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TOEFL, pfui Teufel!

Fri, 30 Oct 2009 12:55:14 GMT

Hello. Have someone made TOEFL and/or GRE tests? How really difficult are they? What is the best way to prepare beside attending on 600€ course? I need to get C1 on TOEFL and be as good as possible at GRE. So please tell me about your experiences. I want to get every even so stupid advise you have.

Thank you. Have a nice weekend.

Unter dem Pflaster der Revolution

Thu, 29 Oct 2009 23:52:45 GMT

¡Buenas noches!

"Buenas noches" bedeutet das Gleiche wie "Bona nit". Katalán ist aber trotzdem gar kein Scherz. Das stellt man immer wieder fest wenn man ein Email von der Uni zu lesen versucht.

Die Mühlcontainer die man von meinem Balkon sieht werden täglich von einem Roboter in den Mühlwagen entleert. Mit zwei Arme hebt er den Behälter hoch und kippt ihm dann ins Wagen um. Danach schüttelt der Roboter den Container. Erstaunlich wie menschlich die Roboter heutzutage sein können. Je länger ich hier bin desto öfters bleibe ich auf der Straße stehen um die Dinge zu bestaunen die einem nach einem Jahr wahrscheinlich nicht mehr auffallen würden. Zum Beispiel das große Haus aus rotem Glas auf meiner Straße das an einem sonnigem Tag den Fahrbahn samt Gehsteige auch rot macht. Ich habe meine gelbe Brille die dazu fähig sind aus rot orange zu machen. Die rote Straße gefällt mir aber besser. ...Und Welche Sachen können dein Tag "machen"?

Barcelona hat das Herbst nicht abgeschafft. Sie hat aber mit Ihr anscheinend sehr gut verhandelt, denn heute ist 29.Oktober und 20 grad. Wir haben leider unsere T-Shirts an sie abgeben müssen. Aber nun sieht die Stadt noch bunter aus als zuvor denn Katalanen haben sich als sehr Modebewusst herausgegeben. Am Samstag gehe ich auf eine Halloween-Party und ich mache mir schon die ganze Woche Gedanken über den Outfit, denn es ist gut möglich dass man hier trotz aller seine angestrengter Kreativdenkens für einen Kellner wahrgenommen wird. Hättest du da Ideen mir zur Hilfe?

Techniker gibt’s hier wahrscheinlich kaum, denn unser Aufzug auf der Uni schon seit zwei Wochen nicht mehr zu gebrauchen ist. Ich schaffe es unter 10 Sekunden auf den 3 Stock. Man kann sicher sein dass die ausgesprochen Kondition von mir und meinen Mitspieler dazugeführt hat dass wir gestern die „Barcelona's frisbee ultimate league“ gewonnen haben. Komplett nass von einer Sekt-Dusche hat unser Team namens "De Puta Madre" sich für einen Gruppenfoto aufstellen müssen. Auf dem Foto waren: Eine Physikerin aus Alaska, ein Jus-Student aus Russland, ein Segler aus Norddeutschland, ein Computerspielentwickler aus Japan, 2 Lebenskünstler aus Argentinien, eine Teaterschauspielerin (so habe ich es verstanden) aus Dänemark, hauptberuflich Stolze-Katalanen, und ein überforderter möchtegernkosmopolitsein aus Moskau der beschlossen hat beim Weggehen kein Alkohol mehr zu trinken (so gut es geht) denn dieser Stoff macht es einem unmöglich sich gleichzeitig auf vier Sprachen zu unterhalten. Kennst die Serie Babilon 5? Genau so füllt sich es hier manchmal an. Wie auf eine Weltraumstation auf der gewöhnliche Menschen zwar noch weiterhin formal das Kommando haben aber schon längst eher eine Minderheit darstellen. Isländer habe ich aber bis jetzt leider keine getroffen. Das Weggehen bleibt somit weiterhin anspruchsvoll. Was sind übrigens zur Zeit deine Ansprüche ans Weggehen?

