About me
Hello, my name is Jose. I'm from Barcelona.
This is a blog that I have to do with some classmates for academic English class students are studying the first of audiovisual communication.
Do not you want to tell you because I am nothing interesting.
Let me explain what I've done in my life, more or less:
News about me, me, me and me.
I'm Jose, ugly guy, something chubby, bearded two or three days. Took 15 years by the regime, and still do not feel any improvement. My mom always told me I had to watch the line, the curved line.
But that's not all. Also my friends say I'm a bit silly. I don't know why, but I'm not worried because sometimes I do not understand what they say. When I went to school, people laughed with me because I always did and
said thinks without sense to get attention. Now, whenever I meet one of I remember my teammates and laughed a lot. He says: Do you remember how we laughed at you?, and I answer yes, jajaja, although I can never remember, because few years ago, my memory fails me, but I don't know how long because I do not remember.
Well, but that no one cares, or at least that I remember. I do not know if I have submitted.I say I am who I am, and what I like is cinema. Especially I like to watch it, because I have not had the opportunity to participate in any film.
I'm going to tell a personal story, or not, that describes me perfectly, although I do not remember exactly how it was.
One day, I don't know when, going down the street ... I don't know which, a police stopped me. I've forgotten why it was, but I'm pretty sure I was moving on wheels. I don't know if two or four, maybe three because my mother has a picture of me at home on a tricycle, but I do not know if was my mother or my tricycle. Well, the thing is that I stopped and the police officer said: boy, Do not you know that you are allowed to cross in green? I do not know exactly why he said it, but I guess I must be stopped at a traffic light hesitating to cross. The truth is I think I was lost. Moreover, I am sure, because I still have not found my home.
Well, this is me, more or less, I think.
Sincerely,
Charlie.
This is a blog that I have to do with some classmates for academic English class students are studying the first of audiovisual communication.
Do not you want to tell you because I am nothing interesting.
Let me explain what I've done in my life, more or less:
News about me, me, me and me.
I'm Jose, ugly guy, something chubby, bearded two or three days. Took 15 years by the regime, and still do not feel any improvement. My mom always told me I had to watch the line, the curved line.
But that's not all. Also my friends say I'm a bit silly. I don't know why, but I'm not worried because sometimes I do not understand what they say. When I went to school, people laughed with me because I always did and
said thinks without sense to get attention. Now, whenever I meet one of I remember my teammates and laughed a lot. He says: Do you remember how we laughed at you?, and I answer yes, jajaja, although I can never remember, because few years ago, my memory fails me, but I don't know how long because I do not remember.
Well, but that no one cares, or at least that I remember. I do not know if I have submitted.I say I am who I am, and what I like is cinema. Especially I like to watch it, because I have not had the opportunity to participate in any film.
I'm going to tell a personal story, or not, that describes me perfectly, although I do not remember exactly how it was.
One day, I don't know when, going down the street ... I don't know which, a police stopped me. I've forgotten why it was, but I'm pretty sure I was moving on wheels. I don't know if two or four, maybe three because my mother has a picture of me at home on a tricycle, but I do not know if was my mother or my tricycle. Well, the thing is that I stopped and the police officer said: boy, Do not you know that you are allowed to cross in green? I do not know exactly why he said it, but I guess I must be stopped at a traffic light hesitating to cross. The truth is I think I was lost. Moreover, I am sure, because I still have not found my home.
Well, this is me, more or less, I think.
Sincerely,
Charlie.
