your wait has been worthwhile. There is another new episode solos! Lamond and Hobie take the announcements for July 2010 and selected prior to introduce you to comics. Go!
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Why Do I Got A Not On The Inside Of My Nose
COMIC COMBO LEIPZIG presents CHECK LIST COMICAST SOLI SPECTACULAR # 7 (JULI 2010)
your wait has been worthwhile. There is another new episode solos! Lamond and Hobie take the announcements for July 2010 and selected prior to introduce you to comics. Go!
CHECK LIST COMICAST SOLI SPECTACULAR # 7 (July 2010)
your wait has been worthwhile. There is another new episode solos! Lamond and Hobie take the announcements for July 2010 and selected prior to introduce you to comics. Go!
Sunday, May 2, 2010
What To Charge For Invitation Design
CHECK LIST COMICAST # 44: Catchin 'up
Welcome to a new Catchin 'up episode of the Checklist Comicast guys. In this episode, the following comics are discussed: THE WALKING DEAD (Image Comics), HOUR MAN (DC Comics), Cla $ $ (was our intension). Have fun listening!
CHECK LIST COMICAST # 44
Welcome to a new Catchin 'up episode of the Checklist Comicast guys. In this episode, the following comics are discussed: THE WALKING DEAD (Image Comics), HOUR MAN (DC Comics), Cla $ $ (was our intension). Have fun listening!
CHECK LIST COMICAST # 44
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Blogger Plumbing Templates
in Togo in Hungary
Dearest AIESEC,
I have been in about two weeks back to Germany. My Internship Development has taken me six weeks of Hungary. 'Why Hungary? "I have heard in this time very very often. I know even less wirklich.Es was in fact not me, who have actively looked for this location. Maybe it was Laszlo of the LC of Veszprem, who has written me convinced hat.Mir always like a mantra, images sent from Lake Balaton, the internship has described in such detail, Hungary has solicited and that I had promised. I landed in Balatonfüred Lake Balaton.
As the Hungarians Laszlo are very proud of himself.
I've always thought that Hungary was a typical country of Sowjetuntion under the thumb, and now most largely oriented towards the EU. Nix the. Hungary for me was like an exotic island, which, when considered alone, the language differs so markedly from the rest of Central and Eastern Europe. Not sure anpasst.Meine expectations were thrown overboard first vigorously.
In Hungary everything is a bit more messy. What is broken is broken. Just as Germany is not everything shines. But that's not bad, and sometimes quite the opposite: there the many small villages its certain charm. Thatched roofs, narrow streets, huge markets and goulash meets ugly Sowjetbauten.Ganz many people have horses. A coach can be seen often. Even for native speakers of Hungarian is very committed a major challenge. So much Ö's and 'chz', that bring the Hungarians only smile when trying to pronounce the words, often with more than 20 letters. Köszönöm alone, which goes something like Thank you, come on hard on the lips. The Hungarians also use a few familiar words quite different. For example, they say "hello" and go and one is left clueless back. And they are proud of their food: pasta with poppy seeds, fish soup and Palatschinken.Gulasch is probably the most typical. And everything must be tried.
But of all this has done to me this tradition, rootedness most. I have been to many festivals, where people still wear their old really colorful costumes. Leaving is different than in Germany. It sits in a quaint Restraurant, in the dried peppers hanging from the ceiling, fall invisible borders between the tables, the Gypsies work spoon as musical instruments, all drink a mixture of dance from Coke and wine, each other, whether they know it or not According to Hungarian folk songs and sing.
My job in the whole time it was to teach at a high school German, and to relate that to regional studies of Germany. Before that was the name
Description for me as much as a support class, a little something to tell repays to have a great impression.
At first I was with my young 20 years and without any teacher training, even as a teacher - Mrs presented.
middle of it I was alone about 25 hours per week with students who were often older than myself. And yet I was in the design of teaching left completely free hand. Only the subjects for high school, who were known to me. I was amazed how much responsibility was left to me. A lot of interaction, lots of role playing, lots and lots of discussions about Germany just shy students often speak to the inhibition German to take. And it has funktiniert. The students are busy and happy times other issues as the eternal series of environmental protection, food, sports, parties, etc.. presented to get. The most popular theme par excellence: the Oktoberfest.
