Belen Esteban

She is one person who you can see always that you go to the channel "Telecinco" of the TV. This "person" is famous because she tells us the story of his life all the time, hour by hour, minute by minute, second by second. All nights you can she her telling his story of this day. I never have watched her in the TV, but I know who is by the people. There is an obsession with her.
One day, by mistake, I turned on the TV by the channel "Telecinco" and I see her. I could wait ten seconds and I only saw a lot of people shouting things without meaning and I saw to Belen trying tell his life. Why that effort? Because, altought this is incredible, there are people who like it. I would suggest a new name for this channel: Gossipmanía.
In conclusion: if you want kill neurons, you must see her one minute, or two, but no more... You would die.

Save me DX or not

This is the most stupid tv programe were the most stupid people of Spain (it doesn't included politics) discuss about their own problems by shouting. But the people like it because of Belén Esteban (the queen of the abnormals) but there're more subnormals that make this program with a strange recipe:
1. The title says Save Me, but this title is for the spectators because if you watch this programe more than 5 minutes your brain will become liquid. So that's why people scream that while they stay more than this time.
2. The slogan is a woman who's escaping from this programe and at the end she breaks a window and strarts bleeding.
3. The introduce is a fuking fag called Jorge Javier who is the biggest homosexual on tv that makes a fagy every thing he touchs.
There's no conclusions about this shit of programe besides that Belén is a stupid person that has becomed popular because she was married with a bullfighter and now is living of doing stupid things like dancing or singing.

advantes\disadvantes of madrid

first of all, madrid is the capital of spain, so it has to be the best but, in my opinion, it isn´t true.

i think it´s one of the worst because of several things like:
- the polution. they says there isn´t in madrid but it isn´t real because they put the controls in the parks but if they put it in the entrance of the m-30 all of we´ll see that these nivel is very hight. i believe they had forbidden to smoke in parks because the report of the pollution controller would be bigger.
- the numbers of cars. it is extremately big, and the smoke they make is smelt by everyone. goverment is solving this problems with one of the better ways from the socialist ideology:going up the oil´s price and all the taxes. according to they this fact is due to the government of aznar because the right always is guilty of everything (the unemployment too).
- the number of persons. if the number of cars is too, the number of habitants is bigger. this is the bigger problem for me, i don´t like people and mondays (like the song). the problem is that i think most of these person are stupid, fool, uneducated.....they must be planting potatoes in the camp like the "blacks" men (for example obama, at least it seems he is educated).

for all this matters i don´t like madrid, but i prefer living here that in andalucia, cataluña, valencia...all these places where the people is more stupid, it can seems difficult but it´s true
i prefer living in a gooforsaken mountain with only a house: the mine

belen esteban

that illustrious character is one of the little group of persons who is famous for doing anything. in the future, she is going to be the director. she is the biggest source of money of telecinco because belen has a stupid, fool, boried....program. it´s about gossip (here i would put "marujeo" but i don´t know how is it in english). in the origen, there was a man (franc) he have to be subnormal because , if not, none with 1 finger of forehead would married her. after, he realised the fact that his new wife was like the orc of lord of rings (in all the matters including the fisical and intellectual), so he devorce her. and she began to win money without doing something.
i think the only thing she knows do is fucking the female pig ("joder la marrana" this google translator is very bad and doesn´t know how is this expresion in english).
but she has a self image very curious: she belen thinks she is a good person- thing that shows every thing she open her mounth.

i only want say she one day will have to fall and then, telecinco will be arruined, franc will be released and the whole humanity will be FREE OF BELEN ESTEBAN.
like would say gandhi: i dream with these day, but, it´s still so far away............

Reyes Magos' day.

It was a normal day for me, but no for my brother. At seven o'clock, he woke up and ran to the livingroom. He took a big box and throw it to me. Then, I woke up and ran around the house, trying to catch him. After of this, my father woke up very angry and forced us to go back to bed. At ten o'clock, my brother was running with his new skates, doing a lot of noise. Then, my neighbours came to my house for reprimand him. My father apologised and throw my brother to the street for play. Then, I went with my brother, because I was afraid of my father.
This day was a surprise for me, because I didn't ask anything, but my mother is my mother. She won't to change, and although I say that she buy anything, she always buy a thing.

New Year's Eve

This day, I was in my town (Santervás de la Vega, Palencia) with my uncles, my grandparents, my parents and my brother. Luckily, my uncle didn't do anything weird, like Eucharist or read the Bible or go to denunciate the injustices. We had a good dinner, like the Christmas Eve dinner. Then, at eleven o'clock pm, all my family was running, trying to find the grapes all over the house (and it isn't very small...). A quarter to twelve, we found the grapes and we ran for sit in front of TV. At twelve o'clock, the grapes... My uncle only ate six grapes. My grandfather ate two at two. My mother was laughing, then she ate the grapes two minutes after the bell's sound.
It's my New Year's Eve and always will always be similar.

Christmas Eve.

