Monday, December 31, 2012

The day 365 of the year

So today is the last day of the year, people always say that a new year is a new beginning  Truth is that for me is just another day, you don't need to be starting a year so you can start a diet, start being a good person, stop drinking soda, etc etc. We've always been told that that's what the new year is for, on the last day you make a review probably it's what I'm doing, then the next day you start fresh and again. But you will be the same person, you will probably have the same dreams and your weight will be the same. So you don't need a new year to make new things, you can do something new and exciting every day. Every day can be your fresh start. Also the last day of the year shouldn't be the only one when you thank people for being there, when you thought about your lessons learned. You can do that everyday of the year. But what makes this day special then, if I can do those things everyday. Because a year ended, we won't ever be in 2012 again. And it's easier to look back from here. So what happened for me this year... a lot of things happened for me this year.
I worked on a gifts store for like 5 months, I loved someone, I graduated from high school, I got my heart broken, I met amazing people, I started working with kids I love, I started collage, I quit collage, I survived, I learned... If you look at it this way, it was just a year. But it wasn't just a year for me, I learned way too many things this year. I loved, I failed, I got mad, I cried of happiness, I got stressed, I got nervous, I got sad. So a year is ending and that is already in the past, I learned from the bunch of things that happened. And no I won't start again, I'm the same weird shy girl, but I can start again knowing that nothing lasts forever, I shouldn't depend my happiness on anybody, true friends are a treasure, family is a blessing, opportunities come in a blink of an eye and go the same way and I should appreciate people while they are still here. It wasn't one of my best years, I'm sure and I hope I will have better ones. But a year ended and I'm still here. A new year will begging and will feel the same, I can start making my own changes now.

A lot of people came in and go of my life this year. The ones that aren't here anymore, I learned that it happened for a reason. Your name in the book of my life is already written, but it's in the past. To the new people in my life and to the old people that stayed, I'm glad you're still here, friends and family are blessings and I'm thankful you were part of my 2012. Hopefully you will be part of my 2013 too!

I'm not sure if I can remember about all the persons that made my 2012 better, but I will try to. So Thank you all of you, for being a blessing in my life. Thank to the ones that believed in me, to the ones that were there for me, to the ones that made me stronger, to the ones I love. Each one of you made my 2012  better, even if you said just a words to me, even if you don't know me enough, you are here for a reason. Thank you so much! I hope you have a Happy new year :D

Mom, Dad, Mauricio, Gaby, Mony, Gaby B, Martha, Estefy, Adrian, Aldo, Fuzy, Tamayo, David, Max, Enrique, Lesly, Denisse, Ana Lucia, Marita, Pony, Isi, Daniel, Alan, Nick, Kevin, Kyle, Joanna, Mr. Roger, Vale, Chuy, Dany M, Dany R, Jessy, Alex, Karla B, Hector, Memo, Andres, Marco, Mariel, Ale, Erick, Sara, Chau, Yumi, Diego, Fran, Maria, Mely, Vrenny..

I'm probably missing someone, but I'm happily said you were part of my 2012, so thank you. Each one of you have their own story or what did you do, But thank you all. :D

Friday, December 21, 2012

It always starts with a phone call...

It always start with a phone call.. then suddenly you're there, dressing in black clothes walking slowly, you came in to see flowers but not in tables, flowers with names, and tables with kleenex. Then you see a kind of line to hug a special person, people are hugging each other and crying, saying "I'm sorry".

Life really does end in one second, in a car accident, a heart attack, a shot. Then you're no longer here, what happens next? You become a memory, you family and friends are still here, they are sad about it, they miss you, but life continues to them and you're nothing more than a memory, a loved one they lost. So make sure the time you are here it's worth, because that's what your loved ones will remember. Make sure you give them something nice to remember.

I don't know when my time will come, but when it does. I don't want to people cry about me, or feel sad. If I've ever touched someone's life, I hope they remember it and smile. I really hope they do.

To the persons I've lost, I remember about all of you with a smile. To the ones I didn't get to know a lot, I don't remember all the time, but time from time I do think of you. Even if we had a short conversation once, like kacho or I don't remember about you like Granny Elena. I have you in my heart, because I know you were great persons. I hope to see you one day again! <3

RIP Beautiful Angels
Granny Elena (1995)
Grandpa Toscano (1999)

Grandpa Rosendo (2001)
Uncle Marcos (2006)
Kacho (2009)
Ever (2012)

Monday, December 10, 2012

What is Christmas?