The teaching staff was present eyed me skeptically, but warmly received, repeatedly asked in broken German, as I am. This is not unusual. In Hungary really are all very friendly and hilfsbereit.Der guest is king. Even when I went to Hungary and I have moved x times, a good-natured man helped me. Although he did not understand me, he understands that I am with my orientation completely wrong, I was at the right station brought my huge bags - high drags against my will, groaning stairs, which I was really touched. The good thing was 85th
The LC was there still at a nascent and the people involved accordingly all all allow. I was absolutely thrilled with the program they have set for me, although I often was not so tired:) So many museums, concerts, zoos, art exhibitions and monuments I've never seen before.
The six weeks were all in all, definitely a whole package of valuable experiences. I am in the short time traveled across the country, including with Budapest and Vienna. At some point I'll
travel times to go again, perhaps to the wine days. Then the Hungarians are in fact also quite proud:)
Salut encore une fois
Dearest AIESEC,
I have been in about two weeks back to Germany. My Internship Development has taken me six weeks of Hungary. 'Why Hungary? "I have heard in this time very very often. I know even less wirklich.Es was in fact not me, who have actively looked for this location. Maybe it was Laszlo of the LC of Veszprem, who has written me convinced hat.Mir always like a mantra, images sent from Lake Balaton, the internship has described in such detail, Hungary has solicited and that I had promised. I landed in Balatonfüred Lake Balaton.
As the Hungarians Laszlo are very proud of himself.
I've always thought that Hungary was a typical country of Sowjetuntion under the thumb, and now most largely oriented towards the EU. Nix the. Hungary for me was like an exotic island, which, when considered alone, the language differs so markedly from the rest of Central and Eastern Europe. Not sure anpasst.Meine expectations were thrown overboard first vigorously.
In Hungary everything is a bit more messy. What is broken is broken. Just as Germany is not everything shines. But that's not bad, and sometimes quite the opposite: there the many small villages its certain charm. Thatched roofs, narrow streets, huge markets and goulash meets ugly Sowjetbauten.Ganz many people have horses. A coach can be seen often. Even for native speakers of Hungarian is very committed a major challenge. So much Ö's and 'chz', that bring the Hungarians only smile when trying to pronounce the words, often with more than 20 letters. Köszönöm alone, which goes something like Thank you, come on hard on the lips. The Hungarians also use a few familiar words quite different. For example, they say "hello" and go and one is left clueless back. And they are proud of their food: pasta with poppy seeds, fish soup and Palatschinken.Gulasch is probably the most typical. And everything must be tried.
But of all this has done to me this tradition, rootedness most. I have been to many festivals, where people still wear their old really colorful costumes. Leaving is different than in Germany. It sits in a quaint Restraurant, in the dried peppers hanging from the ceiling, fall invisible borders between the tables, the Gypsies work spoon as musical instruments, all drink a mixture of dance from Coke and wine, each other, whether they know it or not According to Hungarian folk songs and sing.
My job in the whole time it was to teach at a high school German, and to relate that to regional studies of Germany. Before that was the name
Description for me as much as a support class, a little something to tell repays to have a great impression.
At first I was with my young 20 years and without any teacher training, even as a teacher - Mrs presented.
middle of it I was alone about 25 hours per week with students who were often older than myself. And yet I was in the design of teaching left completely free hand. Only the subjects for high school, who were known to me. I was amazed how much responsibility was left to me. A lot of interaction, lots of role playing, lots and lots of discussions about Germany just shy students often speak to the inhibition German to take. And it has funktiniert. The students are busy and happy times other issues as the eternal series of environmental protection, food, sports, parties, etc.. presented to get. The most popular theme par excellence: the Oktoberfest.
The teaching staff was present eyed me skeptically, but warmly received, repeatedly asked in broken German, as I am. This is not unusual. In Hungary really are all very friendly and hilfsbereit.Der guest is king. Even when I went to Hungary and I have moved x times, a good-natured man helped me. Although he did not understand me, he understands that I am with my orientation completely wrong, I was at the right station brought my huge bags - high drags against my will, groaning stairs, which I was really touched. The good thing was 85th
The LC was there still at a nascent and the people involved accordingly all all allow. I was absolutely thrilled with the program they have set for me, although I often was not so tired:) So many museums, concerts, zoos, art exhibitions and monuments I've never seen before.
