won't let me socialize and meet people... And to date, if there's a chance. In fact, i'm not very talkative from the beginning, so this doesn't look good.

My health is suffering. I'm suppose to be taking my dog to a ride daily, but instead i'm at the computer. I should be at least doing something worth being sit all day, like reading or studying. I'm not sleeping properly, and i don't eat or drink anything in the meantime. So, bad issue. I'm not even BLINKING while i'm at it. And, of course, all the typing in my hands and stuff... Another thing, in my house the computer's room is the coldest of all.

I'm not paying attention to the things i should be taking care of. My dog, the university, my family... My friends... Myself.

It's like i'm condemned. There are lots of things i must do in order to make the computer works efficiently. And i must do them or else my computer will die and i'll be a computerless person with lots of time to do anything and...

... and...

...

I'm leaving.

Fan Stuff!?

2005-08-30T10:41:00.000-04:00

I had a talk recently with one of my best friends. We discussed a little about the problems of being a big fan of something or someone. But, in fact, we were talking about a strange fear i got. The fear to be a big fan... A kinda huge fan.

In fact, i have a big addiction problem. I can say with no shame that i have been playing videogames all the day trough, and staring at the computer untill i can't stand awake. Hopefully, i don't drink alcohol often and don't do drugs, but the family records and my attitude show that i might be able to be a hopeless case of an addict.

And so, there are dangers involved. I think that if i get into something i like very much, i can get easily into a fan of it. And that scares me, seeing lot's of people being abdicated fans of whatever they worship. Writing fanfiction, drawing always the same theme, dressing as what they worship, etcetera. And i don't wanna end like that, because i might loose my identity and maybe i will be more isolated than ever.

But this talk i had with Marisol made me realize about something. She made me look what makes the difference between a true fan and a normal guy who likes that stuff...

Keyword: WORSHIP

True, i used it a lot, but i didn't figure it out untill that day. There are people who like something/someone and that's fine with them. They buy related stuff in a while and they listen/watch/play/write/draw/dance/talk about that sometimes. And that's it. And there is the kind of people devoted entirely to that stuff, puting in a place too up for us to understand. So up, we believe they put in instead of God.

Of course, i'm overreacting. There are lot's of "Fan-levels" and i'm just making approaches to reality, and i haven't seen an article or a good analysis about this issue. So, if somebody knows, drop me a comment with the link.

Conclusion: For me, i can be relieved. Beacuse i know when to stop... I guess. Well, if i'm dressing like a girl or a robot, or maybe writing weird stories with no purpose at all, or maybe if i'm drooling on a pixelated character or playing 'till i'm starving to death, or maybe if i'm puting white make-up or puting dark clothes all the time, or maybe if i'm assisting to clubs too often or spending too much money on comics or computer parts, or maybe if i'm speaking non-massive languages and wearing a wizard hat everyday, or if i'm dying my hair blonde and start using pink as my main color, or maybe if i'm tatooing all over my body or painting walls with indecipherable names, or maybe if i'm covering my wallls with swastikas or body-piercening my scrotch. Or maybe if i'm using too much gel on my hair or if i'm using badges all over my clothes or puting non-natural coloured contacts, or if i'm wearing wigs or boots or large jackets or swords or guns or chains or if i'm...

Well, you know. All that stuff... If, then i should remember this post...

I hope the network doesn't fell for a while.

[Please remember i'm just overrreacting. If you are offended, i'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Truly, just take it as a joke]

Isolate

2005-08-24T19:03:00.000-04:00

A weird night, i must say. First of all, because it wasn't late. Second of all, i was walking with no purpose... And at last, i was delivering a book.
Yeah, weird night, i said to myself.
I'm not very used to the suburbs... I live in a house near downtown and the hole idea of houses next to each other and friendly neighbors, clean green gardens and a quiet air in the surroundings makes me feel creepy. And there i was, going into a condominium... And that silence was creepy for me.
That, and the guard asking me for my purpose in there. I didn't get it the first time, but then i answered and i was able to keep going. The place was awfully quiet, with a giant park in the middle of the houses, surrounded with a sole lane. I looked around... No sound... Just the wind... Passing trough the hole made by my ears and my headphones...

