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Wednesday, 19 February 2014

My first love

In everyone's life there are different experiences; one of them is the first love. It can make or break you.
I have always listened that it’s a love that will live in your heart, remain in your memory, and cherish forever and that a person’s first love is powerful because it comes from innocence and naivety.
I was dating him for over 10 months. We had lots of things in common, including music, school, careers, outlook on life, we had a lot of fun together and he treated me so well I also lived a lot of new experiences with him and I enjoyed every single moment we were together. On top of that, my family thought he was great. He had all the things I thought I was looking for and I still think he was a wonderful boyfriend.
In this point, I would say that I don't know if he was my first love. Somehow my heart wasn't in it. I gave it time, but this aspect didn't improve. I was comfortable with him and fairly happy. But there was a part that was missing. I started noticing other couples being affectionate and wished that could be me. I started distancing myself more and more from him and I finally broke up.
Currently, I still ask myself if I had ever loved him or if he was just my best friend. Despite all this, I have no doubt that what I had been through while I was with him will remind in my memory.

My First Love

I do not find any words to describe how my first love was. It happened two years ago, when I was 16. I remember me saying that I did not want anything serious because it may affect my studies, but when it happens you cannot ignore it. 

When I was little nobody warned me about what was this kind of feeling . At first, I did not want to go further because I felt scared of what could happen if I got obsessed with him, but it was simply inevitable. My first love was like I imagined it: long, funny, compatible with my activities, attractive, questionable, intriguing... But I was persistent as I did not want this love to ever end. We started meeting once per week talking about our interests and our doubts, we discovered we both like the same things. After some months, we were forced by our enthusiasm to pass together at least one hour everyday. Although I have spent very good times with him they were also the worst ones of my life. Yes, we listened to the same kind of music and we used to go together to the library to read romantically some histories. Moreover, we lunched and had dinner together and, as a result, I began to meet less my friends. Nevertheless, spending two years meeting everyday and talking about the same topics definitely complicated our relationship and I started to have doubts about our future. 

Finally, we found a solution to our problems and all the spent hours together helped us to see things clearer. We talked about what we liked and interested us until wee hours and this relationship consumed me psychologically. For those who do not know it already, I want to say that my love is my Research Project and I do not care about all those people who say our relationship is absurd because it was the only one who was with me without complaining about stupid things like most of the partners my peers had. I love him and I am not ashamed to shout it loud! 

Tuesday, 18 February 2014

My first love

We all have first love. Each had a life full of wishes, hopes and dreams. And of course joy and sometimes pain. Looking back on it, I got this curious feeling of love. I was fifteen years old in last year at my primary school when I first time met him. We traveled with the same bus and that was perfect place beside the school to meet him better.
We ended up spending a lot of time together. We laughed and got to know each other pretty well. But nothing was ever said about ‘dating’. Instead, we just flirted and have fun. One day, he asked me to go out. I was floating in the air, but of course, my parents don’t allow it because I'm still young. They didn’t want to get involved in this love thing. They afraid that if I started going out with him it might affect my school. But he still didn’t stop asking me out, so finally I agreed but secretly. That day he just keep staring in to my eyes, without saying anything he kiss me tenderly. 
After few months of dating, everything become different and wierd. We used to argue all the time. I thought that love disappeared. We agreed to end this relationship and to stay friends at least. I can't say that I was happy, but he really changed, and I wanted to have some nice memories on my first love. Even we made this though decision, he would still be a part of my life and I will never forget my first love.


my first love

What I could say about my first love? When you are a child and you grow up, you start wondering how your first love would look like, and you dream about it every time you see a romantic film or you listen to a love song. But the truth is that when it appears, you realize that he is completely different from what you dreamt about. That’s what had happened to me.

I used to dream about my perfect love, in my dreams he was handsome, really handsome, nice and intelligent, he was just perfect. But perfection doesn’t exist, and someday I get tired of waiting for him to arrive. Until one day I met him, I have to say that it wasn’t love at first sight or something like that. In a short time, we started to go out just as friends, we discovered that we both like the same things; the same movies, the same kind of music, TV programmes ... we share everything and we get really close. Some months before, he turned out to my best friend. And someday something changed, it may be difficult to understand but one day I realize that I had fallen in love with him.  He was handsome, but not in the way I used to dream about, he wasn’t perfect or my dream come true, he was just my best friend and I didn’t know how to deal with it. Finally, I tell him the truth and he just smiled at me, I was pretty nervous and embarrassed, and he kissed me. Although we both like each other that story ended, because we prefer being friends instead of being a couple, as they say love complicates everything. Nowadays he is still my best friend and someone I can really trust to.

