Viva la Vida

I'm Back!!!

Thu, 17 Sep 2009 20:19:44 +0200

hey people well it's been way too long since my last post...

well, i just want to say i'm back so.. if you want me to write bout something tell me and i'll do it ok?

well i'm so glad to be back and greetngs to all of yo

Emmanuel - . . -
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Epidemy in Mexico (very interesting take a look)

Sat, 25 Apr 2009 09:45:00 +0200

well, yesterday in the night(like 11:00pm) in the news (here in Mexico) was anounced that all classes for tomorrow (today friday) were canceled, since kinder garden till universities, because a virus (i dunno the name in english) today in the mornig we woke up with the notice that the subway, all concerts (incluiding the "the rasmus" concert here in Mexico city), all museums, theaters, cinemas, dance clubs, discoteques, bars, even football games, baseball and basquetball were canceled cause this, we dont know whats happening but we know it is not something insignificant, i mean, yesterday in the night the goverment anounced all schools wont open, thsts something to be worry about, and well we are just waiting for the news in the night cause the president will give an annoncement about the virus and the measures that will be taken, and also everybody think the goverment will cancel the classes for the next week, we just have to waite to see what happens here, what about the people? well we all are like calm, not with a altered enviroment, we jsut look like chinnese with (mm i dont know how to say it) that thing ypu put on your mouth when you have get a flu, well i gotta say bye and thnax for reading

By the way forgive my bad english i just try to do my best

Emmanuel - . . -
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My Birthday

Sat, 11 Apr 2009 05:34:20 +0200

hello!! well i'm back again and i'm here jsut to remember all of you i still alive.. lol well todays my birthday an i'm so glad so share what i expect on this, my 18 birthday.... well i'm planning to have a very relax day, i'd like to be jsut with my family here at home, my dad told me if i wanted to go somewhere but i said no, cause well, this is my 18th birthday and well i guess now i have legal age to have fun and maybe i shoud celebrate my birthday in other way but.. nah.. i'll have much more time by the moment i'm gonna be at home eating japanesse food... mmm so delicious, well thank you all for reading and i hope you coudl undestand me me bie Adios

Emmanuel -. .-
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title-5428749

Fri, 23 Jan 2009 04:31:02 +0100

well... i'm back over here, maybe it doesen't even matter to all of you readers and bloggers, i mean i've never been such a very readed blogger lol!!! but i just wanted to say i'm back here and hope u'll be waiting for my posts

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Mexican Party

Sun, 14 Sep 2008 23:49:39 +0200

Tomorrow will be Mexico's independece from the Spanish and French; This is one of the huge holidays in Mexico. September 15 it's so important in Mexico that i wanted to share my joy with all of you, here i'll let some videos and the history of "el grito"
tomorrow is the "Mexican party" or in spanish "Fiesta Mexicana"; a day where all mexican families get together to eat mexican food and to celebrate our independence.
here are some links to youtube videos and some pics:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eVcWbjViuRI

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CxEj8L4-G_M&feature=related

On the night of September 15, 1910, the special envoys stood on the illuminated balconies of the National Palace and watched the fiesta of all fiestas on the Mexcian civil calendar: the grito de independencia, the "cry of independence." One hundred years earlier (less a few hours) at dawn on Sunday, September 1810 -- while Napolean's troops were occupying Spain and King Ferdinand VII was still in captivity -- Miguel Hidalgo y Costilla, a fifty-seven-year-old priest from an old family of criollos (Mexican-born Spaniards) had suddenly begun to harangue his parishoners in the small town of Dolores in the state of Guanajuato, "seducing them" (according to a chronicle of the time) to rise up in arms - even with stones, slings, sticks or spears - in order to defend their religion against the "French heretics" who had occupied Spain since 1808 and now threatened to come over to the Americas.

What Hidalgo intended - and accomplished - was to launch his flock against the hated gachupines (Spaniards born in Spain and living in Mexico) "who had been exploiting the wealth of the Mexican people with the greatest injustice for three hundred years." Within a month, he had been joined by more than fifty thousand men, mainly Indians from the poorest levels of society. Attracted by his religious magnetism and by other, less noble motives, this multitude devastated the cities of San Miguel, Celaya, and Guanajuato and were on the point of entering Mexico City when Hidalgo ordered them to retreat.

A few months later, in July of 1811, he was tried by the Inquisition, condemned by the civil authorities, and executed. But by then the seed had begun to sprout. It took the form of a long and violent social earthquake, almost without precedent in New Spain or the Americas: the Mexican War of Independence - a truly popular movement led by four hundred armed parish priests - only to be compared in its fury with the uprising of black slaves in Santo Domingo in 1801, and the Indian rebellion of Tupac Amaru (1781) in Peru.

