tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144304902009-05-02T10:37:37.402-06:00e!There´s always something else to learn... <br><br>
Sometimes, you find yourself in the middle of nowhere...
and sometimes, in the middle of nowhere you find youself.
<br>Keep trying, keep going!
<br>WELCOME TO MY BLOG!!!Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.comBlogger196125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-56959305484165999622008-11-05T22:02:00.004-06:002008-11-05T23:06:29.033-06:00DirtySexyMoney<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I recently posted how <a href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/2008/10/addicted-to-tv.html">addicted to TV</a> I am, and while ALIAS is/was my favorite show, and I totally love the drama of Grey's Anatomy, Private Practice, Brothers and Sisters and Desperate Housewives, I have to say that <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Dirty Sexy Money </span></span>is the the best series showing on ABC this season. Seriously, like you never know what's gonna happen, you never know who knows what, who is good, who is bad, who is watching, who is in control of the situation, who is weak, etc.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I just saw it and I will have to wait 2 weeks (because there's something else showing next Wednesday) to see what is actually happening. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">And here is the pilot</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">enjoy =D</span></div></div><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lY1lYHQqyFc&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lY1lYHQqyFc&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-5695930548416599962?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-80342142422487362302008-11-02T11:30:00.001-06:002008-11-02T11:30:57.247-06:00Technorati<a href="http://technorati.com/claim/n6y826j7m6" rel="me">Technorati Profile</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-8034214242248736230?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-83784953653201782352008-11-01T20:50:00.005-06:002008-11-01T21:13:11.216-06:00Dey!I will post this because I think that the fact that my friend: Edyson Dos Santos; is searching his own happiness is one more thing that I admire about him. <div>Dey is a person with a bast list of qualities: leadership, charisma, fun, sexy (latin type), and the list goes on, above all, Dey is a man who fulfill his promises. </div><div>So here it is: <span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:12px;"><a href="http://manofmylife.blogspot.com"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">http://manofmylife.blogspot.com</span></a> </span></div><div>Good luck Dey =D</div><div>Best wishes for you and your soulmate =D</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-8378495365320178235?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-37690735817613522812008-10-30T17:30:00.001-06:002008-10-30T17:32:44.867-06:00Opportunities<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">I’ve never been a huge fan of accounting, but lately my interest has increased because it is a good thing to know about money, to know about the way companies make and keep their money. I believe it takes motivation to commit your life to accounting, and if you really like it, you have to go for it and be the best at it. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">Being the best at it involves a never ending desire for learning and the search for the perfect job for you, a job in which you can be the best at.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">There is a site that I liked that offers very specific opportunities in accounting, in New Jersey: New Jersey accounting jobs (</span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span lang="ES-SV" style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><a href="http://www.accountingjobsnewjersey.com"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">http://www.accountingjobsnewjersey.com</span></span></a></span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">). </span></span></span><span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">I liked the website because it shows very specific opportunities and because it looks like a compilation of job offers from many different sites so then is easier for the user to find what they are looking for, improve their career and, very important: benchmark your current job with current offers.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">The site also gives you the opportunity to search by city, by job title, by company, and by tags, it also has a search engine that helps you search with a particular word or for example “hotel” (yes, I am always into the hospitality industry) and it shows you all the opportunities that match that selection. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">The day I visited it, it had 7,648 jobs.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">Anyway, I wish there were more sites as specific as this one, working in New Jersey most be awesome, but as I said at the beginning, the key is finding that one opportunity that is best for you, the opportunity in which you can be the best at and, of course, you have to be prepared, because if you don’t prepare yourself (studying and getting experience), the opportunities may come but you won’t be ready to take them... and that is a very sad situation.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">I am preparing myself for my own opportunity. Let’s see what happens now.</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-3769073581761352281?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-50438460335703329262008-10-28T13:59:00.001-06:002008-10-28T19:42:48.903-06:00chiste<blockquote style="margin-right: 0px;"> <div style=";font-family:garamond,new york,times,serif;font-size:10pt;"> <div> <table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"> <tbody> <tr> <td style="padding: 0in;" valign="top"> <div dir="ltr" style="margin-right: 0px;"> <div> <div><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><span><b><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span style="font-weight: bold;color:blue;" lang="ES-SV">Una mujer</span></span></b></span><strong><b><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span style=";color:blue;" lang="ES-SV"> que esta embarazada va a su parroquia a hablar con el párroco....