<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6196306299764044844</id><updated>2009-02-21T08:44:13.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Julio cesar strickes again</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Julio Cesar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12562935731435700122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6196306299764044844.post-2887724502964654708</id><published>2008-05-15T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T13:01:35.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My final marks: by Julio Cesar</title><content type='html'>This text is similar to that one that I posted when we finished last term. But, in fact, this is more important because this will be my last post. So I would like to post everything that I've always wanted to say. At the end I will discover my identity because I might not go to the final party. In spite of I have learnt a lot this course, the most important thing is taht I've met very interesting people, and some of them have become more than simple collegues. Thanks to this class I've had the chance to meet people who I would have never met if we hadn't come to the English classroom. Unluckily, I haven't had the oportunity of knowing all the people considering the differences that we find in that classroom, considering that there is a fascinating variety. If I have to talk about my what I have learnt this course I would say that I've improved my oral fluency, I have understood(at least) how to use different tenses, and a lot of idioms and phrasel verbs... so now I know which is my level and I'm not worried about the future because my English leve is not determinated by a number, only by myself. I hope that I will pass although I'm not getting nervous about this. So the two different teachers that we have had, have been kind and very sensitive about our problems in order to write so I thank them their comprehension. As I said before I will tell you my identity, but not with words: with people. So thanks Bea, Antonio,Miguel, Joaquim, Ingrid and my suffering Lidia. I'm sorry if you are not in that list but you have to understand that I've been working with them and I have special feelings that I cannot feel with  you because I don't know as well as these people. So that's the end. Be alive and remember that next year Julio Cesar Will stricke again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6196306299764044844-2887724502964654708?l=jluiocesar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/feeds/2887724502964654708/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6196306299764044844&amp;postID=2887724502964654708' title='2 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/2887724502964654708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/2887724502964654708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-final-marks-by-julio-cesar.html' title='My final marks: by Julio Cesar'/><author><name>Julio Cesar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12562935731435700122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06068880165512082452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6196306299764044844.post-1323957613347108188</id><published>2008-04-18T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T12:40:38.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever lived?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt the ecstasy? The feeling of being powerful, the feeling of being able to do whatever you want. I have. You know the nervous that you feel when you get away with murder. If you have never done anything like this please do it! It can sound strange and a bit dangerous, but if you do it correctly is fantastic. When you don’t get on well with someone and he/she asks you” what are you doing?” and you answer” That’s none of you business” and you enjoy it. That’s hilarious. When you are dying for you girlfriend or your boyfriend and he/she appears in front of you. The feeling of going with a Kart at 85km per hour, the feeling of the speed raising your hair, you can’t beat a race! I always tend to live new experiences (healthy ones) because life is an evolution and as Darwin said only the strongest and the cleverest can survive. The greatest situation for me to feel this sensation is to break an important thing to your parents.  When did you last make a fuss? Probably, long time ago? Please do it! You have this duty, the duty of being alive.  Go on a spending spree! Make a fuss! Be free.  Face your problems. Glance your father when you are breaking to him a bad new. Be powerful. Sleep like a log in Sunday’s morning, dance until you flipped your lid.  Tend to behave as you really are, not this false person who always smile and laugh the horrible jokes of your boss. But beggars can’t be choosers so we always behave like robots” yes sir” “yes my darling” yes father”. Get rip of this surface. Gatecrash a party. That’s one of my best dreams, I haven’t had yet the opportunity of doing this, and I would do it if I could. But life is hard. We have to be polite with people. So, all of this explanation is a utopia. I hate being like this but if you want to have success you have to be a robot. So I will never live alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6196306299764044844-1323957613347108188?l=jluiocesar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/feeds/1323957613347108188/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6196306299764044844&amp;postID=1323957613347108188' title='2 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/1323957613347108188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/1323957613347108188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/2008/04/have-you-ever-lived.html' title='Have you ever lived?'/><author><name>Julio Cesar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12562935731435700122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06068880165512082452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6196306299764044844.post-1383187783608532379</id><published>2008-04-04T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T04:57:52.