Auf der Straße fängt das traditionelle Donnerstag-Nacht-Gesänge an also es ist wohl zeit Schlafen zu gehen. Am liebsten würde ich jetzt im Wien schlafen. Im Audimax, unter dem Pflaster der Revolution. Dein Chef würde sagen: "Berichte!". Ich sage - "Erzähl, und male mir ein Bild davon". Si us plau.

Kindischgenugummitdiskutierenzuwollen
Oleg Valgaev

M.

Sun, 18 Oct 2009 18:55:25 GMT

Bona nit!

Das größte was in Barcelona am WE passiert ist die Zeitumstellung. Die Stadt verlagert sich in der Mitte der Pacific mit allen schädlichen Folgen für die Gesundheit. So was wie ein Katter gibt es hier nicht. Nur ein Jetlag. Geschlafen wird wo anders, gegesen wird 6 stunden später als sonstwo auf unserem Kontinent. Es ist Sontag 4 Oktober, 20:30. Um 11 treffe ich mich mit meinen Freunden um zu Abend zu essen, und gemeindsam werden wir versuchen unsere Uhren auf GMT +1 wieder zurück zu bringen. Ich habe gehört in Österreich wollen manche noble Leute Integrationsministerium einführen. Nun in Barcelona ist das jede Straße die es einem unmöglich macht seine Gewohnheiten zu behalten. Barcelona mag nicht die lebenswerteste Stadt der Erde sein, aber sie ist bestimmt die erlebenswerteste.

Das denken anscheinend viele, und deshalb sind manche Bezirke so was wie Disneyland für erwachsene. Ich habe das Gefühl die Traditionen, Vorurteile und Klisches werden hier überhaupt nicht gepflegt und schon gar nicht wie in Wien ins Absurde gehoben. Die Stadt ist für jeden das, was einer selber sehen möchte. Du hast hier viele offene Dosen mit der Farbe, was du damit mahst liegt ganz allein an dir:

Was machst du eigentlich mit deinen Errinerungen? Nach zwei Monaten Hier, scheint mir jeder Versuch die schönste moment irgendwie festzuhalten absolet. Digicam verliert nach einem Tag seine Sinnhaftigkeit. Ich sehe nun keinen anderen Ausweg als almodisches Erzählen. Nun, wo soll ich anfangen?

Wo willst du anfangen?

Möchtegernkatalanlernenumbeimredensingenzukönnen
Oleg Valgaev

http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Russland

Sat, 17 Oct 2009 18:54:27 GMT

Kultur

Russland ist ein Land der Dichter, Denker und Komponisten.

Literatur

Hauptartikel: Russische Literatur

Zu den russischen Schriftstellern von Weltrang gehören: Fjodor Dostojewski, Nikolai Gogol, Maxim Gorki, Boris Pasternak, Alexander Puschkin, Alexander Solschenizyn, Lew Tolstoi, Anton Tschechow und Iwan Turgenew.

1990 verzeichneten Bücher in Russland eine Auflagenstärke von insgesamt 1,6 Mrd. Büchern. 2004 waren es nur noch 562 Millionen. Auflagenstärkste Autorin war dabei Daria Donzowa mit 99 Bänden und einer Auflagenstärke von 18,1 Mio. Büchern.

Mon, 12 Oct 2009 19:39:09 GMT

Вов - все будет хорошо.

Carrer d'Aribau

Sun, 11 Oct 2009 01:58:05 GMT

"Jo la miro i m’espanto,
no fos que es cansés de mi.
Ens ha costat Déu i ajuda,
arribar fins aqui".

"Lets be kids again, life was so simple then."

Wed, 02 Sep 2009 21:34:13 GMT

Предлагаю больше не материться.
Серьезно.
А Артемий Лебедев пускай в задницу идет.

Port Aventura

Sun, 30 Aug 2009 19:09:25 GMT

Year is about to start again. I hope you liked it here in barcelona. I got to think that the childhood we shared in school was unique and amazing in any way. And these dayr it was exactly the same fun with you again. Please bring a book 'phonetique jokes for dummies' for me next time. And it has to be up to date please. You are welcome again every time whereever we meet next time. As for me i am glad i know you all and hope to see at least some of you again. Have a good year. Thank you.

