My favorite Music

Since i was a little kid, my parents induced me to listen music, or at least listen the music that they liked. When i was a teenager i started to listen the music that i like and did some research about some bands or music genres that i listen in the radio or in other media. Few years ago, walking down the street, suddenly a whisper entered to my ears, it was a warm melody, i felt like i was dancing in that moment, that music is named Funk. Searching in internet some bands i found: Parliament Funkadelic; Earth, Wind and Fire, etc, but a band that called my attention was a national band that is called Los Tetas. Their sound is the best i've ever heard in a band of that style, they combine the perfect sounds to create the right melody, to chill out a few minutes. The song that i most like from they is "Ven a Bailar" from the album called "Independiente".

My favorite picture

My favorite picture was taken by a friend after the new year party, the first day of january, in my hometown: Angol. It shows me and my brother sitting in the grass, resting after the night's party. First of all, with my brother (and some friends) share so many experiences to tell you in this post; we spend a lot of time together doing stupid and funny things or just hanging out in my house, so i'm goign to tell you just a little bit of what happen that day. I like this photo because that day we did a lot of things, especially in the afternoon and night. My family and friends represent an important part of my life, so have the chance to share with them important things give me a lot of happiness. That day we dance all night long so the day after we were very tired.

My experience at "Mechoneo"

The days before the "mechoneo" i felt very scared, because i saw a pictures with people doing very sick things, like kissing a pig's head or crawling on garbage. I always carried with me an extra outfit, in case that the "mechoneo" was that day. I was "Peron"

Juan Domingo Perón 

I was in the classroom, suddenly the door opened and masked people came in with a bottle with putrid material inside. Some of this people was cutting the clothes and the rest was painting the body of the rookies. When all the "mechones" was covered in poop, we started to ask for money in the streets along the day.

When i finished the day, i give three thousand pesos to the student center. With a hose and cold water i washed my body and put on the replacement clothes. That day was a great day for me, something that definitely i will remember all my life.