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おげんきですか

今日はここいい日と天気ですね
私はスペインからきました
と日本がとても大好き
日本の食べ物はおいしです

もう行かなくちゃ

またね！！


Posted at Tue Jan 31 11:40:13 UTC 2012
]]> http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/1292367 http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/1292367 Pepa Tue Jan 31 11:40:13 UTC 2012
I can't really remember when it was exactly that I last entered here.
Maybe 6 or 7 months....

I registered in this site cause I'm very interested in learning different languages...
and specially japanese language and culture....

....sooo many things have happened during these 6 months...

I visitted Japan 2 times......
I fell in love with japanese man and I'm currently enjoying a very satisfying and bright relationship
with him.( Eventhough long-distance)

It's very probable that I'll be living for a while in Japan in quite near future.

so...I'm embarrased to admit my japanese language progress hasn't been so spectacular ...during these months.

soooo from now on I'm back here , ready to give my all at learning japanese....
and write a bit everyday...

I'm very motivated so I'll do my best!!

Posted at Sun Jan 29 21:59:17 UTC 2012
]]> http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/1289856 http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/1289856 Pepa Sun Jan 29 21:59:17 UTC 2012
7:30pm .My teacher was feeling kind that afternoon so he allowed us to go earlier than usual.
I really like this teacher.He explains everything really well and he is funny when he has to be.

Normally ,I take the subway back home but yesterday I had a birthday party so I thought I would go back by car with one of the other students.
I did this because I wanted extra time to take a shower and get myself pretty.

The only one who had to go in the same direction as me ,was the youngest and had just obtained the driving license.

He is a nice person but he sometimes seems a bit immature.

In five minutes we were already lost. I told him the way we should go but he just answered that he knew what he was doing.
I started to laugh because I could have never imagined someone could have such a bad orientation.

He laughed with me but he just kept making the wrong decisions.We passed by many roundabouts which could've solved the situation but he didn't even give them a glance.

In my opinion he couldn't have done it worst even if it had been on purpose.

We circled the whole city and ended at the the port.
At last he seemed to head for the right direction but there was a really dangerous curve ahead of us.
He was using the 5th gear.
I thought he was going to reduce speed but he entered the curve as if it was nothing.

I recall the turmoil in my head, should I shout? Should I grab the controls?What about the pedals?
My mind made the decision in an instant.
I thought I should remain silent and have faith in him because me taking action would only freeze him and reduce our possibilities of success.

We were in the middle of the curve and I could feel the inertial forces making the wheels skid as he used the brakes energetically.

Fortunately it was a minor skid and we could resume our way.
We were both in shock . He confessed to me he hadn't known what to do before such a curve so he had just followed his instincts.

I can't believe how I managed to stay so calm.

I'm never going to get inside a car with him ever again.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g7xyddBDEBo
Every situation has a dance attached to it.



Posted at Fri May 13 08:24:56 UTC 2011
]]> http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/927079 http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/927079 Pepa Fri May 13 08:24:56 UTC 2011
I had three exams . My low spirits were evident as I walked back home.
But then, I turned the music on!!!!
I stood before my sister's human size mirror and danced to my heart's content.

I opened her wardrobe and pulled scarfs, hats....anything that could add excitement to the game.

Her room became a real mess but I was able to perform the cobra, the bellydancer, the scooby doo(locking style).

Before I realised it my unsatisfied mood had drifted away!!!

I'd really like to learn more!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XG6YAIadvgI&feature=related

Posted at Mon May 09 20:51:50 UTC 2011
]]> http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/922581 http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/922581 Pepa Mon May 09 20:51:50 UTC 2011
Finally after I researched and thoroughly questioned my grandmother about her life, today I start her biography so relax and enjoy.

"Today it's the 9th of March 1926. My name is Esperanza, I'm 6 years old and just now I must say I am the most scared child in the world.

Darkness surrounds me in this enormous and humid room.
By forcing my eyes a little I can differentiate the unvaluable Philippine furniture and just in front of me there is a human sized mirror in which I can see the reflexion of a miserable little girl sitting on the floor with her elbows resting on her knees .The faint gleam on her cheeks reveals her pained tears ."My tears "I say to myself and I dare not look any further as the presence of two, children sized Chinese vasses terrifies me. The red,purple and orange demons which decorate these luxurios items seem to move their yellow eyes in the dark whiles they show me their sharp teeth.

"How did I get here, in this dark and oppressing house ?"I ask myself. It's all my mothers fault or at least that's what my odious grandmother louise concludes everytime I ask. She then starts to badmouth her telling me"Not even cats abandon their kittens ,then what kind of mother is yours that abandons you to elope with her lover?"
I still remember to weeks ago when I lived happily with my parents and my little sister Marisa at my cozy and bright colored furnitured house.My mother was very energetic and caring with me. I could see in her violet colored irises that she loved me.She played with me and continously expressed her satisfaction about sharing her name with me"Esperanza".
It is now that I realise that the real reason why you took me so many times to the doctor was not because you were worried about my health but because you wanted to be with your loved doctor.