99 Luftballons

Sat, 29 Aug 2009 02:11:23 GMT

Прощай оружие.

1. Introduction

Thu, 27 Aug 2009 17:59:41 GMT

In 1995 the first imaging system based on teraherz time-domain spectroscopy was presented [1]

For some time imaging with THz pulses has not been applied owing to long acquisition times for the THz-waveforms. By the original method only transmited power was used to obtain image of the object. Analysing additional information such as timing, broadening and other temporal distortions compositional information about the sample can be yielded [2]

The THz-tomography methods developed to date rely on the spatally resolved analysis of either transmitted [1] or reflected [2] optically generated THz pulses.

Which method permits three-dimensional tomographic analysis of the internal structure of objects?

Incidence-angle of THz pulses has significant influence on the observability of the internal structure of analyzed samples. Using this fact, capabilities of THz system can be adjusted[3]. With incidence-angle-dependent measurements many additional applications of THz-tomography become possible. Beside of described thin dielctric film characterization capabilities demonstrated on multilayered ceramic oxide structures there are also applications in Medicine.

So feiern wir und nehmen Abschied!

Tue, 11 Aug 2009 20:34:49 GMT

Fotos taken in maybe the best city of this world.
Goodbye. You have been like a girlfiend i loved. But this is the problem with a girlfriend, there is always a point were you ask yourself: "where is it going?". At this point you must marry her. I am not ready now. Let us stay friends please. You will stay forever in my heart. And in my iPod. Thank you Mädchen namens Gustav.

De donde eres?

Wed, 05 Aug 2009 14:48:02 GMT

Yesterday i got angry trying to get a new passport instead of one i lost couple of days before. It was in Moscow. If you consider moving there please mind public officials! This time it was summer and the city got “dressed”. I believe it is the size what make it to such a special place. Flying away and looking over the city by a good weather you could see everything, but the the end of it. Moscow – is huge capital of the world which never got to exist. For good or for worth.

In Prague I got tired. Three hours passed in the air as slowly as they do in classrooms of a primary school. Airbus 320 is a good place to wonder about the sky. It was stunning flying trough them and see that they are not just abstract lovely word but consist of mater and have the real size and maybe even weight. Airbus was no longer a plane but more then ever like a bus driving through a winterforest. Maybe it is pathetic but some people like to fly.

In Barcelona I got happy. Getting in the cab I realized how exciting the life could sometimes get. I have moved, I am moving tomorrow and I hope in week, I will take a deep breath I skipped last days and finaly live here. And now Brrrcelona please, make me Catalan. Many things here seem useless but I was wondering if beauties have to be useful at all? I was going home and then I got to a place with was so yellow I didn’t need my glasses. The Moon thrilled me again. And in a heartbeat came the moment with was as happy as the day could be in Barcelona tomorrow. Good night and good luck.

P.S. My neighbor is Dale Newton

P.P.S. My fear is flushing toilet in the plane

P.P.P.S. My luck is A.

1234

Wed, 18 Feb 2009 23:43:13 GMT

Film pour tirages noir et blanc.

Leningradka

Tue, 17 Feb 2009 22:38:42 GMT

As lovely as you are.

9+

Wed, 28 Jan 2009 23:01:07 GMT

As a boy i had the same wish twice a day. At 11:11 and at 22:22. As you see it was a very honest one. I wished twice a day to go to the DisneyLand in Paris. To see there Donald Duck and staff. My parents couldn´t afford that trip for me. But they could afford my english courses. Now i am almost 20 and i cant afford both of this things, but as i will be able to do that there are now more reasons to keep the hands of it. Theme Parks are fun. That´s just the definition of them. And here were by the point of the post, you dont have to give up your dreams just because they seem easy or because someone has a problem with infantility! Greetings sweetheart.

inspired by biotinilated. I agree with every word you said.

