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- another story. "Candy" Candy loved pies. Her favourite one was the apple pie. Well, actually she loved any type of pies. She could spend hours eating until she couldn’t stand it anymore. Then, she lay down in the coach while the next pie was already baking in the oven. Lately, Candy’s life had been very simple, basically, it was consisted in three things: working, eating and sleeping. Her work was very exhausting and when she finished she only wanted to relax and not to think in nothing. For this purpose, sleeping was perfect because you cant think while you are sleeping and she was so tired when she got home that she could take naps of almost three hours. After the long nap, she woke up and the first thing that went to her mind was “Apple pie”. And this idea was pretty attractive because in these times you don’t need to spend time baking, you just can buy a precooked pie, in that way you can eat anytime you feel like to. And, for sure, Candy ate anytime she felt like to. But, maybe, she felt like to too much. And she wasn’t only eating too much, but too quickly too. She even didn’t feel the flavours. For Candy the most important thing wasn’t quality but quantity. When you eat so much you usually aren’t able to sleep well so Candy was having bad dreams every night, and everytime she couldn’t sleep, guess what she did, eating. She ate until she felt sleepy and then, she went to bed again. Obviously, she was getting very fat. This made her feel more stressful and the thought of she should eat less made her hungrier so she ate a pie. She knew she was doing wrong what everyone has a vice right? When people are stressed smoke too many cigarettes so Candy ate too many pies. Why not? One day Candy had to assist to a special event in the office. She didn’t want to go, especially with that jerks who she worked with, but the boss wanted to see everyone there. At least, there was a good thing: food. She started to eat covertly, every time quicker just as every hour was getting borer. Finally, she achieved to finish all the pies she found without nobody complaint and when she was about to take the last snack of the last pie, suddenly, she exploited. So all the people burst in laugh covered in pieces of apple pie until the boss said: Ok guys, next point of the day?June 10, 201510
Mis anteojos.
Por lo importantes que son para mí, por lo mucho que los necesito, por lo esencial que son para mi vida, los abandoné hace mucho tiempo. ¡Qué malo es echar en falta algo que vale mucho para ti! Mis anteojos son un gran tesoro. ¿Cómo que sin ellos no veo nada? Una vez que los pongo puedo vivir en un mundo diferente sea de ficción, de aventuras, de ciencia y hasta de terror. Pero por lo ocupada que estoy últimamente no lo puedo hacer. ¡Qué lástima! Llevo unos meses sin leer nada, sin saber de esos secretos que solo están ahí en los libros. Echo de menos la lectura, echo de menos aquellos momentos cuando me estaba tan enganchada a un libro que no podía dormir hasta terminarlo. ¡Qué buenos tiempos aquellos! Pero ya queda poco para terminar los exámenes y pronto volveremos a estar juntos de nuevo. Queridos amigos míos, me hacéis mucha falta, pero ya regresareis. :)
0 votedMay 29, 20150Mi opinion acerca de los viajes
Los viajes son mavillosos! ¿Sabes por qué? Pues, ¡yo te lo digo! Los viajes nos hacen salir de nuestra rutina y vivir una experiencia totalmente diferente. Si puedes, no compres muchas cosas, sino viaja a donde te guste. Conocer a otras personas, culturas, lugares, comidas y historias, es algo esplendido. El mundo es encantador y necesitamos explorarlo (de una buena manera y con reaponsabilidad, ¡que no se olvide!). Los buenos recuerdos siempre estarán con nosotros haciendonos sonreir. Pero es cierto que también hay recuerdos que no son tan buenas. De cualquier forma, no hay que darles importancia. Es parte de la vida. Entonces, vamos a viajar y escribir páginas nuevas y bonitas en el libro llamado "nuestro breve pasaje en ese mundo".
0 votedMay 28, 20150Hola Italki Communidad
Hola a todos y todas, Estoy sentado aquí en mi silla de oficina. Debería estar dando clase pero el año academico está acabando y entonces estamos viendo una película. Durante una semana hemos visto las películas para luego hablar del arte del cine. La próxima semana la escuela termina y no voy a tener que trabajar por dos meses. Espero estudiar español mucho y limpiar mi casa. Estoy emocionado por tener algo de tiempo libre.