December it's my favorite time of the year. I like how my house looks all full of lights, being covered in a blanket watching movies, eating churros and hot chocolate, wearing hoodies and sweaters, I love watching Christmas movies, I love spending time with family I don't see often, I love having posadas with my friends, I actually like remembering about the fact that Jesus was born that day and in that way and why lie I like presents, I like knowing I made someone happy because they received them and I like receiving them. Today I watched The grinch and yesterday I watched Santa clause 2 and 3. So Christmas for me has 2 meanings:
1. The most important remembering Jesus was born in the most humble way to remind us you don't have to have the best to be the best. To remind us how much He loves us. Keep Christ in Christmas.
2. Being with your loved ones, Christmas it's not about the presents, it's about being with the people you love and sharing with them things that come from the inside of your heart. That's what it is about being with the people that truly loves you and cares about you, even you might don't have a present to give them.

That's why I love this time of the year, I wish every other month was like this. Full of love, and everyone saying it's the time to be happy, and the time to share what you have. Every day of the year should be time of being with your loved ones and giving them love.

Friday, December 7, 2012

When I'm going to be that lucky?

I couldn't thought of another name, but I'll start this with what happened yesterday. I was at work, and my job basically consist of being in the door of the restaurant asking people how many people they'll be and in a smoking or non-smoking area, so a girl was there in a table really close to the door, and since I get bored so fast I usually look at people or just stare at a point, I usually find something to distract myself. And she was there with her boyfriend, I've never ever seen that face, the expression and the face of the girl told it all, she was so so in love and the guy was the same, he was looking at her like if he was looking at an angel. I was just like... ugh happy couples, reminding me how alone I am and I will... Then I thought okay look at how happy and in love they are, I want that, I want to be that happy because my guy makes me smile that way, I want to look at someone with bright eyes like if I was seeing Ed Sheeran, and he looking at me like if I was a princess. So I thought.. they really need to know people around them can feel their love, so I asked a weitress for a paper and a pen, and I told them that. That they looked so happy, and that I wished one day someone would look at me that way and look at someone that way. And that they had gave me hope, that that kind of love exist and that even I'm not beautiful like her, maybe someday I'll find it. So thank you. so I wrote that and when they were leaving I was really shy and I was like hey.. and gave them the paper, I walked away as fast as I could because I'm shy. Then I was finishing there and my boss told me "you have a call" I was like w t f... who would call me to this number.. I answered like yes? it was her and she told me that if I could tell the person that gave me the paper that thank you so much.. I was like.. I wrote that. She told me that it really meant a lot to her, she thank me like 5 times and then she said "you'll find it too, I promise" what's your name? me: Sandra.. Okay Sandra thank you so much.. Thank you.. I hang the phone, and I was smiling a lot, I don't know why I wasn't expecting that I thought they would be like.. okay.

Another succes at work, one day I asked a couple if they would like a smoking or non-smoking area, he asked her do you smoke? she: no, it bothers me a lot.. him: me too, I'm allergic.. extra points to you ;) I thought.. okay first date.. They stayed there talking and talking for hours, they sat on a couch like one of the ones one in front of the other, the guy stand up to the bathroom and when he come back he was next to her, I thought awe they liked each other a lot..

I want that, I honestly think nobody is going to love me, because I'm shy and not beautiful. I really want that kind of love and I hope one day I'll have it, it's just that sometimes I lose faith when I thought, like really those kind of things doesn't happen to me, like I would love it. But I'm never that lucky.

Friday, November 23, 2012

Welcome to the third world


So I live in México and people usually come to my house to ask things, like clothes, food, etc. There's a poor neighborhood next to mine, so they come a lot. I was doing nothing using the computer, when someone knock on the door like 5 times. At first I thought... sigh 1 time would be fine... I opened the door to find 2 kids, they were like 8. The kid asked me if I had something, he said an apple, a banana, something? I broke my heart idk why if I had seen kids like this all my life, they always come. So I went to the kitchen took 2 oranges, 2 little boxes of cereal and 2 glasses of water. And gave them to them. Then I saw a woman and she asked me if I had clothes, and I told them the truth my mother hasn't take anything away. The kids were already walking away, when the boy turned back and said, thank you God bless you... I just said, God bless you too.

