Vivaaaa Santiasco!!!

From all the opinions that someone could ask me, this is one of the toughest. Why? because I don't live here.
Anyway, from all of what I've seen. People in santiago seem to always be in a hurry, no matter where they go, why they go, they're always in a hurry. According to this, I think that life in Santiago is a crap. Most of the time I'm relaxed so this kind of situations freakme out.
Another crappy thing of living in the Capital, are the loud noises and the big cuantity of cars that produce them. Who can live a relaxed life wtih all that noise?
Call me "Huaso" if thou want, but living in Santiago is like living in a rollercoaster. As long as I can, I shall stay living at my "Melicity", while thy destiny is to suffer the agitation of the "Big apple".

Dudes! what about urinotherapy?

This is an alternative therapy ( for western culture at least), that consists in the aplication of human urine for cosmetic or health purposes.
It was used in various cultures and it is still used nowadays.


Here is a link to check more about it!!!


http://www.integrativehealthcare.net/html/urinotherapy.php

In case you wanna watch the video

Yo dudes, go to Giordano's blog

Some things we forget

Hi everybody, now that we have this blog thing I would like to express something I think many of us have felt here at the Uah.
Sometimes the university's empolyees are slow and don't care about what we ask them, but there is always one that is there for us... I am talking about "Normita". I do not know if you share this with me, but I think she is the best secretary of all time, she knows everything and is always willing to help. We should give her a thanksgiving present at the end of the semester.

I never thought there was omniscient people untill I met normita... Sabin.

What about the pollution!?

"jai evribady, mai neim is polponder and i lernt mai inglich at a russian-indi-mexico-chilean escuul.

ses yu leiter gays!

IGNITION!!!

So, this is how it beggins. Destiny has finally forced me to create a "Blog", at last he has beaten my resistance. Anyway, I just expect to do a good job taking care of this thing, and also learn how to use it in a sexy way.
There is no reason to put my name, because everyone knows each other (it is a class blog, DAH!).

Well, that is it

greetings to: the hood guys, the zombie killer, the french fries-sandwich eater, the giant girl, the clean armpits guy, and the visual gay-man.

Gooodbye everybody...

I shall crush the world of education, from Meli to the country... Sabin.