</span></span></b></strong></span><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span style="font-weight: bold;color:blue;" lang="ES-SV"> <br /></span></span></b><strong><b><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span style=";color:blue;" >'Padre, como usted puede notar, estoy en cinta, es una niña...... y la fecha del parto es el día de las elecciones.'</span></span></b></strong><br /></span></div> <div><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span style="font-weight: bold;color:blue;" ><br /><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;"><strong><b>El padre le dice, 'Hija mía estás segura?-</b></strong><br /><strong><b>' Sí , padre .'</b></strong> <br /><strong><b>'Y... qué te sucede? - 'Es que tengo un gran dilema sobre como llamar a mi hija'</b></strong></span></span></span></b><br /></span></div> <div><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span style="font-weight: bold;color:blue;" ><br /><strong><b><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;">'Por qué Hija mia?</span></b></strong></span></span></b><br /></span></div> <div><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span style="font-weight: bold;color:blue;" ><br /><strong><b><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;">'Pues vea padre, si gana Rodrigo Avila, la llamaría Milagros.</span></b></strong></span></span></b><br /></span></div> <div><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span style="font-weight: bold;color:blue;" ><br /><strong><b><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;">'Pero si gana Mauricio Funes....qué hago ?</span></b></strong></span></span></b><br /></span></div> <div><span style="font-size:100%;"><b><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span style="font-weight: bold;color:blue;" ><br /><strong><b><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;">El padre con lágrimas en los ojos le contesta... 'Tendrá que llamarse ... </span></b></strong></span></span></b><strong><b><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;color:#ff0000;"><span style=";color:red;" >SOCORRO !!!</span></span></b></strong></span></div></div></div></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:12;"> </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div></div><br /></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-5043846033570332926?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-28812873773469264322008-10-26T20:24:00.001-06:002008-10-26T20:27:27.091-06:00Addicted to TV<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">When I was in high school or in University, I didn't like to spend much time watching TV. Since my sister got sick last year, and spent a lot of time at our house, plus, I didn't have a job those days I became addicted to TV.</span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">So here are my favorite series:</span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><img src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/alias-763448.jpg" /><br />ALIAS, this is my favorite series.</span></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">And the<br />rest, in no particular order:</span></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">Private<br />Practice: </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/privpractice-799936.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/privpractice-799930.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br />Grey's<br />Anatomy</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/greys-anatomy-734606.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/greys-anatomy-734590.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">Life on Mars <br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/life-on-mars-711885.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 200px;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/life-on-mars-711815.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"> <br />Six<br />degrees of separation</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/seis-grados-748605.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/seis-grados-748488.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">Sex and the city<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/sex-and-the-city-714178.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 193px;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/sex-and-the-city-714174.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"> <br />The ex </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/the-ex-787604.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 200px;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/the-ex-787601.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">DirtySexyMoney <br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/dirty-sexy-money1-752119.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/dirty-sexy-money1-752078.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">Brazil'z next top model <br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/bntmrg3-733381.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/bntmrg3-733376.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">Eli Stone <br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Eli_stone-781739.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/Eli_stone-781719.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">The Tudors <br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/tudors-725717.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 177px;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/tudors-725672.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">Brothers and Sisters<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/brothers_and_sisters-798873.