I don't know why, but when I closed the door I felt like crying. I see kids in the street asking for money almost everyday, people come to my house to ask for things and I've seen people looking in my garbage for things. I'm kind of used to see this. But I'm thinking since when it's normal to see starving people in streets, when there're so many rich people. Since when it's okay for a kid to work all day and walk to every house to ask for food, when they should be playing. It's not okay and I wish more people would see that. I wish people, powerful people would do something to help. It's not okay and it breaks my heart. :(
There're so many rich people here, the richest man in the world is Mexican, and there're so many people out there starving and homeless. I wish I could help but Id on't know how. :(

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Querido futuro novio:

Hola me siento bien rara haciéndote una carta, no se quien eres, no se ni siquiera si existes o si voy a tener, no se NADA de ti, tengo mucho tiempo esperándote  Pero algún día veras esto. Soy un poco penosa al principio, haz que se me quite contigo. Hazme reír yo tratare de hacerte reír. No voy a ser nadie mas que YO. Por favor quiéreme mucho, porque se que yo lo voy a hacer. Ya que me conoces sabes que no cualquiera seria mi novio, y no digo que seas afortunado, si acaso yo soy la afortunada. No me gustan, AMO los abrazos y perdón si te abrazo mucho.  Sabes te voy a querer mucho, y si tu no te rindes yo no me voy a rendir. Quiero que no solo seas mi novio, quiero que también seas mi mejor amigo. Prefiero mil veces que seas chistoso y divertido, a romántico. Yo también soy romántica pero no tanto. Te voy a tratar como te mereces, y te voy a consentir mucho. Prefiero mil veces estar en un parque en bici, jugando con agua, comiendo sandwichitos contigo, que estar en un restaurante elegante o algo así. Así que no te preocupes por las cosas materiales, porque en verdad no me interesan, mejor regalame tus sonrisas. Si no haz visto mis películas favoritas haré que las veas. Y yo voy a ver tus películas de niño, y me las vas a explicar. Quiero que me enseñes que es lo que amas. Y te haré de comer. Te voy a llevar a mis lugares favoritos y quiero ver los tuyos. Te voy a dar todo mi amor, y te voy a dar mi corazón  Y si no lo vas a poder cuidar, dime de una vez, porque ya no quiere que lo lastimen. Es lo único que te pido, no me lastimes... Porque te voy a dar todo mi amor. Haz que valga la pena! Te quiero mucho y gracias por quererme! Haré lo posible por no decepcionarte, te lo prometo.

"If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too. I want them to be able to do whatever they want around me."

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Thank you

In all my life I've had good teachers, bad teachers, mean teacher and special teachers I will remember. I don't think I could say something about the special ones, even they are like 5 - 4 idk. I will just said what my last english teacher did to me. He didn't knew how his words were getting inside me, but I owe him a lot. Maybe someday I will thank him, I'll say that he helped the shy, young and quit girl in his class. He taught me that I'm only young once. I need to do crazy things right now, or I will never make them. I need to be brave now, or I won't have anything to tell when I'm 80. I need to do things I wouldn't do in 10 years. He said that and 1 week after I donated my hair, to a cute little girl with cancer. I have always wanted to do it, but I loved my hair so much. It was the only thing I liked about myself to be honest. But when my sister said her teacher asked them for braids for a 6 years old girl that didn't wanted to get in shower because she was losing his hair I realized I need to do it. So I cut my hair. I don't like it at all, nothing, zero, nada. But it will grow and it's making her happy I guess. So that was his first lesson, he probably didn't noticed, but big part of it was thanks to him. So I won't tell the story about how broken my heart is, so the short version "Some Jerk, idiot, asshole broke my heart really bad, and I felt horrible. I've never felt this way. And I was I guess I'm still are afraid to trust anyone, not just guys. Everyone. And I'm scared I won't ever fall in love again, and nobody will love me again" So yeah I was feeling this way.. then the teacher told us to bring the lyrics of a song to class, then we needed to say our favorite part of the song and why. A girl said her song, and the part she liked was also kind of a broken heart. Then the teacher asked her something I don't remember, and she said "because I don't have a boyfriend.." So he told us something.. he told us that he had a girlfriend, and they dated for 7 years.. He really thought he would marry her and have kids with her, then I guess she broke his heart. And everything that happened to him since that, he blamed her, it was because of her fault... 7 years dating someone, seeing your life with her, then... it ends. He was really sad and broken. Then he met a girl, they fell in love, they got married, and their kid was born today. And he told us how happy he is. And how much he love her, and how much he thanks what happened in the past because if nothing of that would had happened, he wouldn't be with her wife right now.
So I thought okay I was really sad because that idiot broke my heart. What? Really Sandy, really? I'm better than that... I didn't had not even 1 year of dating when that happened. So yes, I might be sad right now. And I might be afraid and scared nobody will love me, but someone some day will love me. And will love me the way I deserve to, will love me back, will love me as much as I love him and will fight for me. So no more tears for that jerk, he is in the past. And that's where he belongs. I deserve so much better, and one day I will met him and realize why things happened the way they did. And I won't even bother looking back, because what I have in the present it's so much better, I might be scared about it right now, but I have hope. I will learn to love again, I will learn to trust again, I need to be myself again and someday someone will love me, right?