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>. I would like to tell you an urban story (you can believe it or not) which has been the main subject during our breaks since it happened. A few months ago some of my classroom decided to play a football match in the high school on Sunday. As you should know the high school is closed during the weekend, but it doesn’t matter. Anyway, we met in front of the door at half past eleven. When I arrived they were talking how we could get in. After a few moments of arguments, we decided to jump above the door. So at least we got in. And we begin to play football. It was fantastic; we spent a very fun time there until my friend Oriol decided to kick a penalty. He threw the ball so hard that it broke a mirror and it entered into the high school. Oh my God! And the worst thing is that my name was in that ball. Suddenly the bell rang and we had to break it because if we hadn’t done that the police would have arrived in a few minutes. So here we are! I had to enter into the high school. My friend and I decided to get in while the others were looking the street to warn us in case the police would come. We entered through the broken window. Everything was in silent. My friend was afraid of the cameras, but I wasn’t because I knew that they only record if the main computer is open. We searched the ball but it wasn’t anywhere. Suddenly we saw the ball bouncing along the stairs. Why did the ball do that? We began to be afraid, but we had to find that stupid ball. I would kill to have a gun in that situation, but I didn’t have it. I run and I jumped and finally I caught the ball. And when I saw it I had a shiver. Someone had written something in the ball” you have woken me up”. Well I cannot describe what I though when I saw this I preferred not to say anything to Oriol. So I get out as I fast as I could. And luckily we could gateway and we returned to our houses. On Monday everybody was talking about this. I decided to say nothing. Since then I haven’t gone on weekends there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6196306299764044844-1383187783608532379?l=jluiocesar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/feeds/1383187783608532379/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6196306299764044844&amp;postID=1383187783608532379' title='3 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/1383187783608532379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/1383187783608532379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Julio Cesar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12562935731435700122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06068880165512082452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6196306299764044844.post-7111704672958345715</id><published>2008-03-29T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T07:38:46.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The show must go on</title><content type='html'>My dear colleagues, I haven’t written for a long time so this morning I decided to write about someone who has been our teacher since Nuria got ill. I’m talking about Mariona. Yes, this nice girl who has taught English. I like the young people who know what to do in their life and she is one of them. And as we have seen she is very brave and much sacrificed with her work and her students, and this is difficult to find (luckily we have had two of them) and it’s fair to dedicate a paper to this incredible girl. She came when we didn’t know if we had a new teacher, I have to admit that I was praying because I’m always nervous when I’m suppose to spend time with a teacher, I don’t know this is my feeling. Its difficult being friend much older than you (this is not our case) and who is trying to teach you, because she will be correcting you all the time. And for me it’s difficult, and hard. But I gave her a chance (I’m getting used to do this) and she astonished me. She was so lively, I couldn’t believe that. A person who knows that she won’t spend a lot of time with us, and who tries to be as much friendly as she can it’s difficult to know. Teachers who replace for a short time others are usually colder than Mariona. What a pity! But as The Queen said “ the show must go on” and we shouldn’t be sad because Nuria is coming and this will bring us a new air. Goodbye Mariona, welcome Nuria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6196306299764044844-7111704672958345715?l=jluiocesar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/feeds/7111704672958345715/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6196306299764044844&amp;postID=7111704672958345715' title='1 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/7111704672958345715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/7111704672958345715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/2008/03/show-must-go-on.html' title='The show must go on'/><author><name>Julio Cesar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12562935731435700122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06068880165512082452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6196306299764044844.post-5476919648782878249</id><published>2008-02-09T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T03:00:50.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The oral expositions</title><content type='html'>I’ve really enjoyed with our oral presentations. I have to congratulate you and me because we’ve done a hard work and this has had some good marks. I have to say that the work in power point (if we except Samuel who is always different of us) has been very beautiful. You know at first, I was a bit worried about this, because I thought that it would be a nasty thing and I was afraid of getting asleep!!!! But I was completely wrong. I think that all the expositions have had something that we have learnt (including Samuel who has shown us what kind of person he is) I liked the macrobiotics, the suffragist, and the Olympics games. These have been my favorite expositions. Well. I also enjoyed these that explained a travel. But the one who surprised me was the last one, about pen games?  Really original I would have never waited a thing like this. Well, now, I have to say that I’ve learnt a lot about subjects that I had no idea or I knew them superficially, but for me the most important thing is that I’ve been able to study your way of thinking and I realized that we have all kind of points of view in our classroom and this is a good this is a good thing if we respect other people (we’ve seen that there are someone who is very sensitive). This is very interesting and it lets us se different positions in front of us. Well, retaking the subject of the expositions, I have to say that we should do this more often because it teaches us how to talk in English when you are telling something to people. And has been useful to lose our nervous when we talk in public.  