The six weeks were all in all, definitely a whole package of valuable experiences. I am in the short time traveled across the country, including with Budapest and Vienna. At some point I'll
travel times to go again, perhaps to the wine days. Then the Hungarians are in fact also quite proud:)
Friday, March 26, 2010
Swollen Tummy Toddler
Anna greets from Cameroon
;
gottseidqnk today I had a little more time ... AAAAAAlso again all over again .... for Survival Manual Cameroon, or what I have now to all have learned
Lesson 1:
Flight
attempt if possible, do not "look" to fly, because wood grade is this really another euphemism 14 hours next to boring people, with bad food and crying babies harrrrt real
Lesson 2:
Let's pick up of really strong guys from the airport, especially if already dark, I was immediately NEN whole bunch of the I wanted to tighten the jaw-ir gendwas
Lesson 3: The
chocolate chocolate can be left at home, here it is so hot that I did not even feel like chocolate, and that must mean really something! In addition, it melts away under the hands of one and / or it is entirely of the same Flughafenab-holcrew weggemampft
Lesson 4:
eyes and go!
live I just in a student dormitory at Edwige, tiny little mouse and funny Baby animals - we are sleeping two to a tiny bed and there is no bathroom or running water ... So showers is, for example, really hard to be-but because the water is soooo cold is : from so THANK YOU for Sabrina Dry shampoo! : D
Fortunately, I live only a week so while my integration days. Tomorrow, Saturday I go to my boss. I had to work yet, but starting Monday we go. Until now I had every day one or more guides have dragged me across the "city" and have shown me all sorts of things. Most people, especially the young are bilingual, that is, they speak mostly French and English both of which still really hard to understand-hen is because the words to express real funny.
Lesson 5:
taxi driving
Ok, Yaoundé is soooo huge, but still there are no street names or public-Lich Transportation, but thousands of taxis and moto-taxis.
do to get a taxi to the following: Getting close to the curb and shouts at the passing taxis ... first you cross the place where you out-want (eg marché central, ministère de la post, ...) since there is no street names ... then there is the number of places will have you and then pay the price you want. When the taxi driver agrees he bangs on the horn and it gets on. Now, it is not that one then the taxi by themselves, one has to be squeezed in and the driver always holds back on the road edge and forks even more people to do in the same direction.
Bruising is actually quite good because there is no air bag or Anschnallgur-te, and the road more like a runway with bombenkratergoßen potholes. The taxi driver is driving so the zigzag across the street to avoid the holes, and in order to spare his "car" ... this of course he takes no account of other pedestrians or oncoming cars! So I really had to suppress a few times already crying ...
Lesson 6:
Eat whatever you can get!
And I mean really so far, I've never eaten nothing disgusting, even though most things do not look as appetizing. For example, I've eaten well the Hucklebarry? / FouFou say ... that is yellow Maniokschleim with spinatar-tigem vegetables and chicken, also good is Poisson Brais, is hiebei it is fried fish with cassava and allspice (super hot spice stuff) ... the Cameroon's nerve eat here all the has fish, that is, skin, bones, eyes, head, and the gan-zen nasty stuff ... well so that the plate is then empty ... but after I was persuaded to egg one eye unds lifted me not, I'm thanking the rest bones and thus omitted. Here's also true many bakeries with lick-rem Pain au chocolat and croissants en masse
Lesson 7:
beer
The Cameroonians are very, very proud of their beer, min until now I've drunk every day, at least one ... which is more than usually D! Supposedly it is here "real deutch beer" called "Isenbeck" or "Amstel" (I've still never heard of it) that someone of you knows? Otherwise, they love it here Gui-ness and Castell (like the German wheat) beer is also really convenient because it is well chilled, so some catch here at breakfast with a / or two / or three ... ... beer at
lesson 8:
mosquitoes
moment I look out, as if I had chicken pox ... who knows, vlt. Have I, too, but I think these are mosquito bites ... I hope my Malaria drug does what it promises. ... Now I have a mosquito repellent cream, very good ned functional.
Lesson 9:
phones / phone calls
have here, most people two cell phones because there are two major telephone companies, which somehow always related problems ... orange et mtn ... one buys his sim cards on the street irgendnem state and has then immediately ne number ... on my Sim, for example, were still about 1,000 other numbers from Vorbesit stored destroyed ... There is no phone boxes, and telephone booths, but stands by the roadside with people whom you money for it there, so that their Han should use-dy ... ..
