One presentation and one exam left before the traineeship begins… Three months and a thesis later I'll be graduated.
It's all going on really fast!
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The last 10 metres
Tomorrow is my last school day at the master’s degree. After that, we have two weeks of examinations and three months of internship (stage) including my thesis before graduation in July. Needless to be said, I have already resigned myself to not sleeping much (if at all), especially since besides exams we need to deliver quite a few projects.
God, this year’s going fast!
Al menos aún no llego al grado Mafaldesco de “Párenle al mundo que me quiero bajar”… 😉
Sunny!
Since last weekend we have had only sunny days here in Brussels. I had almost forgotten how that looked.
Pity it is so close to our exam period, so there is not really so much time to go out and enjoy it.
Today was a good day
Thanks to all my friends that made this a birthday to remember.
Gracias.
Dankuwel.
Obrigado.
Now, let’s get all the projects and exams done. Yatta!
Sweet 16 (+10)!
Today’s my 26th birthday. How am I going to celebrate? I frankly don’t know.
Funnily enough, it seems it will be a sunny day, which might be a first since usually my birthday is cloudy.
What do you do to celebrate your birthday?
Sé que debería dejarlo pasar…
Y por eso lo escribo. El primer fin de semana de diciembre salí con un par de amigos a tomarnos un par de cervezas. En el bar escuché a un grupo de hispanoparlantes, uno de los cuales estaba absolutamente seguro de que era del sur de la Ciudad de México. Como se veían más o menos jóvenes (treintañeros), decidí acercármeles, y con ellos pasamos juntos la velada hablando de política y cosas peores de una manera amena.
Pueden imaginarse mi sorpresa cuando me voy encontrando el blog de uno de ellos, en el cual echaba pestes de mí y de mis acompañantes. Aunque la indignación fue momentánea (al fin y al cabo, qué importa), francamente no me esperaba ese tipo de actitudes infantiles de una persona adulta y supuestamente de amplios horizontes.
Uno no es monedita de oro para caerle bien a todo mundo, pero me voy dando cuenta que en todos lados se cuecen habas. Qué lástima.
I hate the flu…
And I can’t get rid of it. And just at the time of the year when I just cannot rest.
Men wearing suits
We attended a gala cocktail party at school last friday, so we had to look smart. My fiancée commented that many men don’t know how to wear a suit properly and how to bear it (standing upright and so on), so instead of looking smart they look like lacking confidence.
So guys, my piece of advice today is to pay attention to how you walk and stand when wearing a suit. It might help you get the girl ;-).
Living history
We never notice it, but one way or another we live thorugh history, we are making history ourselves. I started thinking about it when, in a class about Political Environment of Business, I sat next to a Polish exchange student. We talked a little bit about his childhood experiences “behind the iron curtain” and it all was a little eery. I’ve had that discussion before with friends from Latvia, Germany and Estonia.
Then we come to family history. My family has witnessed first hand such events in Mexican history such as the Revolution, the Cristero War, hyperinflation and devaluations and the 2000 and 2006 presidential elections.
We don’t truly notice what is going on until it is past behind us.
Attached to people, not places
My fiancée commented once that I was probably more “international” than she was (if there is such a thing) even though she has lived in 3 other countries besides her own, and in my case it’s one less. I wouldn’t mind moving from country to country that much, as long as the job is interesting, the pay and the quality of life are good and we are together (which of course entails her filling her requirements list as well). However, she referred to a valid point: I’m not attached to the places themselves anymore, but to the people in them. A place is just nature, buildings and maybe a nice view or two, but the people I know (and the people I love) are really what is important.
One example are my feelings to the place where I was born. Even though I consider myself to be healthily nationalistic I don’t have an urge to go back and settle there, but just to see my family and friends. The same is the case with Finland. I’m very grateful for my experiences there, but it’s a place as good as any, what is important are the friends and family there. Belgium is the same story: if it fills the criteria detailed in the first paragraph I’d stay after my studies are finished, otherwise I’m willing to search for something somewhere else.
The problem with freedom, as a friend says is that “you don’t know what to do with it”. I hope that’s not my case.