In fact only the first people were nervous, later,  everybody seemed quite  and calm, so I'm sure that we have discovered that nervous aren't a good partner when you are talking. So I hope that you have also enjoyed  with the oral expositions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6196306299764044844-5476919648782878249?l=jluiocesar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/feeds/5476919648782878249/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6196306299764044844&amp;postID=5476919648782878249' title='4 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/5476919648782878249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/5476919648782878249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/2008/02/oral-expositions.html' title='The oral expositions'/><author><name>Julio Cesar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12562935731435700122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06068880165512082452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6196306299764044844.post-715904317647084461</id><published>2008-01-25T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T13:15:29.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The strange Komentatore</title><content type='html'>This story could happen to everybody in our &lt;a href="http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/##"&gt;class&lt;/a&gt;.It was on Thursday, he/she came back from his/her English classroom my God, what a class! Everybody was talking about Il-Komentatore, who was him/her? Nobody knew &lt;a href="http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/##"&gt;it&lt;/a&gt;". But he/she didn't think about it because he/she thought that it was a stupid thing” who could waste his/her &lt;a href="http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/##"&gt;time&lt;/a&gt; saying things to people?”. While he/she was thinking about this, he/she entered into house. He/she turned the lights on but nothing happened. He/she thought that the lights were out. Luckily he/she knew the place of everything and he/she didn't have problems to put everything in its place. After a few minutes, he/she went to his/her bedroom. He/she opened the door and he/she saw that there was a real mess there! Everything was out of their place! When he/she opened the door of the cupboard he/she saw something beside him/her. He/she thought that it wasn't anything. But when he/she opened the door of the cupboard she saw a figure! He/she was frightened” who are you?”, the figure answered” I’m Il Komentatore"."But what are you doing?”,” I have come to warn you” the figure said.” But why are you in my flat, treating me?” he/she answered,” do you want to know who is Il-Komentatore?",he /she got angry because this wasn't his/her cup of tea"Please,turn the light on” said the figure. He/she was fed up with this and he/she turn the light on rapidly and he saw something scared: he was talking to a mirror.(If you haven't understand the story he/she was Il-komentatore)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6196306299764044844-715904317647084461?l=jluiocesar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/feeds/715904317647084461/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6196306299764044844&amp;postID=715904317647084461' title='4 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/715904317647084461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/715904317647084461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/2008/01/strange-komentatore_25.html' title='The strange Komentatore'/><author><name>Julio Cesar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12562935731435700122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06068880165512082452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6196306299764044844.post-4808191220428687164</id><published>2007-12-21T12:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T12:59:10.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My marks:by Julio Cesar</title><content type='html'>Well, we have finished our first term. What do you think about it? Has it been a surprise?  Have you enjoyed the classes?I'm sure that you know who I am because I've just said it and it's very logical but If you don't know who Julio cesar is,you will know it now...for me it hasn't been a good term becuase I know that I can do it better,but I'm happy about my class but I must say that when I entered in the first class I thought that i would be alone, and I have to admit that the first two week Iwas alone. Maybe my way of behaviour wasn't the best to to get into the class but What sould I say? I'm very show-off and I can't close my mouth, the perfect combination,hahaha...but in fact when I started working with my collegues I realised that I was wrong(that  happens a lot of times).And , please don't get me wrong,Ihave to admite that I didn't like the teacher, because I thought that she was very strong and very narrow-minded, but luckily I changed my feelings about her.Well, I'm a human(but I know that I look like a machine) and I can make mistakes,and here from my blog I apoligize. Sorry if somebody has been hurt by my behaviour specially our teacher. But I have to say that I like being controversial and I like to be the centre of the world.You should see me in class, there isn't a dull moment.I have to congrulate my collegues,you have been able to meet me,well not as much as I am, but you have done the effort.By the way I have to say that since thursday I hadn't talked to everybody(Oh my dearest shy people)Iused to be shy but my condition of show-man doesn't let me be shy,just a pity.So please ask the Kings to bring you patience because you will have Emperator for ages.Merry Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6196306299764044844-4808191220428687164?l=jluiocesar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/feeds/4808191220428687164/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6196306299764044844&amp;postID=4808191220428687164' title='3 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/4808191220428687164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/4808191220428687164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-marksby-julio-cesar.html' title='My marks:by Julio Cesar'/><author><name>Julio Cesar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12562935731435700122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06068880165512082452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6196306299764044844.post-8914842037537435061</id><published>2007-12-06T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T12:38:53.