I hate to think that she doesn't love me and when my dad's mother "Louise" tells me so in this grand,black and hollow house of hers, I can't help myself but run and lock myself in this horrifying beauty of a room.

It was very noisy outside .The servants knocked ,shouted and tried to persuade me to come out for dinner, that's when I heard my grandmother ordering the maids to turn the lights of the room off and informing me that I didn't deserve to eat ,so I could stay here as much as I liked.
"I hate her!""I won't loose to my grandmother and her rants!""My mother loves me and she will surely come for me and take me back to our home very soon".

Before I realised it I had extended my arm .Then I started to stretch my fingers one by one heading for the purple demon .My index finger touched the cold surface of the vase. Instantly the visual illusion of the demonic moving eyes dissappeared.

I wasn't scared anymore.
I had won this battle but not the war.

Posted at Tue May 03 12:37:27 UTC 2011
]]> http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/913820 http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/913820 Pepa Tue May 03 12:37:27 UTC 2011
Today the weather is fine ,cloudy but warm.We'll have showers in the night.

This morning I acompanied my 91 year old grandmother to the hospital to do some blood ,urine and faeces analysis.

Esperanza is her name which means in spanish" hope".

Her health is as good as a rose eventhough she is a hard smocker and eats only sugary cakes, eggs, and very sweet coffee.

I love her very much .She is fun to be around as her mind is very active.
She has lived through two wars ,reads a lot ,still loves to dance and sometimes performs in dramas for fun.
I find her life experiences really interesting so I thought maybe someday I would write her life story...maybe I'll start soon.

Coming back to the present we reached the hospital carrying two clinical containers with urine and faeces samples.

She carried them in her handbag so we were astonished to discover that the liquid contents had spilt inside. She then realised she hadn't closed the container well enough.

We went to the bathroom to clean the disaster.Even if you find this a bit disgusting ,I'm studying medicine so I have to habituate to this kind of situations as they are bound to happen again and again.

Afterwards we realised she had to refill the container for the analisis so went into a cafeteria to drink lots and lots and lots of water. We laughed so much together.

The place was called" Gastronomia mediterranea" and you could see recently finished meals displayed on the counter.
In the end we finished what we had to do and decided to eat at the restaurant.

So that was today's morning adventure.

Posted at Wed Apr 20 10:40:28 UTC 2011
]]> http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/896051 http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/896051 Pepa Wed Apr 20 10:40:28 UTC 2011


Once a a year , in the beautiful city of Valencia(Spain) mysterious events take place.
This happens cause long ago the men of Valencia carved wood and all the spare materials were acummulated and burnt in a big pile once year.
People thought that just as the useless pieces of wood were burnt so did the memories of bad things that had occured up until then.
Therefore the city was purified and a new ,fresh start was possible,until next year.

As time passed by artists started to carve the worthlles wood pieces making authentic pieces of art centered around a certain theme.

This was how the festivity called Fallas was born.

This years winner monument's theme is "the hunter hunted" .
Of course it was burnt the 19th of March.

During nightime there are many parties music and fireworks!!!!It's a very busy week!!!.

It gives good luck to dance around the burning monument holding hands.Normally the firemen join in!!!

Posted at Sun Apr 17 19:02:22 UTC 2011
]]> http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/892347 http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/892347 Pepa Sun Apr 17 19:02:22 UTC 2011 I hope I don't give anyone a headache with my writing.
I must remember to read something written by kenzaburo Oe and Yasunari kawabata.

이건 내 첫번째 한국어 항목입니다
난 내 서면으로 두통을 포기하지 마 바랍니다.
내가 kenzaburo OE 및 야스나리의 카와 바타 작성한 뭔가를 읽고 기억합니다.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=05xVxzmqX5I&feature=fvst
This song
Is one I never thought that I'd play
But if you want me gone
There are kinder ways to say
So long than spitting in my face

They don’t teach these things in school
They just lay down the rules which are there for you to break
Which are there for you to break

If I’m wrong
Then dust me off and put me in my place, but
Drop a bomb
Shall you blow me away without even a trace?
I’ll be gone and I won’t give chase

‘Cause when you’re in pieces, you pick up the bits, and nothing fits, and the wind blows
You away
Oh, the wind blows you away
Oh, the wind blows you away
Oh, the wind blows you away

[vocalization]

I pray
There will come a time when I think of you and I smile
These days
Everything seems to last only a while
Remember the names
For the day when we’d have a child

But the trouble with dreams, they’re not what they seem, ‘cause when you awake, they fall through your fingers
In flakes
They fall through your fingers in flakes
They fall through your fingers in flakes
They fall through your fingers in flakes


P.S I recently visited takemiart.com brilliant photos

Posted at Fri Apr 15 08:49:12 UTC 2011
]]> http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/888821 http://lang-8.com/257968/journals/888821 Pepa Fri Apr 15 08:49:12 UTC 2011