I ran.

The house, finally. Knock the door, hurry. Another soul at last. And, of course, i gave the book, talk a little and said farewell. Ran again. Said thanks to the guard and keep going, away from that quiet place. Away from the new houses. Away from that lifestyle... I'm sorry, but i can't stand a place so molded, so "made to be the perfect place"...

I stopped running, and i took a deep breath. Lucky me, i was down a cherry tree. Nice smell indeed, they are bloomed.

Keep walking. To your place. To your noise... I said to myself.

Not a snapshot

2005-08-18T11:38:00.000-04:00

I am now in the university, where something unusual (or maybe it is usual and i'm just not a very outgoing guy) happened recently.

I was in the computer, cheking my pages and editing my blogs, and suddenly i looked at the monitor next to me. Not because i was intentionally invading the other user's privacy, but because of something else... The colors... The architecture of the page... HE IS A DEVIANTART USER!!!!

As you might know, i own a deviantart account. There i submit my artwork, which mostly consist in photos and abstract drawings. Soon i'll put another kinds of style, but i'm covering that topics now. The point now is, i never thought someone next to me in the same faculty and in the same university (that's not very "uncommon" to me) has a deviantart account... And the most frightening, i know what account is and what he does (is a "he", by the way).
So then, what to do? Talk to him? "Hey, you know... I've been carefully watching you the hole time, and i noticed you have a deviantart account. So..." That doesn't have any sense to me. Maybe and we don't have the same interests (difficult, with assisting to the same faculty and so), so then again... What to do?...

And, eventually, he leaves the room...

He noticed i was also managing my account, too... So... I never said anything...

But i maybe will... In his account...

[Wow. I checked his site and he is taking the same carreer than i...]

Garden on your shoes.

2005-08-14T23:53:00.000-04:00

Well, something i did in my room caught my attention and i looked foward to it.

I was organizong the files, tiding up my roon... And suddenly, i was imaging... Nothing unusual to me, i have the imagination of an hiperactive kid, mixed with a wackied scientist and a weird psychic. But then, i weeped out my thoughts and there i was, standing like a zombie, almost drooling, whitout been able to do anything.
Is Imagination dangerous? I think not, personnally. Thanks to it, we have been able to create, and therefore we built our society based on the two most important gifts our brains give: Our Knowledge and our Imagination... There is, however, certain level of "abstraction" due to been able to run the process in our own minds. And, of course, this abstraction is not blocking the other vital procesess that keep ourselves alive. Then, it's normal to be abstracted at some point of our regular basis, at some level that doesn't isolates us from the outer world and every action taken among and over us. Yet, in my case, there seems to be a higher level of abstraction, due to my recent experiences (it's not the first time) which seems to block me from the outer world, but still keeps the vital processes active.
And that worries me.
Of course, my imagination must be, at some point, the usual everybody has. Yet, that can be discusable, by arguments such as "level of creativity" and "openmindeness". But that's not the issue. The facts are i am a human vegetable when i'm imaging something, and who knows what can happen in the future because of it...

Conclusions? I don't know. I'm thinking about them...

[6 hours later]

Citizen!!

2005-08-13T22:48:00.000-04:00

I just fixed an extension lead, and i thought about the things in my room.
I have the usual stuff, like a bed, a chair and a table i bought in the summer. I like the table because it can turn around, like the ones from the hospitals. Anyway, there are also posters. Mostly TV and movie related, for example the one about Godzilla and the "The Day after Tomorrow" one. But... There are also other things and that's my concern.

Let's say, i have a lot of stuff...

First of all, lots and lots of rocks. Most of them where colected from my trip to the Atacama Desert, but there are other taken from all over the country, and others from all over the world. I even have fossils, and some undetermined pieces.
On the other hand, i have a drawer full of receipts... You know, the ones that give you when you buy something. From the bus, from a doughnut, from the laundry, etcetera. Specially bus tickets, which they are compressed to fit in the drawer. I also have lots of opened cans and empty bottles.

And there goes the question: Why do i collect such things?

