Showing posts with label Laughing about myself. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Laughing about myself. Show all posts

1/17/2008

Tomorrow's Interview

About a month ago, I've presented myself for a scolarship to study in the United States. Since one of the pre-requisites to apply for it was to write a personal essay saying why would someone like to study abroad, and specifically on the States, I have no clue on what would be the questions tomorrow (assuming they've read what I wrote). Assuming some of the questions will be personal ones (as Do you smoke?, or similar), the one's left remains as a mystery to me. Suggestions? Things that come to my mind would be:

  • What do you think of terrorism?
  • Have you been in prison?
  • Why would you like to study in the States, over another country?
  • Would you consider to live in the States?
  • Do you consider yourself better than other appliers to this scolarship?
  • What makes you think you deserve this scolarship?
  • Name all the 50/51 States
  • Are you snoring?
  • Hello?

12/13/2007

A pleasant call

The day before yesterday, a friend of mine from the UK, Z, called me to catch up. We met over the Internet, and since then (about three or four years ago), we call each other, whether to practise my english and his spanish, to catch up on each other's life, to say Merry Christmas or Happy New Year, or drunk dials -hehe, I have a message of him in my answering machine, where he is totally wasted, hahaha-. One of the subjects we talked about was employment rates and salaries. Well, he was quite amused and shocked with the salaries you get here in Uruguay. In England, an average salary is about 4000 U$D, while in Uruguay, you can mantain a house on your own with a 400 U$D salary -as a good payment-. On the other hand, cost of life is way more cheap here than in the UK -or Europe-, besides it's a matter of logic and reason because of our wages, altough in terms of technology costs are almost the same. So he wanted to invest here -on a banana plantation, if García Márquez hears, he would have a heart attack-, or at least work here to gain experience. And he encountered two difficulties:

  • His spanish is quite limited, we joked about he working as a dish washer.
  • Payment is low, but if it is a salary good enough for living here, that wouldn't be an issue.
He asked me where could i find a Spanish institute for foreigners, which i have no idea. And changing the subject, he went to see Interpol's recital, and when he asked me what music I was listening to, I said I've become an "Indie" Girl. - "What the hell happened to you? You used to be more hardcore, you know" - "Well, you know, I softened up" Hehehehe. He also told me he worked as an art ankerman in Australia for about three months, and he's trying to make work out a long distance relationship with a girl there -that's his bad karma, ot wouldn't be the first time that occurs to him the fact of having a long distance relationship-. I would like to help him, but i dunno how to advice him if i never had that kind of love. We talked about two more hours, but the interesting part of the chat is there, the other stuff are dillusional thoughts of both of us, hehe. See ya!

9/28/2007

Love Chain

Amor, on his blog, published this chain, that i liked a lot, so i will follow it:

  • Pick the closest book, go to page 18, and transliterate the fourth line: "...elásticas sutilezas de los tiempos verbales habrían..." (Las intermitencias de la muerte, of José Saramago, Nobel award of Literature, Lisboa, 2005).
  • What was the last thing you saw on TV?: A rank of the top ten animals which created better techniques of survival. Not suitable for lunch.
  • Beside the noise of the PC, what do you hear?: The orchestal soundtrack of the game Final Fantasy VII, it fascinates me.
  • When did you go out last time , and where did you go?: To the seaside (rambla) twice this day, on the morning and in the afternoon, with different friends.
  • What are you wearing now?: A wool pink shirt, and brown trousers, with pink shoes.
  • When did you laugh last time?: All day.
  • What is in the wall in the room you are located now?: A painting made of my mom, a chinese symbol of autumm in lilac, and a lot of bookshelves.
  • Did you see something weird today?: A widget to do widgets. That's something without reason.
  • What was the last movie you saw?: I catched a double pack of AXN with The Patriot, and Braveheart. Aweeeesomeeee.
  • If you become a billionaire tonight, what would be the first thing you buy?: A house. And a lot of bookshelves.
  • Tell us something of you that we don't know: I'm amazingly lazy.
  • Do you like to dance?: Yes, a lot, and different styles and types of music too. But only when i'm at a discotheque.
  • What names would you pick for a boy and a girl?: Gabriel and Celeste. And Andrés too.
  • Did you planned to live abroad?: Yes, at some point in my life. But i love my country.
  • What would you like to hear from God when you reach paradise?: "Tell St. Peter that this must be a mistake" (Face of amusement) O_O "Hahahaha, that was a joke, welcome".

9/11/2007

Three lawyer jokes

1) A lawyer was driving his big BMW down the highway, singing to himself, "I love my BMW, I love my BMW." Focusing on his car, not his driving, he smashed into a tree. He miraculously survived, but his car was totaled. "My BMW! My BMW!" he sobbed. A good Samaritan drove by and cried out, "Sir, sir, you're bleeding! And my god, your left arm is gone!" The lawyer, horrified, screamed "My Rolex! My Rolex!" 2) A doctor and a lawyer were attending a cocktail party when the doctor was approached by a man who asked advice on how to handle his ulcer. The doctor mumbled some medical advice, then turned to the lawyer and asked, "How do you handle the situation when you are asked for advice during a social function?" "Just send a bill for such advice" replied the lawyer. On the next morning the doctor arrived at his surgery and issued the ulcer-stricken man a $50 bill. That afternoon he received a $100 bill from the lawyer. 3) A gang of robbers broke into a lawyer's club by mistake. The old legal lions gave them a fight for their life and their money. The gang was very happy to escape. "It ain't so bad," one crook noted. "We got $25 between us." The boss screamed: "I warned you to stay clear of lawyers -- we had $100 when we broke in!"