To Do

EN: Warning: This post is over two years old, so it's possible that the views, opinions, links or instructions reflected on it do not correspond with the way I think now or the way things currently work. I have evolved (and so have the World and the Internet), so it might be advisable to just take this entry for a glimpse into the (my) past. :)

ES: Atención: Este artículo tiene más de dos años de antigüedad, de modo que los puntos de vista, opiniones e instrucciones que se vierten en él pueden no corresponder con cómo pienso ahora o cómo funcionan las cosas en la actualidad. He evolucionado (y también lo han hecho el mundo e Internet), así que probablemente lo más recomendable sería entender esta entrada como un simple reflejo del (de mi) pasado. :)

Funny: “todo” (as many people like to spell it in their “to do” lists) means “everything” in Spanish…

Well, I’ll put in here what I have to do for next week. I know: you don’t give a damn, but it helps me to keep my life somewhat organised :P.

Anyway, before going further with that “todo” thing I must mention that I loved the Serbian song, and not only because Iva is Serbian: I really like that ethnic music and the meaningful lyrics (sigh!)… On the other hand, I also find the Ukranian song -the winning one-… nice too =) It’s cheering, but the lyrics are pretty stupid: she’d better keep saying shibishibida instead of the rest, but oh well. Anyway, I thought Malta was going to win: their song was quite “interesting”, I mean it! And I find the Dutch song beautiful. But the best song for me, as I’ve said, was by far the one sung by Zeljko Joksimovic. And I loved how all former Yugoslavian Republics agreed on that too. All the same, the very very best of the Festival were the organization of the festival (congrats Turkey: stop playing the hypocrite with some civil rights and it will be a pleasure having you in the UE… Once more: no offense intented, really) and… The Slovenian conductor! 8-). He was so fun… I think I got a crush on him :luv: [Calítoe goes and tries to find his name in Google :geeked:] (I’m sure he’s a know-it-all, a smug, a conceited and all that, but hey: he looks good for a couple of minutes dream!). [EDIT] His name is Peter Poles (thanks Ajda! ;))[/EDIT]

No comments on “our” song: we don’t need more Ricky Martins in the world.

Well, I guess that you Europeans know what I am talking about, but if you are not from Europe and have no clue about what all this Serbia and Ukrania thing is about, don’t worry, you wouldn’t understand it anyway (and no offense intented, really). Spain gave the maximum score to Germany, and that reminds me that I wish Frauke come back soon… And hallo Thilo! (I do hope you were joking when you insinuated that you didn’t know where Ukrania is! ;))

Ha, and Norway got only 3 points… They were the first ones in spoiling the fun, and that has a name: PSEUDOENGLISH. Yeah, I know the Norwegian guy was not the worst when it came to sing in English, but he was the first one tonight… What I’m trying to say is:

WHY THE %&//&%& DO SOME STUPID DELEGATIONS LIKE PRESENTING SONGS IN ENGLISH INSTEAD OF THEIR BEAUTIFUL NATIONAL LANGUAGES?!?!?!?!?!?! THERE’S NO SENSIBLE EXPLANATION FOR THAT: IT’S OFFENSIVE FOR THE NATIVES OF THE NON-ENGLISH SPEAKING COUNTRY WHOSE SONG IS IN (PSEUDO)ENGLISH, OFFENSIVE FOR PEOPLE FROM ENGLISH-SPEAKING COUNTRIES AND OFFENSIVE FOR PEOPLE LIKE ME WHO ARE LANGUAGES GEEKS, SO STOP DOING IT; I’M STILL HAVING THE TRAUMA OF 2001 –THE INTERNATIONAL YEAR OF LANGUAGES, BY THE WAY- WHEN ALMOST EVERY SINGLE BL**DY SONG WAS IN ENGLISH EXCEPTING THE ONES FROM SPAIN, PORTUGAL, FRANCE AND A COUPLE MORE.

Sorry, I had to say it… Serious.

So, let’s get to the point of this post: this is my (glups!) “to do” list on Earthly Life:

-Domingo 12.30: ir a casa de Isabel a tomarme medidas para el chaleco del concurso.
-Recordarle al resto que tienen que hacer lo mismo.
-Quedar con Sil. para repasar Sintaxis (y Latín, por mucho que quiera escaquearse).
-Lunes 12.30: ensayo para el concurso. Llevar a las músicas. Acordar cómo vamos a ir a Vilagarcía. TIT. Recordarle a mamá que averigüe eso que quiero que averigüe en Hacienda.
-Martes: TIT. Ensayo de teatro: llevar música y traje. Preguntarle a mamá si averiguó eso que le pedí que averiguase en Hacienda.
-Miércoles: enviarle algo decente del TIT a mi tutor. Mamá se va a Italia: hacerle la pelota y desearle buen viaje.
-Jueves: enviarles a todos la cartita certificada que dice que tenemos reunión el domingo después del concurso en el pabellón del colegio a las 20 horas.
-Darle la paliza a mi prima B. para que venga a tocar la pandereta al concurso.
-Viernes: animar a Anxo y a Susana en la paridita esa de la TVG, porque realmente Xoldra se merecen lo mejor que les pueda pasar.
-Sábado a las 11: ensayo.
-Sábado a las 17: ensayo.
-Domingo: concurso.
-Lunes: TIT, TIT & TIT. Quedar con Br. (otro alumno, si a alguien le interesa saberlo).
-Martes: ir a hablar con Tomás (el “tutor” del que hablé arriba) :???:
-Y ya está bien por ahora.

I’d better leave it here and not think about it for a couple of hours :violin:…
Nanight.