So to the few special teachers thank you. I do remember about everyone of them and they had their own story. But Mr. Roger thank you for giving me hope. And even I'm not in your class anymore, I'm not in school anymore, thank you for what you taught me. It was more than an english class and you did way more than your job. :)

Love the life you live.

I have no idea why did I wrote that name, I guess I will figure out in the end. I have no idea who reads this or even if someone does, and if you do why. I guess in a years I'll show this to my kids. Anyways so since I have no idea who is reading this, I have no idea why do you care or why you keep reading, but I'm going to tell this anyway. I have so many subjects in my head I don't even know how to write them. I'm going to start with last week.

So last week I told my parents I wasn't liking architecture.. I saw my grades.. really good grades. But they were good because I did my homework and projects. I kind of liked it. But since I started it wasn't my first choice.. So I had this feeling for like a month, but I didn't wanted to tell anyone. Then I talked to a friend I met on tumblr, and he opened my eyes. So I told my mom... Me: mom can I talk to you? Sit down Her: what?! Me: I'm not pregnant! Her: I know...  okay mom haha thanks. I told her, it made me feel a little bit sad when I saw her disappointing face, she said she always wanted to have an architect or a engineering. I started crying, and I told her "I feel like I'm disappointing you and my dad, and I'm sorry but I rather disappoint you them disappoint me" She hugged me and said, you couldn't had said it better, we're still so proud of you and you're not disappointing anyone. So I'm already out, and I'm starting education in january. In a different school, in the last one I liked that I was there in high school so most of my friends were there too. My best friends were there. But I'll still be friends with them.

Then monday.. I LOVE MY KIDS SO MUCH and I want to see them everyday. So I gave catechism for kids from ages 8-12 in church. We're 6 giving it, to like 15 kids. And I could be having the worst day of my life, like last monday I was having an horrible day. And just seeing them so excited and giving me hugs makes  my whole week. They kind of remind me of my little nephew dany<3 because he have their age, and thanks God he is not there, because I wouldn't even bother looking at the other kids. Okay no, I would give them the same attention, but I'd be hugging him all the time. (but he a story for another day) So they made me smile so much, and I love their hugs. I loved when this quit and kind of cold girl shared the candy she won, everyone were like SHE GOT TWOOOO! but she earned it, then she was like who wants from mine? Then we told them to choose one of us so we could guide them a little bit more personal, and I told a friend no one will choose me and 3 little princess said my name so it made me smile. It made me smile the 6 of us had
at least 1 of them. It was a good day with them.

Tuesday happy birthday to me. I don't know how to say this in a nice way, but it was the worst birthday I ever had. But it made me realize something.. who my real friends are. I thought that "you can count your friends with one hand" was fake, but no I think I have 4. But that's also another story, I didn't liked that day, I cried for hours and in the end I was just wishing it would be over. Thanks God it's over...

Then today... My grandma forgot about my birthday again :(, she forgot about the past 2 also. She is from the 25 I’m from the 23 so every birthday like 1 week before, she ask me what zodiac sign I am, and then she says we’re the same one! But when that day comes she forget about it, then we visit her every year on her birthday the 25 (today) and she doesn’t say anything. I mean on my birthday to be honest I don’t remember about other people it’s like it’s my birthday.. but she gives money and calls all my cousins and my siblings on their birthday and she always forgot about me :C

At first I was sad, okay I’m still kind of sad. I mean I know she is old. Today she turned 80. I’m happy for that she is such a blessing for everyone in my family. And she is one of the strongest and caring people I know, and she is so funny. I love her so much. So when I realized she forgot again I was like :C awe, but then I realized I turned 19, she is 80… She had a whole life already made, she is a warrior honestly. She has gone through a lot, and she is still fighting. I just love her so much, I admire her so much. And she is one of my favorites persons in the world. <3

mehh so love the life you live... I have no idea. I love my family. I love working with kids. I love my true friends. But do I love the life I live? I don't know, I'm not sure.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

My favorite kind of love.

When I was coming home, I thought I definitely need to write about this. Then I thought about the name. And I realized my favorite kind of love, it's the love that has been always there... the love of my family. 