Not many remembered the revolutionary aspect of the War of Independence on that night of nights in 1910. As in every other year, what really mattered was going to the Zócalo (central plaza) to participate in the ritual of the grito. According to witnesses pressent at the original event, Hidalgo and then his followers had shouted "¡Mueran los gachupines! Viva la Virgen de Guadalupe!" ("Death to the Spaniards! Long live the Virgin of Guadalupe!"), but after one hundred years, time, good manners, and the secularization had transformed the ritual from the call for a holy war, to a peaceful, patriotic affirmation.

At 11:00 pm on that September, 1910, President Porfirio Díaz stood on the main balcony of the National Palace, and once again rang the same bell Hidalgo had rung in Dolores. He shouted several vivas: "Long Live the Heros of the Nation!" "Long Live the Republic!" Below him, in the majestic zócalo that, from the days of the Aztecs had been the ceremonial heart of the Mexican Nation, a hundred thousand voices shouted in reply "¡VIVA!"

But why had the President delivered this grito on the night of the September 15th rather than at dawn on September 16th, when it all really began? A minor historical licence: September 15 was the Day of Saint Porfirio (a Greek saint of the fourth century) and the birthday of President Poririo Díaz.

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Ouch A Hard Story...

Mon, 25 Aug 2008 07:36:30 +0200

hi, well here is my post, I really like this text, you must read it, I must say I took this from other blog, but I thought you would like to read this my deer friends

• My mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She collected little weeds and such to sell... anything for the money we needed she was such an embarrassment. There was this one day during elementary school.I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed.How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!" and they taunted me.
I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?! You're only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don't you just die?" My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time. Maybe it was because my mom hadn't punished me, but I didn't think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.
That night...I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.
Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. Now I'm living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom.
This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see me "What?! Who's this?!" ...It was my mother...Still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye. And I asked her, "Who are you? I don't know you!!!" as if I tried to make that real. I screamed at her "How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!" And to this, my mother quietly answered, "oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared. Thank good ness... she doesn't recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself that I wasn't going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.
Then a wave of relief came upon me...one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house...just out of curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear.
She had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a letter to me. She wrote: My son...I think my life has been long enough now. And... I won't visit Seoul anymore... but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school.... For you... I'm sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you.
You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye... so I gave you mine...I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. The couple times that you were angry with me. I thought to myself, 'it's because he loves me.'
I miss the times when you were still young around me...I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me.
My world shattered!!!Then I cried for the person who lived for me... My Mother!!!

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The World’s Most Popular Blogger

Thu, 21 Aug 2008 07:09:21 +0200

"Asiajin reports that Guinness has awarded a world blogging record to dumb celebrity Yusuke Kamji:

….celebrity blogger Yusuke KAMIJI’s weblog is certified by Guinness World Records as the “MOST UNIQUE USERS ON A PERSONAL BLOG IN 24 HOURS” who is read by the 230,755 unique visitors in one day.

The daily page views is 5-6 million, the highest 13,171,039 PV on April 12th. Also got 56,061 comments on April 17th."

Wow!!! I wan't to be like him!!!

Emmanuel ** -. .-
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without imagination, TELL ME WHAT TO WRITE

Wed, 20 Aug 2008 06:44:29 +0200

sometimes like now!!! i don't know what to write, so if anyone wants to know something about me, or wants me to write about something, go on tell me...

Emmanuel **
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Looking for friends

Sun, 17 Aug 2008 08:38:09 +0200

...bored....
add me as a friend.. lol c ya

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A Little surprise!!! Frustration

Sun, 17 Aug 2008 05:34:09 +0200

ahh i feel frustrated, well this is my story...
my first language is Spanish, but now i`m here posting in English, the problem is that sometimes i can't express my self, i'm allways trying to improve my english level, and actually, i used to think i got a good level, but now i see i need more
ahhh this is horrible totally horrible, after having my blog in spanish i thought i could have it in english, but now i see i need to study more, but anyway i'll be posting although i can't show all my feelings

thanks

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LOVE IS A BITCH

Sat, 16 Aug 2008 19:48:08 +0200

well.. the song title is pretty aggressive and, actually, thats why I like it, hear it.

Love is a Bitch
Los Concord

hope you like it.

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Looking for friends

Sat, 16 Aug 2008 07:08:39 +0200

..... bored.............

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Somethig strange

Sat, 16 Aug 2008 00:44:02 +0200

This is rare, i`ve been hearing a song like for 2 mounths i really like it a lot, it makes me feel alive, happy, gives me energy, i dunno why it makes this, but it feels really good, ahhh the song? "VIVA LA VIDA" by "COLDPLAY"

here is the video

mmmm really good

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Introduction

Fri, 15 Aug 2008 22:31:16 +0200

well, i just wanted to say hi to everyone, in my profile u can c the only 3 pics i got, but well i`ll upload more as soon as posible.

My name is Emmanuel (it means "GOD IS WITH US") and i`m 17 years old, ohh i'm Mexican by the way (so if i write something wrong you know the reason))i would like to be PILOT and work for "BA"

this is a short post, but soon i`ll be writing more so soon bye...

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