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my Godness!!</title><content type='html'>Oh my Godness!! Today I have gone to the cinema to watch "rec". that has been incredible, I had never had  fear with a movie but that wasn't a normal movie. All the people in the cinema were very afraid I had never seen that. I was one of the scarest people in the cinema. I went with my friends and I always caught my friend's arm. And the most interesting of all is that the movie(which is Spanish) had a little estimate and the actors were payed with a plasma tv and with a lunch! I have never seen a film like that, well, Ihave no words to describe it.This show us that a film doesn't have to have good actors or a lot of especialls effects to be fantastic. That's the best horror film that I have never watched and at the end when the movie had finished Ihad to leave the cinema faster because I had   dizziness because of the  stress. Well taht's good but the worst thing is the price 7.2. That's is unbeliable, how can this cost so much??? In Granada it costs 2.5 euros. Soon the only people who will be able to go to the cinema will be the riche people. And then police said  tha we don't have to download anything, but what can we do? Spend 7,2 every time to watch a film. No. That's the same than the discos and the pubs, i f you want to go out one night you have to have 50 euros to spend.That's the rerason why young people do "botellones"not everybody have so much money to spend. We have to do something abuot it but I'm afraid tha we cann't do anything.So that's why I'm a Jack Sparrow of the net,jejeje&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6196306299764044844-8914842037537435061?l=jluiocesar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/feeds/8914842037537435061/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6196306299764044844&amp;postID=8914842037537435061' title='2 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/8914842037537435061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/8914842037537435061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-my-godness.html' title='Oh my Godness!!'/><author><name>Julio Cesar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12562935731435700122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06068880165512082452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6196306299764044844.post-3524471302666506506</id><published>2007-11-23T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T12:40:27.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is happening in our english classes?</title><content type='html'>Well, I have to talk about our english classes. You may think that I will be very soft but I'm always trying to tell the truth so let's go!I have to say that I enjoy the classes but Ithink that we are a bit slow group. You know, but I have to congrulate our teacher to cheer us up in the classes, but she has to understand that we don't have a lot of time and when we are free we like relaxing and having fun(I'm sorry) not doing compositions or doing a presentation, I know that the teacher doesn't do it to annoy us or to hurt us but she has to understand us. Perhaps it's very difficult to prepare an english class with a lot of people with different ages, ways of thinking and with really different levels of english and I cannot say anything about it, but please ,¡understand us!I know that you are teaching us to pass the exams and to improve our english level and you are doing your best with us but I have to speak up about this presentation. That's not fair, please remember when you were a student and you were stressed about everything. If I have to do it I'll do it but you have to know that this time that I will be spending preparing the presentation will make shorter my free time, and I've been working a lot and when I have holidays I like going out with friends with my family who come from the village(in Andalusia) and I have to say that I don't see very often my cousins and if I have to prepare that thing I won't be able to do everything.Please understand us!Be more sensible with us, Ihave to say that I look forward my english classes but I also look forward tha day that you will make us freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6196306299764044844-3524471302666506506?l=jluiocesar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/feeds/3524471302666506506/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6196306299764044844&amp;postID=3524471302666506506' title='4 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/3524471302666506506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/3524471302666506506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-is-happening-in-our-english.html' title='What is happening in our english classes?'/><author><name>Julio Cesar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12562935731435700122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06068880165512082452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6196306299764044844.post-2185302316825709266</id><published>2007-11-09T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T13:50:07.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do I do in my spare time?</title><content type='html'>In my spare time  (when I have it)I like reading books (specially fantastic novels),when I was younger I used to read more but now it's impossible because I don't have much time ,and now when I have spare time I use to play football or to go out with friends.You can wonder if I watch the tv but If I have to be honest I would answer that I don't watch the tv a lot only when there are some sport.