Today was the surprise party for my grandma, she will be 80 soon. So it was all perfect and planned I cried of emotion and happiness like 3 times, everyone was laughing about how many times I cried. I cried every time I saw my grandma started crying. So here comes the moment.. SURPRISE! I hope there's a picture of the face of my grandma in that moment. She just looked at us, at the decorations, and she just said...WHAT IT'S THIS?... WHY? hahaha your birthday it's coming soon! Then she hugged her sister, her only sister a 84 year woman, that never got married, never had kids and she lives in a town far away alone. They fight a lot when they are together a lot of time, but when they saw each other they hugged like best friends. Then she started hugging everyone, she saw my aunt that lives far away in CT, and she doesn't come often to visit. First time I cried... When I saw the face of my grandma when she saw her, she started crying. I thought about the love of a daughter to a mother, I looked at all my aunts, my mom, my uncle. And it makes me hope one day I will be hugging my mother or my dad because of their 80 birthday. I looked at all my family 4 daughters and a son, 16 grandsons and granddaughters, 2 great-grandchildren. Where I am gonna be when I'm 80? Will I have a big family full of love to give me? Will I be alone in a home shelter? Will I even gonna be alive? Then we started playing a game, we broke the piñata(a Mexican tradition) it was of a big 80. Then a Mariachi came. It's 3 people singing the birthday song and songs we want. They sang happy birthday, then they asked my grandma what song she wanted, she said in 1 second the name of a song. It was the song that  reminded her of my grandpa, he passed away like 15 years ago. 2 time I cried... When I saw my grandma crying. It must be really hard losing the love of your life, the dad of your children, your support all those years, your partner, your best friend. I know she misses him a lot, she had said it. She said I miss my old one.. I never got to really met him, I was young when he left. I wonder how would he be right now, what would he said about somethings... how proud he must be of some others.. This are the kind of things that I will always wonder. Another thing I wonder, when I'm 80.. will I have a lovely husband by my side? Will he be the love of my life? Who will be that husband?.. 
The guys kept singing, and my grandma kept crying.. 3rd time I cried She said I'm so lucky to have this big lovely family.. I'm so lucky to be this loved.. will I be that lucky? I know my mom will be, she is the best person I know, including my dad. But will I be loved by so many people? Will I be the heart of a family? 
Then we had dinner, then there was a beautiful fondant cake, we sang happy birthday. Then I was helping to take the dishes from the table, and I saw my uncle hugging my aunt crying, I just went by so fast and leave the dishes there. He has gone trough a lot, I can't even explain it. And he has done some things, wrong things. So that hug made me realize. You can make some mistakes, you can feel alone and lost. But your family it's there to help you, and even they don't show it sometimes they care more than anyone. Then we opened the presents, she had so so many presents. She said again, I'm so lucky to have you, I'm so lucky to be so loved. My aunt made an album with a lot of pictures of everyone, and there was a special page for one of us, we wrote a message for her. There's so much love inside that book, you open it and it's like old pictures of my grandma and my grandpa, then their kids.. then the special pages to one of us, with the messages for her. then more pictures of everyone, it was full of memories, full of flashback, pictures I didn't know they existed. And it made me smile, the value of 1 moment, of 1 day, of 1 Christmas, of 1 visit of my cousins.. Then seeing all together and realizing.. She's not the only lucky one... I'm lucky to have that grandma so special, so funny, so kind, so strong. I wish someday I'll be as strong as her. I'm lucky to have this parents full of love and support every time, those parents I don't understand sometimes, and that doesn't understand me some times. But they're always here for me, with a big hug and a klennex to wipe my tears. I hope one day to have a husband like my dad, to be a mother like my mom. Those siblings, so different from me, but at the same time so similar. So funny, so teasing, so protective, and knowing they are my siblings  it's the best feeling in the world, because they are the best. I hope one day I'll return what they have done. To have those cousins and aunts, to the ones I can share a laugh with, and understand the family situations we're going through. 

So I was coming home making a summary of the night. And I love my family so much. I couldn't have asked for a better family. I already have the best. And I know I'm lucky to have them. I just hope one day I will be lucky to look back in the past and realize what I've done, what I've made, who I've loved, and the people that are there because of me. And I will be crying because of joy, because of loving such amazing people. Because I succeed in life, because I have the most important and special, because of the love.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

I'm used to it but...

I'm used everyone compares me to my sisters and likes, because they are funnier and beautiful. I'm used everyone flirts with my friends, no one with me. I'm used the guys I like/love/date always end up liking someone else and leave me all broken. I'm used to not be the center of attention. I'm used to be the shy girl no one talks to. I'm used to be the girl their friends tease joking, because I'm the only one that doesn't complain. I'm used to be the girl with a smile, trying to cheer up everyone, when she cries at night. I'm used to not be the best. I'm used that everyone replace me eventually. I'm so fucking used to it. But it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.

I'm so tired to being a choice for everyone. Everyone likes me and thinks I'm good enough, until they found someone better. Even my friends, I know everyone will replace me eventually. Everyone had done that, everyone will. Why can't someone look at me and love me just ME, like me just ME. Of course there will always be someone better, but that doesn't mean everyone has to try. Why I'm not good enough for anyone.. not even my friends, not even my family. Why can't someone look at me, like if I was the only girl in the world. Why can't I have a friend that knows my others friends, and knowing they rather me anyway. I hate feeling like this. I hate when someone tease me with something like this, because they don't know how it hurts. I just want to be SANDY, not the sister... or the friend... or that girl.. :( I just want to be good enough for someone, so they will stay with ME, because they only want ME. Not me until they can get better.. :(

Sunday, September 2, 2012

What do you want to be when you grow up?

