Metablogística Montréal pour mieux sauter
Saturday, October 8, 2005
Reconsideration Letter Sample School
I In this, as I try to retrieve a routine that made me happy before. Prepare my lessons, correct assignments and exams, direct dissertations and research projects and does not fill me as much. I'm a pretty dynamic, but lately (since I came back in mid-September) I'm getting carried away by apathy. Autumn is still gray, rainy and cold. When I read news of the drought in Spain, I almost feel envious to know that you are walking on the street still in short sleeves and some of my friends who is now in Murcia you can swim at the beach. The "été des Indiens" has been as spectacular as ever, become snow geese and the life "en plein air" in Montreal began to recede.
And I unable to enjoy it ....
all goes well with Michelle. This evening come home and stay with me for a fortnight. She and her family still in treatment, but he is going, little by little, leaving the painful introspection.
I left the blog apart with intent. In the beginning, when I created it, trying to overcome the homesickness that was causing me back to Montreal after the holidays (nothing to do w ith my current mood). I've always taken the blog as a public dialogue with myself, a sort of self-therapy very good, because here I can not irem cane with my best friend and put the world and our lives in one afternoon. My circle of friends is small, and apart from Michelle and Martin, I have no trustworthy people. Thus, often the fact of updating the blog and tell how I feel or what I'm hearing or without further describe what happened to me this morning has helped me appreciate all that story from a new perspective. That should be the function of my blog. I aspire, let alone, to always leave witty sentences or phrases that cause a flood of comments. In this regard, I have come two or three readers more or less constant (and whose blogs I plead avid reader) and I have plenty enough for me.
This small universe of blogs seems to be populated with beings with a tremendous desire for prominence. In a page I've found that the webmaster has banned my comments, and I can swear I've never been rude or inappropriate in it or anywhere else. I do not know why, but I have curiosity. I've seen blogs evolve from the most sincere intimacy to the most deceptive advertising, and I felt disappointed, the same way as if a friend had betrayed my trust. The contents of blogs almost always interested me. I do not claim that all that have to be true. In many senses that he writes it is creating a world to measure, but that is really positive and I'm attracted. Others try to make their vision of the world through metaphor, and also interest me. Those who start to miss are those in which the writer has been believing in possession of truth in direct proportion to the increase in visits. Everyone is free to do what he pleases with his blog, but my tastes do not go there.
For this reason, I stay on my line. Write when you have something to say is important or the most trifling of the world, without giving more importance to the content of these pages are not intended to be but a reflection of myself.
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