0 votedMay 28, 20150Mi Vida en Barcelona 2
He estado en Barcelona durante 4 semanas y estoy disfrutando mi vida aqui! Quiero practicar Espanol lo máximo posible, por eso ultimamente intento quedar con espanolas en Barcelona y hacer intercambio de idomas juntos. También practico con espanolas a traves del Skype. Mis companeros de piso son de Argentina y a veces intento hablar con ellos tambien. Voy a un escuela de idiomas para estudiar espanol de lunes a viernes y mis profesors son muy buenos y simpaticos. Antes de llegar a Barcelona no sabía nada sobre la cultura de Espana pero durante este tiempo he aprendido mucho! Por ejemplo, los españoles comen más tarde que los ingleses. ¡Mis compañeros de piso comen a las 12 a veces!
0 votedMay 28, 20151- "Viktor", a story There was a guy in my office who always makes me reflecting. He was 34 and he’d been working in this office for 10 years, to be honest he was very hardworker because he thought that his job was very important. Maybe this feeling makes him being so arrogant and unpolite. Despite of all this years working there, nobody could stand him, I’ve never heard anything good about him. Of course, I knew he was a jackass from the beginning. I had to do my training with him and it turned up really unbearable. His way of teaching consisted in watching me all the time and, when I failed, talking to me like a stupid. I don’t know how you are, but I can’t work under press, especially when someone watches every single thing I do. Once he was especially mean to me. I was finishing photocopy a document when I realised it was the wrong document. He saw me and started to say in front of the coworkers that I was useless and I hadn’t learnt anything during all those months. I almost burst in tears and when he saw my face he told me that I didn’t know how hard was for him when he was on training. As days passed, I could understand that he was doing this with all the new staff just like a revenge for how they treated him when he started. Sometimes life treats you in that way to makes you learn how not to treat people. Anyway, this guy didn’t learn this. He really thought he was better than the rest, you could see in his face every time somebody fails or he were right about something. He felt like he was a divine messenger of God, like the mankind couldn’t live without him. Have you ever been with someone who smells very bad but nobody dares to say something about it? I felt the same way about this guy. I couldn’t feel hate for him but I felt pity for him because everyone knew that he was stupid but him. Sometimes you are pretty sure about an idea or attitude that you forget that it’s not an universal thing and maybe you are wrong, maybe you’ve been wrong for a long time, maybe you’ve been wrong all your life and you didn’t know just because nobody said something. However, the worst thought I have right now is: if I were like this guy? If I’ve been stinking all my life?May 28, 201572
peliculas
Me gusta mucho ver peliculas. Es mi pasatiempo favorito. Ahora no estoy viendo muchas peliculas, porque vuelvo muy cansada a mi casa, después del trabajo y me arriesgo a dormirme sin verla! pero hace dos tardes, un colega vino a cenar conmigo y decidimos ver "Lluvia de hamburguesas" y "Lilo & Stitch". Estas peliculas son muy divertidas y me emocionan tambien. La primera es linda, Flint el personaje pricipal es cariñoso, con todas esas ideas locas, pero mi favorita es Lilo & Stitch. Soy muy empática con la chica, que quiere tener un amigo que siempre esté con ella, después ella tiene mucha imaginaciòn y es una admiradora de Elvis, que me encanta! al final de la pelicula yo lloré como una niña.
0 votedJune 14, 20141- story Some people called it intuition, others witchcraft. Whatever it was, Cassandra was able to divine certain things of the future. It was a gift from her grandmother, something she called “spiritual abilities”, because we not only inherit physical qualities, also those related with the spirit, the mind, the psychology, the soul. Sometimes were just little things, when a glass was going to pull over or someone was going to fall ill, stupid things that don’t really care. Despite of this, it was interesting because she used to perceive things when they were about to be broken, or fallen, or spilled, or destroyed. The animals have a common sense to feel when something bad is going to happen, so she does. Her worst feelings were about the future, but the distant future. Night after night she revolted in her bed dreaming. In these dreams she appeared in another body, seeing with unknown eyes and in a very different environment. The dreams were more likely nightmares because she was scared all the time. And with this fear she woke up every morning and she going to the bed every night. She didn’t want to be like that, but you can’t pretend to be happy when you can feel the tragedy, when you can smell it in every corner of this planet. For this reason, everything she talked or she wrote became a tragedy. Her words fed the tragedy and the tragedy impulse her words, like a damn dependent relationship. She struggled thinking in another things and enjoying her life like somebody else, but a stiff smile was the best she could do. People said she was crazy and nobody ever listened to her, so she became to be alone. She wasn’t dramatic, the time was. But they didn’t want to understand. So she ended like her grandmother, dying in some dark corner of these lonely nights and repeating the sentence of that beautiful song: “The madness is to be able to see beyond”.June 12, 201430