What do you want to be when you grow up? That's the question you ask a little kid, and they say any kind of answers, I've said astronaut, dolphin trainer, chef, etc. Now tomorrow it's my first day of college, and I'm gonna study architecture. All those times someone asked me "what do I want to be when I grow up?" are finally starting tomorrow. I'm so scared, I'm scared of failing, I'm scared it's not the right choice, I'm scared I won't do it, but mostly I'm scared to be there. It's not like secondary when you just wanted to break the rules and "feel cool", or in high school when you realize about some things, and you see you want another. It's not like that, the friends I made there are real friends. The friends I'm going to make in college, one day they will want the same job I do, they will want to be better, and they will focus on themselves. I know it's time, and if I'm here it's because I'm ready. But the real world it's a scary place. It's not as nice as people show it, it's not easy. So you could said so that tomorrow I start for real. I'm really nervous, but right now it's what I need to do. I don't know what to expect, I just know I will do my best. Life is about that, being with the ones you love and love you, doing what you love, and always giving your best. I'm nervous, but in some years I'll be nervous because of a job interview, then I'll be nervous because of my wedding, then because of the birth of my first son/daughter. I don't know what to expect, and that's why I'm nervous. Life doesn't come with instructions, but it does with love, faith, hope, happiness. I just hope I will always be sure about my decisions, I don't want to look back and regret. I just want to do with my life, something different. I want to look back and said: I loved and I was loved back, I did what I loved, I didn't regret about a lot of things, I did my best, I did a difference, I changed someone's life, I made it...

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Beauty

All my life I've been feeling ugly, fat, I've always disliked myself. And I don't know why, why I let all the comments bother me. Like for example, I've heard 100 times "you're beautiful" and "you're ugly" 5 times. And I believed in that 5 times I heard it. I've learned that a beautiful person it's beautiful from what they have inside. You can have a pretty face but it won't make you beautiful with a ugly heart. You may not be the best good looking person, but if your heart it's kind and you have a smile, you're beautiful. More than most of the people. A smile, it's a reflection of what's inside, of course you can fake a smile. Who hasn't? But at the moment you decide to smile, you're not doing it just for you. You're doing it for others because your smile, maybe can change someone's day. Maybe you can me laughing and smiling so shining, and someone having a bad day can look at you like.. wow I want that kind of happiness.
So smile, in every moment you get the chance to do it, SMILE. why?
  • It makes you look beautiful 
  • You can change someone's day 
  • It changes your mood 
  • Someone can fall in love with your smile. 
I regret because I do had heard "you're ugly, you're fat, you're weird, you're emo" And I could make a list of negative comments people that I like and people I don't like had told me. And I remember about those moments. I wish I could remember more of the people that had told me "you're beautiful, you have a beautiful smile, etc."
The true beauty it's inside, so someone that says you're not it's because they've not that beauty inside. Everyone has their own sparkle, show it, be proud of it. That makes you, YOU and makes you unique. Nobody is ugly. I guess some people do have an ugly heart, people like killers, terrorists, etc. Smile, I know you are beautiful.

Los tiempos de Dios son perfectos!

Vengo de un retiro espiritual, la mitad del retiro fue en silencio. Oracion personal, conversaciones contigo misma y con Dios. Ya habia vivido uno asi, pero creo que en este el espiritu santo me hablo mas. Desde hace varios años han ocurrido cosas en mi vida, cosas que queria que pasaran y no pasaron o cosas que no queria que pasaran y pasaron. Asi es la vida. Pero me puse a pensar, que es lo que Dios me ha querido decir todas esas veces que me dijo NO, y yo segui intentando hasta que me volvia a decir que NO. O esas veces que me decia VEN y yo pensaba, no gracias, todavia no. Los tiempos de Dios son perfectos. Yo no estaba destinada a ser jefa en cadena, y por mas que le intente no se pudo, me dolio seguir y no serlo. Pero Dios ya me habia dicho que no. Me dolio que estuve mucho tiempo en el DIEC y que no me invitaran como formadora, mas aun que invitaran primero a mi hermana menor. Pero yo seguia diciendo, que NO. Me dolio que nunca le hable a Ever, tuve la oportunidad de hacerlo, y no lo hize. Ahora nunca lo hare, porque ya se encuentra con Dios. Me dolio lo que paso con Josh, paso 1 vez. Dios me dijo que NO era para mi, no escuche. Paso una seguunda vez, me dolio mas. Paso una tercera, ya entendi. Me duele, pero entendi. Me duele que no pasara nada en cadena, y yo como ansiaba fogata y solo me heria al ver que... NO pasaba nada. Y no porque Dios no quisiera eso para mi. Porque tenia planes mejores. En la hora santa pense y pense en todo, en como necesitaba mas a Dios, no podia seguir asi. Reflexione sobre todas las segundas oportunidades que me ha dado y no me di cuenta. Al preguntarme por segunda vez que si queria ser coordinadora de infantil dije que si. Se me vinieron a la mente todas estas segundas y mas oportunidades, y no por nada pense en eso antes de que me lo dijeran. Los tiempos de Dios son perfectos. No se si estoy lista, tengo miedo, tengo miedo de fallarle a la gente, tengo miedo de fallarle a Dios. Pero se que por algo pasan las cosas. Dios no elige a los capacitados, capacita a los elegidos. Los tiempos de Dios son perfectos, y no volvere a dudar. "Reza como si todo dependiera de Dios, Haz las cosas como si todo dependiera de ti"

