Friday, March 20, 2009

Reversible Singlet Vs Singlet

Today might be tough ...

back .. but I'm going to take at least one step toward making myself a better person than I was yesterday.

I myself have made me see a couple of missions for the coming months.

mission of the year 2009: see

confidence, calmness, patience and practice Gelasseheit

March Mission:
;
If you have to choose between right and kindness, choose kindness.

task: helping other people their right, can it zubleiben quiet.
goal: strengthening composure



Something nice happened to me yesterday to go.
wanted my dad to NEN perfume B-day now (which is now in our 25% discount). I am the day before the real me back and sprayed with various fragrances. And this presents them at home. One took all of her sweet very nice that model of Lamborghini Forza. The next day I went there and wanted to get it. On the way to the perfume department at Real, I encountered an employee. By then I was talking to and how it turned out, she wanted to buy perfume from Lamborghini NEN NEN what a coincidence. The joke is, she said it is no more. Then I thought to myself, so shit. (I wish I had the day before the last bottle to \u0026lt;> buy;) then I'm still out and I thought at first glance, there is still the package yesterday. Until then the 2nd look out, that's after-shave. And when I NEN few other perfumes, from the top shelf, the page turned and walked my eyes in the back rows. Winked at me one last package to. Lucky me, I thought. When I held the pack in my hand, which came out this was a more complete test version (not for sale). I even asked for the information and whether they would not sell me anyway. A few moments of waiting passed. Were also understaffed at the time and have little side mission ausnahmweise NEN done for them in my time off work.
end it was worth it, a boss came to me just said: "I can not sell you this. I give you "* smile *


The day before this cool gift to me is what happened in turn cool. I had then on some days in the last months, sometimes so nen Indians at the checkout. Yes, in real Indian outfit. And since I'm on Oh, yes jackets, I have the same time be cut down, where did he come from? He told me that he has made them and the help he could and give tips how to do something. When I meet so nem allerstes offer with a caution gewissenart human. Also, I've had the time and no leather or can buy. Eventually, another day in the last month, I then observed how these Indians, called the Mato, has maintained channel with an older colleague of the Open. First I have to thank the then inquired about the Indians. The day before yesterday, we are then met wiedermal, NEN bubbled bissel. Turned out he was the automatic shut-time and had then taught in schools as well as 5 combat master in various martial arts was (Fortbildungskus made in Japan) and already has seen some of the world. Repays he said, without leather, I would not know far and he would have to give away just that. could not refuse an offer like I do. Now I have to close it only create ne good Indian jacket from it.

Thank you.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Eml Motion Sensor Lights Flashing

who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up

One month in Buenos Aires around already! And it is corrosive, that I've written anything for so long because retelling of course now that much again is that you never have everything in life can put it in an update, let alone can make for livelier than a random point list.

Nevertheless, a small motion, we have our visas (it was what the pink pass 21 A for Asterix & Obelix), we are registered (which also cost 100 € 265 € per Matrikelgebühr module, rather than once, as originally intended), we both live in shared rooms, and tomorrow we go for both of us to college.

end at the point in common, for as Simon, as usual, the resident technical hit has landed, I was rather used by and has to move the end of the month again. I live in a beautiful spacious rooms in an old-fashioned, cute, bright duplex apartment with the most comfortable beds around the world ... But unfortunately, most present my roommate (the other two are two nice girls, but unfortunately barely there) my sixty-year old landlady, who lives next to me and both of our rooms have just doors / windows in the living room, which is something like an enclosed patio that is large and echoing and ears and also still kitchen, bathroom door and dining table contains. That means in plain English, that my privacy is limited to my closed glass door with curtain and acoustically very quickly over. When she sleeps, I can not do in a normal voice. If she is with someone in the living room, it is acoustically less in my room. When I wake up hungover at noon (which is the one time or another seemed possible * cough *), I will not run directly into her arms and a subtly disapproving glance harvest. When I am with someone late at night, just come over and talk in low voice, she wakes up. Gnahs.

why I prefer to April then off again and this time in a smaller room with a window (yes!) and balcony, in a beautiful house with large living room, large kitchen, nice terrace - and 4 international roommate early 20s and very nice landlord couple end 20 next door. Juhei! More detailed (and photos) will soon.

morning, as I said, that first Unitag. Now I'm taking two courses, one of which is three-and four periods, and which I hope both as full modules for Latin America Regional Studies be recognized at the OSI. My schedule looks fantastic:

Monday 19-21 h: Historia Argentina
Tuesday 17-20 h: Transición, Crisis y Reforma: Los Nuevos en América Latina Escenarios
Wednesday 19-21 h: Historia Argentina

and go! In addition, there appear to have a private tutorial per a week per course (?) - But no idea will look like. First, I for one am happy and can devote me alone my homework other activities ...

Otherwise, so far all is well. There was a four-hour Manu Chao concert under the stars, visiting Germany on the transit, there was one or the other dead cow, one or the other party, the odd bottle of Pisco, and many many bottles of Quilmes *. I spent 2 days in Uruguay, for which there may still be a separate post with pictures, once I have the best selection of all the affected memory cards.

I love Buenos Aires. Meanwhile, I have the feeling to know about me well here (well, in the four relevant district level) and feel at home when I walk out the door and my keys in the pocket shift, and check if I have enough coins and patience for the colectivo have or prefer to run 6 blocks to Subte - little things stop. I'm curious how it is tomorrow, when it finally starts.

As always a nice greeting to everyone - I hope you have nice holidays. Write me what is going on with you and was, and I want to see Carnival and Skifahrfotos!

* Disclaimer: The linked photos for illustration purposes are not mine, but creative commons from flickr.com ...