I do not say this in order to harm the collectors or anything, but i don't even have more space to drop more things. So, why then?.

To me, the answer is quite obvious: Because they are related to my memories.

Yes, believe it or not, i have all those rocks because they make me remember some situations i want to remember. Let's take, for example, this receipt from the laundry. It comes from the day i drop my cup of milk on my coat. I was very worried, and my mom said "Why don't you go to the laundry? They can clean it for you" So, i went from the first time in a laundry shop, i asked for it, and they told me i wair untill next morning. And so i did. I was relieved, and my coat was cleaner than ever.
Or this empty bottle of Cola-Cola. It has a funny blue color, because it was from a limited summer edition, and i bought it in our way back to Santiago from Coquimbo, more speciffically in Huentelauquén, a town well known for its cheese factory. I drank it with some cheese pasties. WOndrfull moment.
So, what can i say? I'm just a citizen who needs things to remember his own life. Like if having a brain wasn't enough....

[Some images later]

Mi(ssed and mi)xed subject

2005-08-10T12:58:00.000-04:00

First point received. I was zapping on the kitchen TV and i left it on some sort of techie show where a guy smarter than the computer itself was able to do live technical support to those guy who asked for it. Well, i knew about this show last Tuesday, thanks to Felipe, and i was really interested in what this guy was about to inform. But my brother called me, i left my mom (who by the way has a very clear possition against computers and videogames) watching the show. Then he yelled at me, i went to the kitchen and there she was, pointing at the guy telling to the audience how a corean guy died after playing videogames 50 hours straight, and yelling at me about the risks of using the computer... Again.
I mean, i'm very aware about the risks. I, as a matter of fact, am not as many hours on the computer as some people i know. And, if i'm at the computer, i also left some food and water on the desk. I can also just left the work i'm doing to go to the bathroom or to do something else, leaving my friends waiting for my answer or a proccess running alone.
But my mom keeps reminding me the subject, and i can't change her mind from now.

Second point gladly accepted. The semester started and i'm on the schedule now. I can't wait for the classes and the new subjects we are gonna cover. The only thing i'm not very interested about is the English course, wich i guess it will only improve my vocabularty a bit and will bring me back the principles of basic grammar.
Bleh, i hope the professor teachs well.

Third point assimilated. I talked with my family last week and the told me i could be more sincere with my friends. But then Felipe asks me something i couldn't answer. "Is it really neccessary to be honest with me?". And of course, the punchline: "It looks like you don't act honestly". I was shocked. I always think i'm acting the way i like to. But then the question stands. Do i really act like me? like myself? Or i'm just acting? I couldn't figure the answer at that time, and from then i can't yet. I must analyze into my deppest thoughts, my childhood, my experiences... And maybe there the answer relays.
Well, at least to be honest with my dad would be easier... Or not?

Forth point truncated. I'm expecting my auntie (who has three more years than i, so is more like a cousin) to buy the tickets to the Moby concert this September 12th. It's the first time he comes here, and i'm not gonna miss it. Of course, it could be better, bringing here Ske (Hehehe) or Radiohead, but i like Moby too, and i would really enjoy listening to his music live. Plus, it's my first concert... In my life... Yeah, i ussually don't go out as much as i want to.

Fifth point forgotten. I'm going to eat my lunch before it rottens.
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At last

2005-07-20T22:01:00.000-04:00

This day ended quite well, i guess... I answered the test pretty fine, and i could understand the function limits, but i'm still wondering why it doesn't fel like a complete success...
Well, whatever. Tomorrow it's my birthday and i'm gonna celebrate it on Saturday. By now, i have an important test so i must keep with the studying stuff, yet it's not so hard to me to complete it.
I guess the day will be busier with all the task i must do. Fullfill the military forms, unsuscribe to the health plan, buy some CDs while i'm on downtown and tide up my room. That and picking up my costume form my uncle's (the "celebration" is a costume party [I wanted to do that from last year] and there's a lot of people comming) will be the punchline of tomorrow's schedule. Now, i'm going to derivate some linear functions and go to bed. I still can't find what's wrong with the headphones...
Oh, and the conclusion is: Better be prepared and every cause has an ffect onn ourselves.