Thursday, August 16, 2012

It's 4:08 am

It's 4:08 am, I can't sleep again.. And when I can't sleep my mind just spin around and thinks about everything. Honestly lately my mind has been every where and thinking about everything. So I'd like to say about my day, today...


Listen this while reading it

I needed to wake up at 6, because I let my sister in school, then my mom in work. I needed the van because I needed to go to my high school for some papers I will need for college. So I wake up and as always the first thing I do I check my phone, I asked Josh 1 last thing. He said yes. It made me feel sad, because even I already knew, I realized it was done, it was over, and this time will be forever... That made cry, I didn't wanted to end thing like this. I didn't even wanted it to end. We can't always get what we want. I told my mom I was just tried for waking up so early. When I came to my house again, I tried to sleep, I had like 3 dreams. Then I needed to go for the papers I needed, pick up my sister and then my mom. When I was paying for the papers, there was a guy next to me... This is what happened.

"Lady: So what was your plan for college? (because there are like 2 types in my school)

him: emmmm I don't know... (most jerk voice ever)

Lady: well what was your student number...

him: ashh I don't remember...

Lady: well can you give me your last name so I can look for it..

him: yes.. that's why I'm here.. sigh

Lady: here it's your student number.. blabla

him:.. okay (and he left without a thank you)"

Maybe he was having a bad day, maybe something really bad just happened to him, but that doesn't give anyone the right to treat someone bad. The woman was just doing her work, and she treated him nice, at least he could had said thank you. Treat others as you'd like to be treated. 

Then I look for my sister, I brought a soda and we went to the car and go to my mom's work.

Then when I came home, we ate. The food has so much onion, I don't like it at all. But I was eating. I wonder how many people didn't ate today, and would kill for what I ate today. Be thankful for what you have, you never know when you will lose it. I wished I could help all the people that are hungry, eating should be a law, in every country. Anyone shouldn't be hungry.

Then I toke a nap, I was just falling asleep, when my brother wake me up. He said he needed me to drive with him (him in his car, me in my mom van) to home depot, because he needed furniture and the space of 1 car won't be enough. I went with him. He said I drive too slowy. Then we were there, he pick up one. A worker there helped us. He didn't had 1 arm. He worked there, helping people pick up heavy stuff, and he didn't had 1 arm. And sometimes I complain I'm tired, and I'm too weak. Be thankful for what you are, and learn from who are equal to us having less.

I was helping my brother get the furniture in his car, and he said maybe I didn't needed another car... I thought of my nap.. Then he said, but I needed to be talking and annoying someone right?.. That made me smile, sometimes I feel he don't likes to be around me because I was annoying him. Then we went to another store, and brought another furniture. I stayed all day doing random stuff. Then I was on tumblr. And he told me, to come with him to print some stuff for my mom. I was like... okay. Then when we get in the car, he said something like I only asked because it were you. I smiled, he likes my company. Then we talked about different things. And I realized something I already knew. My family, not only him. All of them are so so so special. Everyone of them have something, that makes them unique and make me lucky. To call him daddy, mommy, brother, sisters... My family is a blessing, and I wouldn't change them for anything. And I don't know what I'd do without any of them. What take me to the people that had lost someone of their family. I really admire each one of you. If it would be possible I'd like to share mine. With anyone. The family will always be the most important, it's what made you who you are and where did you came from. It's the most special thing in life, you didn't choose them, and sometimes you might feel like you don't belong, but you do. And if they are not here anymore, you did. And they stay live in your heart, forever. Ohana.
My grandma it's going to be 80 in october, so my aunt it's making her an album with pictures of all of us and a personal message from us. My uncle had a dificult years. I know it's hard for him. But I know it's harder for my cousins. It's a whole story I won't tell. It just broke my heart when I read what my cousin wrote for my grandma. He is 15. He wrote something like "thank you for taking care of me and my brother, I miss you, I miss my aunts, I miss my cousins, I miss my dad. Thank you for always being there when we really needed you, you are a great woman." When they were little they came often to my house because their parents had weddings or stuff. So they stayed the night. I can't even imagine how they are feeling. They are 2 guys of 13 and 15. And sometimes I complain about something, I complain about how I feel with my family. I just want to see them, and give them a hug. I never thought they would had to deal with something like this. I hope they know I miss them too. And I will always be there for them. Stay strong, you are a fighter and I admire you both. Nothing last forever, problems are just for a while.