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/brothers_and_sisters-798869.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">Desperate Housewives<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/desperate-housewives-wister-755550.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/desperate-housewives-wister-755534.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">To bad they shot down Bigshots <br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/bigshots-751565.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/bigshots-751562.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br />and Cashmere Mafia </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/cashmere-771148.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/cashmere-771144.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">I'm stuck with Lipstick Jungle</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/lipstick-jungle-cast-777803.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 176px;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/lipstick-jungle-cast-777779.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">And also from the Travel Channel (latin american)</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">- Anthony Bourdain (no reservations)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">- Más que una fiesta</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">- Top 5 Latinoamerica</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">- Globe Trekkers</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">My name is Ethel and I am addicted to TV.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-2881287377346926432?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-16503723684496613832008-10-26T20:16:00.002-06:002008-10-27T19:57:15.990-06:00testtest<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-1650372368449661383?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-34650270136991931802008-10-22T03:47:00.003-06:002008-10-22T19:46:35.612-06:00Gadget and sofware reviews<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When you are buying stuff on internet, sometimes is not that easy to find a place where you can rely on the information they are posting about the thing that you want, or you can only see the information on the site of the seller and sometimes that is not helpful because, obviously, they will talk wonders about their own products.<br />There is a site called <a href="http://www.gadgetadvisor.com/">gadgetadvisor.com</a> and I was looking at it and I liked it because it shows you reviews, cool articles and useful information about hardware, software and gadgets, that’s exactly what I liked about this site, the variety that they have and also that they review on cool things, for example this Logitech universal remote <a href="http://www.gadgetadvisor.com/gadgets/logitech-harmony-advanced-universal-remote-control">http://www.gadgetadvisor.com/gadgets/logitech-harmony-advanced-universal-remote-control</a>, or top extensions for Firefox , <a href="http://www.gadgetadvisor.com/computer-software/recommended-firefox-extensions">http://www.gadgetadvisor.com/computer-software/recommended-firefox-extensions</a> (in here I found the list of the cool things that firefox has and they review) or even online backup service <a href="http://www.gadgetadvisor.com/tech-news/evaluating-online-backup-services">http://www.gadgetadvisor.com/tech-news/evaluating-online-backup-services</a> This is stuff that even when I am not that geeky, I can understand =D.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">What a great idea.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-3465027013699193180?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-41709404527956333392008-10-17T16:06:00.001-06:002008-10-22T16:20:03.595-06:00Electroencephalography 3So I got back my results of my electroencephalography. Nothing. It says I have nothing abnormal in my head. So the headaches I am having and the migraine crisis I had about 3 months ago have no apparent reason.<br /><br />I have to say that I was a little nervous about both the test and the results. The test was very funny because that they you have to wash your hair with soap, not with shampoo, of course I was not very happy about it, especially because I had to do it twice (since the test was reschedule). Then they put you to relaxation, almost sleeping, then they flash some lights in your face at different speeds, etc etc etc.<br /><br />It wasn’t so bad... and thank God I have nothing =D.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-4170940452795633339?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-51214076519257496732008-09-26T09:46:00.000-06:002008-09-26T09:47:42.044-06:00Electroencefalograma 2hmmm<br />It has been reschedule for Wednesday, October 8th...<br /> =(<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-5121407651925749673?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-88819034459410138472008-09-26T06:24:00.002-06:002008-09-26T08:12:58.628-06:00Electroencefalograma<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/electroencefalograma-727350.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/electroencefalograma-727326.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I don't really know why I am writing this. I shouldn't be because, to a certain point, I am a little bit ashamed of this.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I woke up at 5:00 this morning, started to do things that would keep me awake such as playing with the computer, eating, etc. All this because at 9 am I've been scheduled for an electroencephalography.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I had my first migraine in 2001, the day before I started classes at the University. I had few migraines the following years but this year I had 2 migraine crisis. One of them made me loose the ability to see and touch small things and my ability to say exactly what I was thinking, I was only able to babble. That only lasted for about 30 minutes or so, I have no idea because I lost track of time, but I was scared.