Wednesday

2005-07-19T23:25:00.000-04:00

I thought it wasn't a good day, yet i realized it had no sense and i keep on with the study. Just before i left the faculty, i yelled at the sky praying for a time malfunction to end on Friday. And now, i'm reading presentations like a zombie because i still cannot understand the proccess of protein flux into the secretory pathway, along with the docking and targeting of vesicles. I'm thinking about what would happen if i fail this subject again, and that just left me more anxious. I wanna do the test and finish with all this once and for all.
But i still have other exams... I don't wory about them, because i understand those subjects. Kinda weird, i can easily comprehend the surface made by a distance function over an area integral, and the relations between the object's movement and the Doppler efect, but i hardly learn how the Sar1 protein phosphorilates and joins COPII to form a vesicle in the ER.
Don't get me worng, i adore biology... I could be listening and reading about the proccesses nd the techniques all day long (if i don't fell asleep, of course). But i can't find yet a way to introduce all that in my mind, something that gets easier with mathematics and physics. Maybe it's easier for me to assimilate a number, intead of an aminoacidic secuence.
But i must keep studying, because i wanna be a good biotechnologist.

And that's why i'm not going to conclude 'till late Wednesday.

The Usual

2005-07-17T22:04:00.000-04:00

"How do you fell?" asked, and i said "The Usual". "But what is 'usual' to you?" asked again. But just before i could reply to that question, a cold feeling passed trough all my body and kept in my mind. I was just sad fifteen minutes ago, happy three minutes after that. hungry thirty seconds before someone asked for my mood, and very anxious in that moment indeed. So, what's the usual? Being raped by a lot of emotions at the same time? or just being indiferent among them? why did i crossedd word with this person anyway? Was i upset about what happened in the faculty a couple of minutes ago? Or i couldn't stand myself anymore? Yes, what's the USUAL, Nelson? WHAT'S THE USUAL?
So, you can't say nothing, ain't you? You don't know how to fell, that's the answer. Maybe that's why nobody can be in your side for more that a few minutes. Maybe that's why you fell so lonely. You are simply pathetic... NO, I'M NOT. Yes, you are. No, i'm not, and i will not tolerate this any longer. You will be taken apart from my mind from now on... No, you ca................................................

Yes, i did.

So, What'd be the usual?

"Let's say that usual means nothing different from other days before this one".... "Ah, ok. See ya later"

Someone

2005-07-02T01:02:00.000-04:00

Finnally, someone posted...
Awesome, that makes me go back to my webcomic. But i have to upload the site, start drawing and do a lot of things before...
Do i have the time? Of course i have. But i'm somewhat messy with my schedule. I have tests to do, classes to assist, a family to look at and an attention disorder to be careful to... But i still wanna do it!!!
Wait. What about the spot? Oh, yeah. That has to be done before pasing to the next step. That and the fact i have to do the "Stick Project" with some of my friends.
Yaay...

Whooohhooooo...

Etcetera

And then, a flush of thoughts. I wanna thank Dan for this.

Webcomic addiction

2005-05-25T01:11:00.000-04:00

I really like webcomics. They have a very rare sense of humor. They can tell us a lot of things about our generation, about our goals, achievements. But...
This got out of my hands.

I read, watch and laugh. First, it started with Megatokyo. A friend told me it was on the internet. He knew because his sister was listening to the radio and some guys started to talk about it. He searched and read. I knew, i read. I keep reading it.
Then, a link. "Chibi Cheerleaders From Outer Space". Rare title. I clicked. A new world. I was stunning in front of the new drawing style. And more links.
Machall, Little Gamers, AppleGeeks, RPG World... Well, i can't remember well how i went from webcomic to another.
And that world revealed to me is consuming my entire life. Or at least a great part of it. I still remember spending ALL THE NIGHT digging through the archives of Little Gamers or Real Life. New perspectives... A place where i can feel accepted...
Maybe that's it.

Or not?

I don't know.
I'll read.