Sun that's it for today, unfortunately I still have no internet and my camera is also gone ... wsl. Do I have to buy new NEN here ... achso what I've be forgotten, the people here are really nice, all take good care of me and thank God there are still an intern from Norway and one from Holland, so I'm not alone I hope you's are all well, I miss her very quelque fois et j'ai beaucoup de mal au pays et de la nostalgie ... à bientôt, Anna
;
gottseidqnk today I had a little more time ... AAAAAAlso again all over again .... for Survival Manual Cameroon, or what I have now to all have learned
Lesson 1:
Flight
attempt if possible, do not "look" to fly, because wood grade is this really another euphemism 14 hours next to boring people, with bad food and crying babies harrrrt real
Lesson 2:
Let's pick up of really strong guys from the airport, especially if already dark, I was immediately NEN whole bunch of the I wanted to tighten the jaw-ir gendwas
Lesson 3: The
chocolate chocolate can be left at home, here it is so hot that I did not even feel like chocolate, and that must mean really something! In addition, it melts away under the hands of one and / or it is entirely of the same Flughafenab-holcrew weggemampft
Lesson 4:
eyes and go!
live I just in a student dormitory at Edwige, tiny little mouse and funny Baby animals - we are sleeping two to a tiny bed and there is no bathroom or running water ... So showers is, for example, really hard to be-but because the water is soooo cold is : from so THANK YOU for Sabrina Dry shampoo! : D
Fortunately, I live only a week so while my integration days. Tomorrow, Saturday I go to my boss. I had to work yet, but starting Monday we go. Until now I had every day one or more guides have dragged me across the "city" and have shown me all sorts of things. Most people, especially the young are bilingual, that is, they speak mostly French and English both of which still really hard to understand-hen is because the words to express real funny.
Lesson 5:
taxi driving
Ok, Yaoundé is soooo huge, but still there are no street names or public-Lich Transportation, but thousands of taxis and moto-taxis.
do to get a taxi to the following: Getting close to the curb and shouts at the passing taxis ... first you cross the place where you out-want (eg marché central, ministère de la post, ...) since there is no street names ... then there is the number of places will have you and then pay the price you want. When the taxi driver agrees he bangs on the horn and it gets on. Now, it is not that one then the taxi by themselves, one has to be squeezed in and the driver always holds back on the road edge and forks even more people to do in the same direction.
Bruising is actually quite good because there is no air bag or Anschnallgur-te, and the road more like a runway with bombenkratergoßen potholes. The taxi driver is driving so the zigzag across the street to avoid the holes, and in order to spare his "car" ... this of course he takes no account of other pedestrians or oncoming cars! So I really had to suppress a few times already crying ...
Lesson 6:
Eat whatever you can get!
And I mean really so far, I've never eaten nothing disgusting, even though most things do not look as appetizing. For example, I've eaten well the Hucklebarry? / FouFou say ... that is yellow Maniokschleim with spinatar-tigem vegetables and chicken, also good is Poisson Brais, is hiebei it is fried fish with cassava and allspice (super hot spice stuff) ... the Cameroon's nerve eat here all the has fish, that is, skin, bones, eyes, head, and the gan-zen nasty stuff ... well so that the plate is then empty ... but after I was persuaded to egg one eye unds lifted me not, I'm thanking the rest bones and thus omitted. Here's also true many bakeries with lick-rem Pain au chocolat and croissants en masse
Lesson 7:
beer
The Cameroonians are very, very proud of their beer, min until now I've drunk every day, at least one ... which is more than usually D! Supposedly it is here "real deutch beer" called "Isenbeck" or "Amstel" (I've still never heard of it) that someone of you knows? Otherwise, they love it here Gui-ness and Castell (like the German wheat) beer is also really convenient because it is well chilled, so some catch here at breakfast with a / or two / or three ... ... beer at
lesson 8:
mosquitoes
moment I look out, as if I had chicken pox ... who knows, vlt. Have I, too, but I think these are mosquito bites ... I hope my Malaria drug does what it promises. ... Now I have a mosquito repellent cream, very good ned functional.
Lesson 9:
phones / phone calls
have here, most people two cell phones because there are two major telephone companies, which somehow always related problems ... orange et mtn ... one buys his sim cards on the street irgendnem state and has then immediately ne number ... on my Sim, for example, were still about 1,000 other numbers from Vorbesit stored destroyed ... There is no phone boxes, and telephone booths, but stands by the roadside with people whom you money for it there, so that their Han should use-dy ... ..
Sun that's it for today, unfortunately I still have no internet and my camera is also gone ... wsl. Do I have to buy new NEN here ... achso what I've be forgotten, the people here are really nice, all take good care of me and thank God there are still an intern from Norway and one from Holland, so I'm not alone I hope you's are all well, I miss her very quelque fois et j'ai beaucoup de mal au pays et de la nostalgie ... à bientôt, Anna
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