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I am not scared now...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I am just wondering what's going on in my brain.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">=S</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-8881903445941013847?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-71602845108828797272008-09-23T15:17:00.000-06:002008-09-23T15:23:15.899-06:00Espanich or Inglich?<DIV><FONT face=Verdana size=2><SPAN class=026012021-23092008><STRONG>Spanish or English?</STRONG></SPAN></FONT></DIV> <DIV><FONT face=Verdana size=2><SPAN class=026012021-23092008></SPAN></FONT> </DIV> <DIV><FONT face=Verdana size=2><SPAN class=026012021-23092008>I prefer to write in English, I don't know exactly why, but it feels easier, even if it's not my first language and I only learned English until recently.</SPAN></FONT></DIV> <DIV><FONT face=Verdana size=2><SPAN class=026012021-23092008>The reason why I starte this blog mostly in English is because I wanted to share my trips and aventures with my fellow AIESECers, but now, I feel more like writing in Spanish.</SPAN></FONT></DIV> <DIV><FONT face=Verdana size=2><SPAN class=026012021-23092008>So I guess I will write in both languages, depending on the subject.</SPAN></FONT></DIV><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-7160284510882879727?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-61128722448200013812008-09-21T09:52:00.002-06:002008-09-21T09:56:44.103-06:00El encierro no es bueno.HMuchas veces nos quedamos en casa viendo tele, sin hacer nada productivo. Eso no es bueno.<div><br /></div><div>Muchas veces nos encerramos en nosotros mismos, nos cerramos a las oportunidades, nos cerramos a los consejos que nos dan, no cerramos a escuchar, nos volvemos ciegos. Eso tampoco es bueno.</div><div><br /></div><div>Muchas veces la gente nos agrede y nos dice cosas que pueden herir, sin embargo, podemos decidir si nos tomamos eso con rencor o, como decimos aquí "pan para mi matate". Lo tomo por "el lado amable" aunque duela.</div><div><br /></div><div>El punto es aprender.</div><div> </div><div><blockquote>Hay que aprender de los errores propios y también de los errores de los demás porque uno no va a vivir suficiente para equivocarse tanto.</blockquote></div><div></div><blockquote><div><br /></div><div>Quien no tenga un viejo para que lo aconseje, que se compre uno.</div><div><br /></div><div>Uno de cipote es tonto...</div><div></div></blockquote><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-6112872244820001381?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-73742737387601209352008-09-14T00:32:00.004-06:002008-09-14T00:57:35.428-06:00I wondered today...<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Lately I started wondering if I had the right to be loved.</span></div> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I've been in love a couple of times...</span></div> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">There is this one guy.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I dated on and off for about 5 years since 2001.</span></div> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I really care about him.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I really loved him.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I spent my time writing letters and finding cute gifts for him.</span></div> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I know he loved me.</span></div> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">We never wraped up our relationship.</span></div> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Now that he's back (not with me, but in the neighborhood) it feels like if we have some sort of unfinished business.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Like if we never ended it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">We never fought.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I was sure he loved me but, for some reason, I needed to be more sure (I don't know how to explain this feeling, I guess it was just a teenager's insecurity).</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I am sure he still cares about me.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">But he is with someone else now.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">So do I have the right to fight for him?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I saw him.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I kept my distance.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I felt.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I wished...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I wondered...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">We talked.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I asked myself why did I let him go?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">As we talked, I changed that question to: why did he let me go?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Why?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I guess we both did.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">If felt terrible not to be able to hug him.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Not to have the right to hug him.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">It felt sad not to have the right to be loved.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Will I ever fall in love and be loved again.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I wondered today. </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-7374273738760120935?