Inter-mess

2005-04-26T00:30:00.000-04:00

Well, i don't complain... I'm finally conected from my computer. That means i have absolute freedom in order to use blogger and other stuff.
But i had to wait a hole bunch of events.

First, i had to buy a router. Well, i'm not very good at computers. Not at least in the hardware topic. So i just bought the cheapiest router i could find.

.... And i bought a D-Link DE-1200.
For the ones who are not familiarized, that router is an "only 10 Mbps" type. And it's so old, but SO old, that the company stopped releasing them since 1992 and you can only buy them in Rusia for 512 Rb. Nice, ah? So, as usual, i discovered that it was an antique and i couldn't use it.
So then i turned it back yesterday (Sunday) morning. And then i went into the journey of finding another one. With my dad.
At the end, we discovered (in fact, he discovered (i already knew)) that the cheapest router costs $31.000 (like U$56), so at that time we coludn't afford it.
And at last, when he was about to leave to work, he said to me "Son, connect your computer directly to the internet untill i get back".
So... Here i am. And i'm ready to explore like nobody has done it before.

Accounting

2005-04-08T10:28:00.000-04:00

I was suposed to update. Since March 17th. But i can't. Actually, i don't want to. As soon as i buy the router and the cable. $4000 for the router Daniel offers. $15000 the cheapiest in any other store. Balance of $3241. $35000 borrowed to Daniel. $220 per meter of cable, plus $100 for each connector and $500 for installing them. Unless, that Daniel or Felipe know how to. It would be 2 meters from dad' pockets plus the difference 'till it reaches my roon, finnanced by me. And without considering the lunches. One hotdog (viennese, bread, mayo, ketchup, mustard) and water from the bathroom, $250 daily, once or twice a week. $2000 per month. Plus $110 for the bus, twice a day. Total of $1100 weekly. $4400 per month. Balance of -$3159. And that without considering the rise on the fuel's price, wich let the gas $16 higher. Gasoil at $290 approximately. Compensed with a rise of $10 each bus ticket. It will be $200. -$3359. Daniel gets a job. $31641. I return the money loaned from Felipe. $29641. Cover Elizabeth's book in plastic. $29141. Missing to calculate the meters to my room, less 2. Think on Pf = $[200 + 220(x - 2)] and if Inst_frnd=true, then c=0. Else, then c= 500 y Pf = $[700 + 220(x - 2)]. P(Daniel gets job)= 0.65. P(Daniel gets job/Daniel got a cold)=0.43. Payment in 20 days, average.

...

Mmmmm... I think i'll have to wait some more.

Form 12A152O996 for instant-living purposes. Page 02

2005-03-14T21:53:00.000-04:00

Type your actual Time: 21:59
Are you mad?: Probably
Do you have a cellphone?: Yes
How often do you use it?: ... Almost never
Do you work?: ... I was.
What was the last movie you saw/rent?: 28 Days after
How often do you go out for entertainig?: Once per month, usually
How many account do you have on the internet?: ... Like, 7 or so.
How many blogs do you have?: 2 blogs, 1 fotolog, 3 shared blogs.
What was the last book you read?: "Bestiario", Julio Cortázar
What is your favourite book?: "Ten Little Nigers", Agatha Christie
What is your favourite song?: Now? "Breathe", Télépopmusik
What is your favourite color?: Grass green
Do you think there is a hope for mankind?: I don't think, i suppose.
Do you have a watch?: Yes
How many constellations can you recognize?: Three or four.
How many books are in your house?: 247

End of page 02. Type your actual time: 23:27

Form 12A152O996 for instant-living purposes. Page 01

2005-03-03T14:50:00.000-03:00

Date: March 11th, 2005
Time: 21:55
Place (in wider order): Computer's room, La Concepcion 2765, Maipú, Santiago, Chile, South America, Earth, Solar System, Milky Way, Unknown.
Name: Nelson Sebastián Daniel Sarmiento Martínez
Actual mood (in one word): ... Lonely?
Ocupation: Student
- Where?: Universidad de Chile
- In What?: Engineering in molecular biotechnology.
- How many semesters: 3
Number of people you know: 521
Number of family members: 18
Number of close family members: 4
Number of friends: 5
Number of close friends: ... 1 or 2.
Do you have a computer?: Yes, you moron.
- Hoy many times do you use it?: Once daily, or more.
Do you have a purpose in life?: I don't know.
Are you hungry?: Not yet.
Are you thirsty?: Yes.
Are you sleepy?: No.
Are you clumpsy?: A lot.
Are you nuts?: Sometimes.