Story of Paul Potts

Mon, 29 Dec 2008 19:39:20 GMT

Do you know story of Paul Potts?
Paul Potts was raised in Fishponds, Bristol, by his father Roland, a bus driver, and mother, Yvonne, a supermarket cashier. During the school Paul developed his love of singing. However his parents were not interested on their son´s passion. So he sang with the school choir. After graduating he earned a degree in Philosophy. Paul saved some money, about 18000 pounds which was used to pay for vocal lessons in Italy. In 2003 he got seriously ill what had prevented him from pursuing opera as a career or as a vocation. Until recently Paul Potts worked as a mobile phone salesman in Carphone Warehouse... (see the video)

I discovered his story this year. It is a very nice one I think. Thanks BBC. They retelevised Britan`s Got Talent cutout where Paul sings Nessun Dorma. Every one in the room was stunned. So was I. It took time to realize why. Not only the fact that aria is magnificent in any way and Gurandot is a masterpiece in any case has to do with those breath steps I skipped. He did not even sing brilliant, because an brilliant tenor doesn´t show the labor - that what makes singing opera to an excellence of art. Paul showed, so he didn´t. And here comes the point. Nobody expected him to do such a thing like this. People did what they always do. The judged for what they saw. An ugly 40 years old mobile phones salesman. What a common small man. Is going to sing opera. Everybody got air to laugh out loud...didn´t you?
After his performance there was a feeling that something very special just happened. Such an uncommon ugly or better someone who look like this guy proved that everyone can make something so much impressive that others would skip few breath steps. I wish you not to forget that. Happy New Year my nice friends!

P.S. Paul Potts won Britain´s Got Talent. He has now a contract with Sony BMG and he lives by doing that what he always thought he was born to do. Singing opera. Paul got his dream. You know, it is obvious but I wish you that to.

Thank you.

Athens. Moon Thrills.

Sun, 28 Dec 2008 00:45:08 GMT

Hello.

As you may have noticed I had been in Athens this summer. After this day which had been nothing but a bad dream about insomnia, it will be nice to walk down memory lane.

Last minute of check in – I check in. That’s what i call be on time. By the mistake someone took my place – so I took one in Business. ...Sitting there, trying to guess other passengers stories, was a nice thing to do. As I looked in the window, the see was there. It was not the see itself, more the colour of it what took my breath for a second. Neither blue nor green, nor both of them together. There are no words to describe it, but there is still no colour to show it, but itself. If you have been above the Greece you will know what I am talking about.

Hot. You must think about a new word for “hot” if you want describe it. I got there in the middle of “Halara”( which is siesta/Mittagsschalf/Тихий час), so it was a bit lonely at the beginning. Athens must have world emptiest Airport. No Police, no “Attention please”, “no alarms and no surprises”. Just me, my suitcase, and Coca-Cola robots. It is very hard not to get excited in place like that. So i got. The first who I met in Athens was the only person in the train beside of me. Her name was Nana Mirmiroulgou. And she was one smart argument for coming back to Athens again.

Travelling is all about definitions. After being in Siberia the, “North” is clearly defined. Same with Athens – it´s the “South”. My first night I spent on the roof of my friends house. All around were those straight trees, you´ve seen at olivine oil bottle, the mountain “Olympus” which you have seen at the beginning of world history book in school. In the night the mountain itself was like Eiffel Tower. Huge, yellow, unavoidable attention trap. If you ask me: How is the south? –Smelly. I went to Athens, my nose went to the Disneyland. Or at least Grandmothers kitchen. That is how nights are there. Warm, silent and smelly.