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-32707337242662346352008-09-10T08:53:00.000-06:002008-09-10T08:59:23.264-06:00Excitement <DIV><SPAN lang=EN> <P><FONT face=Verdana size=2>So </FONT></SPAN><A href="http://www.quebuentrip.com/"><SPAN lang=ES-MODERN><FONT face=Verdana size=2><STRONG>www.quebuentrip.com</STRONG></FONT></SPAN></A><SPAN lang=EN><FONT face=Verdana><FONT size=2> <SPAN class=638254414-10092008><EM>(Such a good trip!) </EM></SPAN>is almost ready, the launch will be on September 15<SUP>th</SUP> 2008<SPAN class=638254414-10092008>, the site will be both in English and Spanish, and even other languages when it is posible. </SPAN></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P> <P><SPAN lang=EN><FONT size=2><SPAN class=638254414-10092008></SPAN></FONT></SPAN><SPAN lang=EN><SPAN class=638254414-10092008><FONT face=Verdana size=2>It will be a blog about traveling in El Salvador, Central America and maybe even further: adventures, friends, feelings and lots of fun!!!! </FONT></SPAN></P> <P><FONT face=Verdana size=2>OMG I am so exited!!!!</FONT></P> <P><FONT face=Verdana size=2>Ps, <SPAN class=638254414-10092008>and </SPAN>I just can’t hide it</FONT></P></SPAN></DIV><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-3270733724266234635?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-61919825656285267562008-09-09T20:52:00.002-06:002008-09-09T21:15:03.557-06:00Balls of fire in Nejapa - videoHere is the video of the ball of fire in Nejapa =D<br />I hope after watching this people don't get scared of coming to El Salvador<br />ahahahahaha<br />remember, it was a show, and they do it every year<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r8IroDCpY7w&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r8IroDCpY7w&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />related: <a href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/2008/09/balls-of-fire.aspx">http://ethel.nomadlife.org/2008/09/balls-of-fire.aspx</a> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-6191982565628526756?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-31432970702287247952008-09-09T17:49:00.003-06:002008-09-09T17:59:48.959-06:00Que buen tripI am super super happy =D<div>The launch of my website will be on Sept 15th</div><div>In the mean time, let me share with you my registration =D</div><div>-</div><div>.<img src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/001-domain-registration-786433.jpg" /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-3143297070228724795?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-57961175381886800322008-09-07T19:13:00.007-06:002008-09-09T21:17:08.273-06:00Balls of fire!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I've never been to Nejapa before, I didn't know where to go, but on August 31st at 8 pm: Estela (from here), László (from Hungary) and Laura (from the UK and who arrived 3 days before the event) were already in my car.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I took the car, didn't tell my parents where I was going so that they wouldn't be worried.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">We got there. We met one of the organizers and we were amaze, exited and happy to be there.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">We were lucky enough to meet with the Major of <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Nejapa</span>, he explained the meaning of this tradition, he told us there as two versions:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">The first version says that the devil was throwing balls of fire at Saint Jerome the Doctor while he was praying, this Saint is the patron of Nejapa.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">The second versions states that Nejapa was originally situated in the slope of the volcano and when the volcano made its eruption, the villagers had to run and established the town in the location where it is right now.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Either of those versions is good enough depending on what you believe in =D</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Here are some pictures </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><a class="UIPhotoGrid_PhotoLink clearfix" style="cursor: pointer; 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border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 4px; background: white url('http://www.new.facebook.com/initial') initial initial initial" /></a><a class="UIPhotoGrid_PhotoLink clearfix" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; " href="http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1268404&id=510841656"><img src="http://photos-e.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v311/49/95/510841656/s510841656_1268404_2952.jpg" alt="" class="UIPhotoGrid_Image" onload="this.fb_loaded = true;" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; vertical-align: middle; border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 4px; background: white url('http://www.new.facebook.com/initial') initial initial initial" /></a><a class="UIPhotoGrid_PhotoLink clearfix" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; " href="http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1268406&id=510841656"><img src="http://photos-g.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v311/49/95/510841656/s510841656_1268406_3464.jpg" alt="" class="UIPhotoGrid_Image" onload="this.fb_loaded = true;" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; 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-webkit-background-origin: initial; vertical-align: middle; border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 4px; background: white url('http://www.new.facebook.com/initial') initial initial initial" /></a><a class="UIPhotoGrid_PhotoLink clearfix" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; " href="http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1268408&id=510841656"><img src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v311/49/95/510841656/s510841656_1268408_3991.jpg" alt="" class="UIPhotoGrid_Image" onload="this.fb_loaded = true;" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; vertical-align: middle; border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 4px; background: white url('http://www.new.facebook.com/initial') initial initial initial" /></a><a class="UIPhotoGrid_PhotoLink clearfix" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; " href="http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1268403&id=510841656"><img src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v311/49/95/510841656/s510841656_1268403_2698.jpg" alt="" class="UIPhotoGrid_Image" onload="this.fb_loaded = true;" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; vertical-align: middle; border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 4px; background: white url('http://www.new.facebook.com/initial') initial initial initial" /></a><a class="UIPhotoGrid_PhotoLink clearfix" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; " href="http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1268405&id=510841656"><img src="http://photos-f.