Sports

I'm not a fan of sports actually, bu there is one I like to practice and is being a goalkeeper. I've played soccer since I had 7 years and there's been times in which I haven't practice it at all, for years. But that has changed since I've entered university, because now I have the chance to make a team and practice with them. I've always liked this position, because I'm not a runner and I don't know how to drift. But I know how to fall and throw myself to catch the ball and I have good stamina (while I'm being at the net) and I tend to watch the field to precise a strategy and tell my team where is the best road to make a goal. I also practiced Full Contact, which is a martial art discipline in which all the body is used as a weapon. I learned this discipline some time ago, but I retain almost everything I've learn about it. The fact that I wanted to learn about this disciplines was for protection (bullying and such) and to hone my skills as a warrior (even if people think this is something for the Japanese or the orientals). Right now I'm relaxing (because is Summer) but I intend to keep practicing this disciplines in a near future, because I don't want to loose my abilities nor I want to be chubby.

The Best Month

For me, the best month of the year would be December. It has pretty much everything I like. The end of classes, the beginning of Summer, Christmas and gifts, sandy beaches calling forth, you get the point. In fact, this is my favorite season above all. I can relax and exercise (if I choose to), chase Santa Claus for candies (in my city), or have some nice time with my family and be of help at home. Because of this things and a lot more, I like December and all it involves. So, if anyone asks me, I'll tell them that they should thrive for this month too. It has everything! Not to mention the fact that I can see women in bath suits...

Work about "My first day as a university student"

Work done in class that went lost thanks to the teacher though it wasn't his fault (partialy)

To begin with, this work I present was suppossed to be delivered on Monday, not Thursday (or another day) but alas, I'm nuts and I forgot completely about it. The only good explanation I have for this is, that I recently recieved a german sheppard and she's 3 months old.

Outline Ideas

• First day experience
• It's not my first day as an university student
• Odd stuff
• I got lost
• Ways of getting on the right track
• Not many things to be reminded of
• Plain day
• Almost got embarrassed
• Final experience

The principal idea is to explain that this is, suppossedly, not my first day as an university student. In relation to the university, which is this one, I am a first time student, but it's not really related to the title, which says "My first day as an university student". But it doens't change that much. I mean, the fact that it's still my first day of classes as an university student in another university. Really cheeky title indeed... But regardless, this is the way I outlined my paragraph.

Draft

I'm really ashamed to say that I don't possess any kind of draft (while tying), because I manage to correct and edit at the same time I'm writing. This may seem as a pretty nifty skill, but then again, it escapes the basic rule that says: "it is imperative to have any kind of rough draft to balance both the first and the last work to show any kind of progress in between them, so indeed, there must be one thing to balance with". Well, I disobey directly that rule and move forwad doing the final draft at the time I'm doing the first one (that's the joy of typing :D) so if there are no drafts in here it's because I overlap the aforementioned rule and finish the work immediatly while fixing typos. Be my guest.

My first day as a university student

My first day as an university student may be my "second" first day as an university student. Why? Because this is the second university I attend to. But my experience about the first day in this university (UNAP) was really plain. I got to meat a lot of new people, ways of teaching and so many other things that I've forgot during my time overseas, but still, it was plain. That day, in March, is to remember. I arrived late to the university and got lost, as always, but luck as my witness, I found my way to the gym in which the opening of the year would take course. After the greetings and things alike, I went to the classroom assigned for the people of translation and social work; but it was odd, seeing that I was the only man in the group, I though I got lost again and that I was going to get embarrassed in front of everyone. Luckily again, I was on the right spot at the right time, but still I remained to be the only guy among a see of females (not that there were a lot anyway). The day went smoothly after all, no such thing as turmoil or whatsoever. And then I got to meet my soon-to-be colleagues and teachers. To sum it all up, it was a fancy ordinary looking day than went as expected, plain and odd.

The Best Season

The best season of the year for me would be Summer. It possess everything I like. It's hot, there are vacations, women get to dress shorter clothes, new game releases come to the stores, it happens right in the middle of Christmas and New Year's Eve... Those things that I like the most. I like the Summer because it holds one of my most memorable memories from were I was a kid. I remember having such a grate time at Christmas with my folks that I would forget every worry in the world. Also, when I was younger and had more friendships due to school, we liked to go to the beach, from morning to dusk. What can I say? I love to dress our tree for Christmas and the smell of recently opened plastic... Ahh... Such good memories. And family obviously, I had more time to share with them.

Love. Real or Utopia

Actually, love is a fleeting feeling, one that comes and goes. You never know when it will hit you, nor where it will come from. It's a feeling that cannot be described by words or scientific terms. It's something that exist, but outside the range of our understanding. I may say that love is real, but we can't discern what it is or how it manifests. I have suffered from loving someone, I have had cheerful moments with that person, I can remember having those moment, so I say that love exists, thus making it real. I can't say it's utopian, because it's not never ending. Love ends as it begins, due to many circumstances, it doesn't remain 'till eternity, because I don't know if it exist. I think love is real because we all have had experiences with it, good and bad, and we know that love as itself may end. So, love can't be utopian, because it's not perfect, but tries to be.