martes, 18 de agosto de 2009

Something more than just a visit

To think about other countries or other places to live is something that I had questioned to me sometimes. Well, I think that this kind of thinking is just about curiosity; because I would like to visit almost the whole planet (I wish I could do it).

If I have to choose one country for something more than just tour around I could say that I would like to live in England…specifically in London.

Why? Well I like the cold weather because I don’t like to sweat, and I can put on something warm to feel much better; I wouldn’t have any excuse to drink a delicious hot chocolate. Also I think it’s because the environment and the buildings are really cool, and I love the Underground.

Also there are many of my favourite artists, so I could easily go to a concert of them; there is so much to see like Stonehenge, Liverpool, Cambridge, Oxford, Manchester and many other, well London itself is a place full of places to visit.

If I could live there I would like to be a professor from Cambridge or Oxford University – I can’t say which one is better –; that would be really cool and I could have plenty of resources to do investigations, but for that I must study a lot. I could start doing a master’s degree in one of those universities...is something making some noise in my head just now.

The only thing that I don’t like from England is the political system they have, because I don’t like parliamentary government and also the royal family – I think they are useless for the people from England –. I think that if England would have a socialist government I wouldn’t think twice to go and live there.

Well but just to go and visit England or other countries, first I have to work and earn the money. That could take some time...I hope I could save that amount of money.

martes, 11 de agosto de 2009

The day before last term

I was already on vacations, enjoying the last day before starting classes again. There I was lying in my bed; then I didn’t expect to have a term like it was.

It was the start of my second year on university, studying anthropology; and all I knew were the classes that I was going to have: Anthropology III, Latin-American History, Elements of Physical Anthropology, Psychology, Statistics II and Linguistic; well and also exercises at the university’s gym. That was the term that was planned; I have good impressions from some classes and other ones were just awful.

The good ones were obviously Anthropology III; where I learned about Materialistic Theory – Hegel, Marx, Kroeber, Steward, White, Harris, Godelier, Habermas, Gramsci and other ones –, it was a difficult class because the professor was really hard at the evaluations but his classes were so cool that you can’t complain; also was Elements of Physical Anthropology; where I had a review from the different fields were Physical Anthropology develops, imagine how I liked that I decided to take that specialty also; and Statistics II; because I think that the professor is a great person and that statistics are really important for my professional work. All the other classes were just too boring or just bad…I really don’t want to comment about that; I don’t want to remember that.

With the exercise at the gym, it was really great; I had a difficult time with assistance at the beginning but it ended pretty well. It helped to me, because I started this term a diet to lose weight so the exercise was just perfect to help with that. I lost 10 kilos along the term so I’m really happy about that.

I had some difficult times at the end of the term with Statistics II and Linguistic, because I had exams in both classes; so I had to study until the very end. But everything went well and I didn’t fail in anything else. The only thing that I have to say is that in the last weeks of the term I was really stressed because I had too much work to do for the different classes so I was unable to sleep well; I have to thank to the cappuccino vanilla from the university, they helped me to stay awake.

Then, when everything was over I had two short weeks of vacations and now I’m already into another term…I really wanted longer vacations.

How could I imagine all of these would happen lying in a bed at summer?