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-snc1/v311/49/95/510841656/s510841656_1268405_3206.jpg" alt="" class="UIPhotoGrid_Image" onload="this.fb_loaded = true;" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; vertical-align: middle; border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 4px; background: white url('http://www.new.facebook.com/initial') initial initial initial" /></a></span>.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">All of a sudden, a ball of fire came bouncing directly to us and hit Laura!!! What are the odd of being attack by a ball of fire after 3 days of being in the country? Thank God she's fine, nothing actually happened to her. She says the ball rolled up her belly and then fell down again and nothing happened to her.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Another funny thing was that I was so exited to see a friend of mine that I haven't seen in a while, I was standing at at some sort of stage, to be able to see the show when I saw my friend, I jumped out of the stage and started walking and just when I was about to shout <a href="http://www.fafamonge.com/" target="blank">Monge!</a>, I realized it wasn't him! jajaja thank God I realize it before I shout.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">Related: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre; "><a href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/2008/09/balls-of-fire-in-nejapa-video.aspx">http://ethel.nomadlife.org/2008/09/balls-of-fire-in-nejapa-video.aspx </a></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-5796117538188680032?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-80560234088157190292008-09-04T09:34:00.000-06:002008-09-04T09:40:06.183-06:00TOEFL<DIV><FONT face=Verdana size=2><SPAN class=634242915-04092008><STRONG>I wanna make this test.</STRONG></SPAN></FONT></DIV> <DIV><FONT face=Verdana size=2><SPAN class=634242915-04092008><STRONG>Any recomendations??????????????</STRONG></SPAN></FONT></DIV> <DIV><FONT face=Verdana size=2><SPAN class=634242915-04092008><STRONG></STRONG></SPAN></FONT> </DIV> <DIV><FONT face=Verdana size=2><SPAN class=634242915-04092008><STRONG>please!!!</STRONG></SPAN></FONT></DIV><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-8056023408815719029?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-40347325934880256232008-09-02T19:52:00.002-06:002008-09-02T20:51:47.094-06:00Nothing but youThis song by Paul Van Dyk always got my attention, I could feel it in my heart every time I heard it in the radio. <div>So, last Wednesday he was here in El Salvador and I couldn't go to the conference because I got a surgery on Tuesday. </div><div>I wrote "I wanted to go to the concert" as nickname on my messenger, and a friend of mine sent me links for videos of Paul Van Dyk on youtube.</div><div>And I saw that one:</div><div>Nothing but you.</div><div>And the video touched me so much (at least the way I interpreted it), The girl is there, just there, the guy sees her, probably every day, and she's there, then suddenly, and he does nothing. Then, she's there again, just being there, and there's another guy, and they see each other, they met, they kissed, and spend special moments together.</div><div>Then she's there again, sees the guy (the first one), the guy sees her and again, does nothing. And the girl leaves.</div><div><br /></div><div>I feel like him. And I just have to make a move before (the girl) in my case: the guy leaves.</div><div><br /></div><div>besos!!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-4034732593488025623?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-26490472111117279282008-08-28T20:39:00.003-06:002008-08-28T20:58:47.425-06:00Leadership Lessons<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">from Obama.<br /><br />This is not a post about whether I support Obama or not (I am not even USAmerican). But I do admire a lot about he and his campaign.<br />First, things like have the creator of facebook in your campaign team, a person who reinvented networking (from my point of view), to having the support of stars like Opra... I mean, this is huge!<br />Just watching his speech, I mean this guy is talking. What I liked about his speech the most was that he is proposing "change" and stating that changes are needed to face 21st century's challenges (without 20th century's bureaucracy)<br />I also like the part when she shows respect for McCain, and saying that he would never question McCain's patriotism because he knows McCain loves that country as much as he does.<br />Well there are more things that I liked about his speech and his stand and his campaign. I just wish either of the candidates for president of my country would have this kind of leadership. And even when I have my favorite, I don't recognize a </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">leader </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">in any of those.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"><span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">sight. </span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-2649047211111727928?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-38252323057188996142008-08-25T22:38:00.002-06:002008-08-25T23:23:08.479-06:00Viva la vida<object width="425" height="349"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5I3RPbS8aI&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5I3RPbS8aI&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"></embed></object><br />What a song!!!