M y all life hobby is playing video games,but when the quarantine began i play a lot more often, i'm usually playing open world games, i really like that idea of being a tourist in another world, for a few hours it let you run free to discover all what it has to offer, finding secrets, solving puzzles or finding majestic landscapes. The thing is that as I play more often, between workshops and video games I have developed some very bad sleeping habits so that leads to me sleeping at every hour posible, it is funny that now i can almost choose when i want to sleep and how much time i want to. Recently I found myself sleeping 4 different times in the day. in the quarantine i have notice all those details that can turn a video game in a whole experience, details like the the soundtrack or the scripts in the dialogues makes you feel that what you are seeing it could be true, in the same way a novel make empathize with the character a video game can do it, or even better cos yu a...
Hi I would love to visit Cuba, because I found their culture really interesting. It has amazing beaches a lot of architectural references from the sixties, mansions and manor freeze on time just in there in Habana, get lost between the streets looking and hearing the locals, with some luck find some rum and dance a while I would like to walk around Habana and the Malecon, travel around the island seeing the real life of Cubans, far away from resorts districts and lobsters meals. I used to listen Cuban rap and that's what intrigues me in the first place to learn a little more about it. I really think that Cuba is a magic place, a paradise stuck in the time, im middle of the caribbean, and what excites me more is the fact that it is slowly changing into a globalized country, so maybe soon it will lose some of their actual culture. And I am here waiting for a miracle to help me get there.
The most embarrassing thing i am willing to admit when i was around six or seven years old i cried a lot, because in the school a friend of my brother said to me "weon", at that age i could not understand why someone who i felt as a friend ( because he was a friend of my brother ) insult me, jsjsjs in that moment it really hurt in my mind, after thinking a lot one day i tell him that he make me feel bad for that and i started to cry in front of the school, he didn't knew what was happening until everyone was looking and pointing at him then he hug me and comfort me for a while until i feel better, in that moment i was really relieved, after telling him that the “weon” hurt me, but now in retrospective i think in his position, at least if it was me, would be so ashamed of making a kid cry in public and actually that is it what embarrassed me now knowing the fact that i put him in a very weird situation. After this I encountered him some times in some meetings in my bro...
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