End of page 01. Put you actual time: 22:47

Game Over

2005-02-26T00:21:00.000-03:00

So, the summer here is over for me. And it was a long, really long one.

I mean, it all started as a dream. Then i began to work, and study. At the end, i was working and roughly uderstanding the principles of magnetism. And also i began my studies of japanese. All the things i wanted to do this summer (and i promised myself i will do them at new year's celebration) were done... And finally, i went to Coquimbo and saw my old uncle Oscar.

That guy, Oscar, is a character taken from a book. He can tell you all his life and never gets you bored. He was a sailor, an engineer, a laboratory helper, a worker, a cooker... He had a really nourished life.
And now i met him... He may have 79, but he still looks like the first time i saw him, many years ago. Man, he even has a watch that sometimes stops ans soetimes keeps going. Maybe that's his secret.
And his house. Wow, it doesn't have anything beyond the 80's. Even the phone is old. A really old sailor...
But still a human being. And like every other human being, he felt sad when we were going. I mean, for a guy who doesn't see his sons often, except when they need money, we were a miracle. We helped him cleaning the house and we even slept in the bed he offered for us...

He cried... I never saw him crying until that day.

So we leaved... A nice, fresh, sunny day. Not much traffic. We bought some cakes at La Ligua... The usual...

And now i'm here... I can't complain about this summer in any perspective. I feel good, exhausted, and happy. It was the best summer ever!!

My Last Day At Work

2005-02-21T02:30:00.000-03:00

This Sunday, ecerything was like i spected to be... Like i wanted to happen.

I started my turn as a cashier, smiling all the time, askng for people abut what did they wanted to eat, what did they want to donate and if they wanted to eat more for more money.
I asked for the meals that are made in the kitchen at the moment, and i ordered the things that were needed to be fried at the moment, too. I cleaned up trys over and over. I gived the cash back (if there was) and i ate my lunch at the breack.

But i also smiled more. I seemed happy. Because i was happy. Because it was my last day and i lived it as the best of all... I did it all the best i could do it, and when someone of my colleages had to go, i said goodbye ti him/her and huggued him/her. Not because i was leaving... Just because it was a good day.

Everything set, i wrote a message and put it in the message board. After that, a leaved and looked at the mall for a last time. It was cold, but i felt warm ion the inside. I wasn't a person who went to the mall and buys stuff. No, i was a street-market guy. But this month, i went so many times at the mall. Maybe more than in my entire life. So now i won't see the mall as i saw it before. Now, it's more human to me...

... Because i know there are humans in there.

Language??

2005-02-19T00:28:00.000-03:00

A friend replied about my idea. But i don't think he understood the problem.

The thing is that english is not my mother language. Neither i'm surrounded by people who acan understand it. In fact, i'm the only person who can speak fluid english in work. So i looked at this blog and said "well, i'm doing a pretty good job in here, but not everyone i know can read this...". After that, i created http://ahau-es.blogspot.com, where i can post in spanish.
After i spoke with my friend about my desition, he replied saying that, in fact, if i'm so cared about language, then i could make a multilanguage blog, and maybe that the understanding of what you're saying doesn't matter. Well, maybe he is right, but then i though about all the people who won't look at my blog just "porque está en inglés y no entiendo nada".

What a trouble i got in. Dindn't I?

Mmmmm.... Convinced

2005-02-09T18:55:00.000-03:00

So... I'm here for two reasons. The first reason, that a friend convinced me. And the second one, that the place where i was uploading photos and writing has fallen into a bunch of troubles and it doesn't seem to be repaired soon. So here i am. This place looks comfty enough to get used to. I'm thinking of a lot of things to say, but i guess that i will just wait.

I hope i can find my friend around here, I KNOW he is around here.