<br /><embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=2147470943&border=7&bordert=80&bgfont=0xC0C0C0&bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/redconcert.gif&filter=0x000000&filtert=25&txt=0xFFFFFF&fontname=arial&fontsize=11&speed=6.1" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed><br />- <a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/coldplay-lyrics.html" title="Coldplay Lyrics" target="blank">Coldplay Lyrics</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-3825232305718899614?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-80454388240053569372008-08-25T00:15:00.002-06:002008-08-25T00:37:25.070-06:00ay no que me pasa?Fue la lluvia lo que secó mis lagrimas<br />haciendome creer que me protegía,<br />y yo le creí.<br />Fue el camino que me llevó lejos<br />el que me trajo de nuevo al principio,<br />y yo lo caminé.<br /><br />Ese beso tan esperado,<br />ese abrazo tan deseado<br />y ese olor...<br />Esas manos que me acarician<br />y que dicen que me extrañan, (porque chatea)<br />esas manos me tientan y me tocan<br /><br />Todo eso lo soñé, lo quise siempre<br />lo deseé siempre<br />Caminé el camino que me llevaría a él... (al beso)<br />y lo volvería a caminar<br />y esperaría de nuevo<br />ese beso<div>y volvería a estar ilusionada</div><div>imaginando el momento en el que llegaría</div><div>ese beso</div><div>y llegó.</div><div><br /></div><div><br />Pensando ingenuamente que el deseo moriría en el momento mismo de beso<br />en el momento de la lluvia, en el momento del placer...<br />estando segura de que después de tenerlo no lo querría más,</div><div>y que me alejaría con la mayor frialdad<br />me dejé llevar...</div><div><br />Y no fue un beso, fueron más<br />y no fue una caricia, fue mucho más<br />y ese olor quedó impregnado en mi piel<br />como si nunca me hubiera dejado de abrazar<br />y estuviera aquí<br /><br />pero no está más.<br /><br />Y esa ilusión que tenía que morir con el beso<br />se recuerda en la nostalgia que trae cada gota de lluvia<br />y en cada paso del camino, de la vida<br />y el olor... ese no se va nunca.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-8045438824005356937?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-79376599167380500602008-08-24T22:44:00.004-06:002008-08-24T22:52:10.281-06:00Patience<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/patience-716013.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://ethel.nomadlife.org/uploaded_images/patience-716010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><div style="text-align: right;">this is something that I don't have. And I was hoping that something will happen in my life very very soon. Turns out that I have to wait... it is frustrating, it made me feel sad.<br /></div></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I believe in God, and I believe he has a plan for all this, there is a reason for me to be waiting... I guess I will have to wait for the answer... but I don't wanna wait...</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">sight...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-7937659916738050060?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14430490.post-60806659805850070702008-08-16T09:24:00.003-06:002008-08-17T19:40:44.228-06:00keeping myself from going insane<div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span lang="EN"> <p><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Reading the articles about our representatives at the Olympics in the local newspapers, I ended up in this article about a Salvadorian who is training and will start showing results in the next Olympic cycle:</span></span></span></p><p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span></span></span><a href="http://www.elsalvador.com/mwedh/nota/nota_opinion.asp?idCat=6377&idArt=2713762"><span lang="ES-MODERN"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">http://www.elsalvador.com/mwedh/nota/nota_opinion.asp?idCat=6377&idArt=2713762</span></span></span></span></a></p><span lang="EN"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span><p><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">At the end of the articl</span></span><span class="988032515-16082008"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">says that she’s </span></span><span class="988032515-16082008"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">phisically </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">strong and that she needs to become mentally strong. </span></span><span class="988032515-16082008"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">It also says </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">that</span></span><span class="988032515-16082008"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">:</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> th</span></span><span class="988032515-16082008"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">is</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> strength comes from experience and from continually having contact with great sports players. </span></span></span></p> <p><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">That is the same for the rest of the aspects of our lives. </span></span></span></p> <p><span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">If we don’t develop our experience, if we don’t put ourselves in a position in which we could interact with those who are great at what we’re good at, if we don’t challenge ourselves; how are we going to grow? How are we going to develop this mental strength? How are we going to keep ourselves from going insane?</span></span></span> </span></p></span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14430490-6080665980585007070?l=ethel.nomadlife.org%2Fdefault.aspx'/></div>Ethelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15920250301105535763noreply@blogger.com0