Hallelujah

Wed, 24 Dec 2008 16:52:19 GMT

In the land where i am from, today is going to be usual winter day. People still have a week to go until New Year´s Eve and they are mostly happy about that fact. But for the most people of the world it is going to be Christmas. The day on which Jesus Christus was born. I have being thinking about it this night. What is it about Christmas? Why do people who even dont believe in God in any form celebrate this day? Maybe because it is the only legimate reason for some of them to get together with hole family or something like that. Any other big ideas? As for me, i dont believe in God in any form but i am sure there was a person named Jesus Christus. If he made wonder or not doesnt matter. What counts is that he changed the hole world and humans as a kind, most of the people on earth think this changes were for good. There is also a book based on his story. The most publisched book in history. Such an important man isnt he? Actually in Russia we have got Christmas to, i know, but it is barely celebrated. I just dont understand why doest it has to be at 7 of January? Why cant you just join the rest of the world having this day of peace, family, love and silence on the street. Such a special birthday of such a special man. Jesus Christus.

Walls, Waves and Screens

Sun, 14 Dec 2008 00:30:28 GMT

No songs, just symphonies. Why don’t they call it classic of our age?

Standing there and listening, thinking, imagining, getting hundreds of colourful pictures in your head, that what it was about. But no drugs and no beer in the picture. Just Symphonies. There was a wall of sound and light, which made you come through it. May be it is the thing about concerts. The music is the same, the feeling either. But both of them are much stronger than you can get out of any iPod. There was neither shouting, nor jumping. Just Music and no voices at all. I cant imagine another gig like that. Since when did mobile cameras replace pocket lighter? You could see the artists on the stage, or on a hundred tiny screens all over the hall. There was something Si-Fi about it, just perfect for post rock. I tried to look at the stage and follow the sound, but after Sine Wave, there was no more point. I gave up and started doing what everyone around me did. Closed my eyes, and let me get dissolved. I stood there out of breath. Now it is obvious for me to believe what the guys from Mogwai say: “Music is bigger than words and wider than pictures!”. Indeed, Thank you.

Placa Catalunya

Fri, 03 Oct 2008 14:25:35 GMT

It is much easier to screw and leave it all, if you know where to go.

Renovatio

Thu, 02 Oct 2008 15:35:58 GMT

Do you have a boat?

Vicky Christina Barcelona

Wed, 01 Oct 2008 19:13:08 GMT

The world´s first underground camera!

The War

Fri, 08 Aug 2008 16:30:32 GMT

People went kill each other today. What do you think? Does this war have legitimate reasons? What about Russia, Is it really necessary to take a part? One part of me want to say "Go kill them all!" but the other one screams "Stop the madness!". Thank you.

Solzhenitsyn

Mon, 04 Aug 2008 12:32:58 GMT

"His life would be enough for tree or four atrong lucky people. His literary and publicist heritage is so big that it will be years if not generations, dozens of people if not a hole research institute required to comprehend and grasp it." The man who i always listened to. It was very hard for me to disagree with his thoughts, articles, books. Maybe because they were ingenuous straight with you. There are many thing whitch make one be a person he is. Parents and freinds, city and state etc. For me it was his literature, his art of words what had made me became the person i am. It is time to say: thank you Alexander Issajewitsch. Beautifull mind has gone.

Museum of Moments

Fri, 01 Aug 2008 01:09:41 GMT

In my mind I have a lot of moments which I will never forget. They are very short, more like photos, maybe short videos. But only few pieces of art can have this much of thoughts feelings emotions and impressions than these moments. I had gone to Berlin to get one more of those.

It was All I Need. The sky was grey and dark, but on some spots the sun could come through like there were big, perfect white LEDs in the ceiling of clouds. And suddenly it started to rain, warm, silently, with huge drops. I could see those splashing on the shoulder of a girl in front of me. She became for me a beauty spot like Belvedere in the evening or wind farm on a field. "I'm a moth
Who just wants to share your light.." this magnificent music just made it complete and perfect alike.
This was the only moment a got on the concert. Probably because of the rain. Right after the song environment has changed. The night had fallen. They had started it with 15 Step and finished with Where I End And You Begin. It came out better than everyone had dared hope. If the gig had been only 3 minutes long maybe I would remember all of it. To much to hold in mind but more than enough to call it impression of the life.
There is nothing left but nice strange t-shirt, music, and a blue picture of drops splashing on her shoulder. It is one Moment more now.