The first love is something important in life, someone who you will never forget, and someone special. And your first love isn’t what you dreamed about, but that doesn’t mean that he isn’t going to be perfect. Because, he was just perfect to me.

Wednesday, 15 January 2014

I WOULD LIKE TO VISIT... VIENNA!

A city I would like to visit:

I’ve visited many European cities, but I feel like going to Vienna, the main capital of Austria. When I was little, I used to sit next to my grandmother while she played piano. I loved many of the pieces she played, but I got always especially impressed by a Mozart’s piece called the Turkish March. From that moment, I’ve been interested in classical piano music.  Mozart was born in Vienna long time ago, and nowadays, the city is known as “the city of music”. 

One of my friends is living there, and she told me that Austrian people are very closed in the sense that they prioritize inhabitants working conditions as occupation, salaries, formation, etc. So, although it’s a calm city with good a life-quality level, it’s difficult for foreigners to find a job. 

Despite that, she says that the city is amazing and has impressive buildings. And one thing that I value the most are that huge green spaces that feeds the city of vitality and fresh air. So, in order to my point of view, Vienna could be a good destination to go to next summer. Would you like to come with me? 

Thursday, 21 November 2013

EDUCATION SYSTEM

Now a days, Spain is below the OECED average in PISA test. Furthermore, government isn’t doing anything to change this situation. For this reason, we have to improve our education system.

In my opinion, teachers only congratulate people who have good marks. The other students, also like to study and  need high marks to enter (at) the university, too. Most of teachers don’t pay attention in there. Furthermore, the classes are too larger. The concentration of a teenager is smaller than a hour. In my opinion, a good point is to make seven classes of 45 minutes per day. Although, I think that the  problem of the Spanish education is the money. We don’t have all the resources that we need and for this reason we don’t have to  qualified education.


To sump up, I would like to say that the government has to put more presupposes in the education. The teenagers will be the future, and it’s important that they have a good education.

Tuesday, 5 November 2013

Dialogue between two explorers in danger.

Mike Stroud: Oh man… I am starving. I have to eat something.

Randolph Fiennes: You can’t, we have run out of food, remember?

Mike Stroud: Oh my god, so I will have to eat you! I am starving to dead…

Randolph Fiennes: You must be joking, right?

Mike Stroud: I am not dude; I can’t handle this situation…

Randolph Fiennes: Think about people who are suffering multiple sclerosis, if you overcome this situation, with the money we are raising a lot of research can be done, so stop crying and keep on walking.

Mike Stroud: Well, Imma make an effort for the people, hope they remember me; I don’t want my story to end up being used for just an essay for a reading.

Randolph Fiennes: Oh, that won’t happen! If we make it, we’ll be so famous, everyone will know our name.

Mike Stroud: For sure! Oh there’s an Emperor Penguin let’s hunt him!

Randolph Fiennes: Come on… Are you serious?

Mike Stroud: Yes, I am, no-one will know that. Give the machete.

Randolph Fiennes: Will you eat that penguin raw? Dude you are sick…

Mike Stroud: I told you that I am starving so, if I don’t eat that penguin Imma eat you, man! Give the machete!

Randolph Fiennes: Here you have, that’s insane...

After hunting the penguin, Mike Stroud is eating the poor animal.

Randolph Fiennes: Ehhm… So… How does it taste?

Mike Stroud: Freaking good! You want some?

Randolph Fiennes: Errr… No…! Well give me some, just to try…

Mike Stroud: Remember not to tell anyone about this, you have never eaten a raw penguin, right?


Randolph Fiennes: Whatever you say man… Of course I won’t tell anyone about this.

Travelling for adventure

Recently, it is popular amongst travellers to go abroad looking for adventures. For many, exploring new exotic areas is a better alternative than going to the same place as last vacation. 

The trend of travelling for adventure started with the social networks, photographs and TV documentaries motivate tourists to grab their baggage and go on an exciting trip. Tourists feel interested about places and cultures they haven’t seen before. Moreover, the bravest ones seek for activities such as skydiving, scuba-diving, mountain biking, rock climbing, rafting, an exciting safari and so on. These experiences involve any kind of risk or danger, and it makes them more attractive among the younger ones. Meanwhile, for many travellers, going on an expedition with a group in a jungle or in an ancient city like the Acropolis of Athens and learn about the culture of the area is already a good adventure trip. In order to find the perfect trip for each one we go to travelling agencies, where we are asked questions about what we expect of the travelling, so as to offer us the best alternative.

To sum up, when traveling to a foreign country, besides learning about cultures and ways of life, you can have an amazing time full of emotion and adrenaline.