¿Going to the cinema?I only go to cinema to spend time with my friends not to watch a film.I also like eating out in order to find new food or new feelings.I go to all kind of restaurants and I must say that my favourite kind of restaurant are our own restaurants(the mediterranean).I really get kick out of dancing.I like this.But ,I have never gone to a disco!I like to go to parties where you know all the people,because I have a strange way to dance and I 'm very shy about it.But if I go to party(specially when I finish the exams)I become the king of the  party.I'm also really into games.I like playing with Play Station2,when I finish my exams I invite  my friends to home to play, and we play for hours,and they are very competitive and we always  get angry with each other but I love this.You can't beat my plays.Yes I'm an actor.When the term finishes the school asks me if I can make a play.I have been doing that for ages because my plays are a succes.I usually play comedies and everybody laugh and that's the best way to finish the term. I copy these plays but I sometimes put my own scenes to make it better.I like wearing fashionable clothes.I'm always trying to wear something new.I'm not hopelessy hooked on items(such as Ralf Lauren, Burberry and things like that)but I often wear them to create my own personality.So I 'm interested in mode.and I sometimes read magazines about mode.I would like play an instrument but here is the eternal problem:the time.I would also like racing cars ,do parachutting and exciting sports.When I go to my village I always trying to discover new places(my village is lost in the mountain) and things like that.But I know that I mustn't think about these kind of activities so I'm studing to earn a lot of money to get my deepest wish:to have a nice spare time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6196306299764044844-2185302316825709266?l=jluiocesar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/feeds/2185302316825709266/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6196306299764044844&amp;postID=2185302316825709266' title='4 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/2185302316825709266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/2185302316825709266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-do-i-do-in-my-spare-time.html' title='What do I do in my spare time?'/><author><name>Julio Cesar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12562935731435700122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06068880165512082452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6196306299764044844.post-3672064860844716386</id><published>2007-11-01T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T11:51:27.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something about the war</title><content type='html'>Well, I think that everybody know that war is a nasty thing but I think that we have to live in the real world.The perfect world doesn't exist, the world is a beautiful place for a group of people,but for the group is a nightmare.Luckily we live in the the richest place of the world and we don't see what is happining outside but  we only think about it when there is an important war with the usa insidebut there are a lot of other conflicts,nearly 1000,but they doesn't matter because there aren't any kind of interest.But as everybody know: without poor people there aren't rich people.This is the reality ,our world and we have to defend our way of live and we must try to help the south people.But from the ONG to the goverments there aren't any intention of improving their lifes so we aren't able to make ourworld better and theirs.The people like us can't do anything,only watch in tv the problems of the world.But we can't go against the Kings of the world,because we need them to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6196306299764044844-3672064860844716386?l=jluiocesar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/feeds/3672064860844716386/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6196306299764044844&amp;postID=3672064860844716386' title='2 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/3672064860844716386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/3672064860844716386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/2007/11/something-about-war.html' title='something about the war'/><author><name>Julio Cesar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12562935731435700122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06068880165512082452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6196306299764044844.post-2949659619478681035</id><published>2007-10-31T14:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T14:05:30.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my descripcion</title><content type='html'>Well,you know,it's difficult to descrive yourself.It's not easy but I'll try.First of all I'm a sociable person(all the people who know me think that)I'm always trying to be easy-going.And everybody also know that I'm a bitof workaholic but that's not true. I'm ambitious so I'm always trying true be better, to be creative. I'm very friendly and make friends easily. And I'm not selecte, actually, I'm quite open-minded so that let me have friends who are very different. Luckily, I have all kind of friends (right-wing, left-wing, religious, lazy, hard-working, moody, sporty...) and that is fantastic. It's difficult to get me angry but when I get it I can be really bad-tempered, like the devil. But I'm very patient ( specially with computers).I'm very energetic, I have to be busy, I hate people who are always in front of tv, and things like that. I'm very sporty: from football to rugby...I like listening to music, all kind of music. I like reading books, waching films, going out with friends, but when I have to study I do it with energy.I have changed a lot i my whole life. I remembered when I was younger. I was shy, moody, narrow-minded...but thanks to my friends and family I learnt to behave better. I have learnt a lot with my mistakes. I would like to be better but perfection doesn't exist. I could write more about me, but I will tell you more later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6196306299764044844-2949659619478681035?l=jluiocesar.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/feeds/2949659619478681035/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6196306299764044844&amp;postID=2949659619478681035' title='4 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/2949659619478681035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6196306299764044844/posts/default/2949659619478681035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jluiocesar.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-descripcion.html' title='my descripcion'/><author><name>Julio Cesar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12562935731435700122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06068880165512082452'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry></feed>