This day was a normal day in holidays. At the morning, I woke up at ten o'clock. I went to had breakfast and I went to woke up my brother (at eleven o'clock, very early for him). Then, I played with my PC, with my brother, with my neighbour... At night, I went to walk with my brother and parents (I had to convinced my brother with a special dinner). After three hours of walk, we went to home for cook the dinner: chorizo, cheese, anchovies, smoked salmon..., nothing healthy. After of this, my mother forced us to walk more time for burn the grease.
Except the dinner, nothing was special. My life is very, very boring.

Genes

A gene is a string of nucleotides that form the ADN. The genes have the informacion about us: if you are blonde or brown, if you are short or tall... The discoverer was Gregory Mendel, a friar that worked with peas.

The genes are inherited, and you can know the features of the second, third or fourth generation of an animal or a plant. All of this with the Mendel's rules. In the first generation you can find the middle with the recessive gene and the other half with the dominant gene: if you pair a brown mouse with a white mouse, in four calves two will be white and two will be brown.

You can apply this rules for all phenotypes (the appearance), for the blood, etc.

The genes must have a specific order, because, if they haven't this order, there are a mutation, usually severe.

With the genes you can know a lot of thigns, but not all.

El Corte Inglés

This is a fantastic place where you can buy all things, but... You can do it paying an high price (literally). This place is one of the most expensive comercies in the world. The dependents are nice people, because they need sell.

In this place, you can find a lot of floors (if you try to see it from outside, you must go back almost 1 or 2 kilometers), with his special order: in the first floor, jewelry, perfumes, lipsticks... and, on the top floor, the items that anybody want.

If you go to the center of Madrid, you can find El Corte Inglés anywhere with a lot of musicians playing around it (I suspect that the enemies of El Corte Inglés engange them for play and that people who go to buy here stop for watch to musicians for 1 hour).

I'm trying to find the meaning of the name, but I can't. Does the english people cut things for money? For a lot of money? Now, I don't know, but, probably, I will know it.

"magician kings"

these day, i was sleeping (like every morning) when, suddenly, my sister woke me up (like every morning). after seeing several foolishness, like let me 5 minutes more, i got up and went to the dinnig room to see the gifts, my father and mother were woken up by my sister too. i found with my name a small locomotive (for my electric little train, it´s ibertren diesel series 1900 bicabina of renfe), 2 wagons, 10 flexible tracks (all long 50 cm) and a pack of gray socks.
next my parents, sister, uncle...(the whole family) went to my village to see my grandmother. it was cold, wet and raining so we were almost drowned and get a cold.
i began to put all these track instead of the ibertren´s ones (because they didn´t work very well), after i change the old bulbs for leds (because i burnt they in the last weekend) and put a new transformer (from 250 v ac to 3 v cc 0.5A, the other was from 250 v ac to 15 v ac 1A)
i have forget say that we eat a delicious little roast pork.
on saturday (because the text before is on friday and thursday) i began to configure the new locomotive (name, steps, min and max speed, number....)
finally i put my three locomotives to "walk" (they´re renfe 250.011 and renfe 253) and all of this work.

New year's eve

the december 31 my parents and me went to my other grandmother´s house (my village).
we arrived at 13:00, so, we ate a delicious roast chicken with some chips and everyone did his matters until dinner time (22:30).
when was the dinner time reached all of we were sat around the table.
my father´s mother delighted us with roast lamb and some prawns.
next we ate the 12 grapes (i almost go drown)
ater we saw the greatest hit of the cinema´s history: santa claus. this film was (i haven´t any word to describe it) a very big firecracker,it was "inesmockable" next, we saw the wonderful programs of sons on chanel 1, 3 and telefive (it was weird the fack that belen esteban didn´t presented it). finally, we went to the bed (about 3 am) and all of my family slept.

the next day we woke up at 11 am, had breakfast and went to the center of the village to buy any bread. to end, we returned to our flat in madrid

christmas eve

it´s the dicember 24. these day i, and probably everybody, went to the grandmather´s house to dinner. it can sound a little selfish but it´s the true.
first, i greeted my grandmother and my aunt (my parents did the same) after we watched the rubbish programation like raphael (i will talk about him in another post) next we sat around the table and began to eat all these "delicatesen" that she had prepared. there was a very very very.... delicious lamb with some chips, some incomings and nougat.
after de dinner we began playing fool games with cards during 2 hours.
after we come back home. we last 45´ in order to go 1,5 km ¡GOD SAVE MADRID AND ITS STREETS! when we finally were home we went very fast to the bed because it not these invent of coca-cola© called Santa Claus didn´t gift nothing to you.
this post is very short so i´m going to talk about raphael. first his name doesn´t loosks spanish, maybe he doesn´t feel from here like other people. next, every year he sing the same songs ALL COPYED WHAT A SHY!!! this thing shows the decadence of the public tv, the olds of the place remember when they done a special program this good singers.
so, in conclusion (this is for following the scheme of the english book) it was a great night but without these man, who i don´t named, it would have been better