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Self-esteem?

So I've been doing something on tumblr for a while.. that I message at least 1 person every day on anonymous, telling them they are beautiful and worthwhile, and trying to get their hopes and self-esteem up. I message people I know don't get a lot of compliments there. So I try.. And the other day I was on omegle with my best friends, we were so bored, and we were there.. and a guy told us.. you'll probably close it, cause I'm ugly and not like the other guys you've seen here... it honestly broke my heart and we told him all the compliments we could.. Then we were singing "What makes you beautiful" to every people we saw there.. There was this guy.. he got really ashamed, you should have seen at his face like.. "4 girls are singing this to me.." he was blushing a lot and smiling like a kid on a christmas morning. I stayed up for a while thinking in something... people do deserve compliments at least once a day. Sometimes when I message people on tumblr, people I don't know, or even I haven't seen, and I just do it anon. All of them.. ALL of them get so excited and say things like "wow this made my day" or "no one had ever told me something like that before". So I'm no one to talk about self-esteem because if you ask me if I'm beautiful.. I'll blush, look at my feet and say... yes? But why.. Because at some point in my life someone convinced me.. I was "fat", "ugly, "not good enough", "stupid", "emo". And a lot of more things.. But the point it's that who gave them the right to make me feel this way? Only me. Because I let me believe everything they said was true. I'm not saying a compliment will stop someone making this or that way. I'm just saying it could help at least a little bit. And at least for me a compliment make my day and make me smile. Compliment everyone and every time you can. You NEVER know who might be feeling worthless at some point. Who might be feeling stupid or not good enough. It's easy to say you're beautiful, you're not fat, you can do everything you propose to yourself.. But at the moment of saying that to you... That's when it becomes harder. That's why I guess every one should get and say a compliment every time they can. And I've been there, it honestly can change someone point of view on themselves. A beautiful person it's beautiful inside and outside. Don't let anybody make you feel less.

Monday, August 6, 2012

for-Ever





Ever, hace un poco mas de 5 meses que ya no estas aqui fisicamente. Tu sabes todo lo que te estan extrañando. Y todo lo que marcaste a la gente que te queria. Te voy a decir lo que me enseñaste. Me enseñaste a decir las cosas cuando tengo la oportunidad. No hable contigo mas de 5 veces. Porque? porque eras penoso, y si yo soy penosa tu mas. Siempre pense que estabas bien guapo, todavia lo pienso. Y fueron pocas las veces que hable contigo por pena. Al irte me dejaste algo bien claro, mientras las personas esten aqui con nosotros, diles todo lo que les tengas que decir! La pena no sirve para nada. Y me arrepiento de no haberte conocido mejor. Me duele lo que te paso, a tan corta edad. Porque todavia tenias muchas cosas que hacer, que vivir y tu familia y amigos te extrañan demaciado. Pero gracias por lo que me enseñaste sin querer. Cada vez que tenga pena de decir o hacer algo, va por ti. Por lo que no te pude decir. for-Ever, forever.
Te mando un abrazote de aqui al cielo! Nos veremos pronto.

Ever, it has been a little bit more than 5 months ago that you're not here physically. You know how much everyone are missing you. And all you leave in the people that loves you. I'm going to tell you what you teach me. You teach me to say things when I have the chance. I didn't talked to you more than 5 times. why? because you were shy, and if I'm shy you were more. I always thought you were cute and handsome, I still think that. And there were a few times that we talked because of shy. When you leave you teach me something, while people are here tell them all you want to say, you don't know when it would be late. it's not worth being shy. And I regret I didn't knew you like I wanted to. It hurts me what happened to you, you were so young. Because you still had so much to do, to live, and your friends and family miss you like crazy. But thank you for what you teach me without wanting it. Every time I get shy to say something or do something, it goes for you. For what I couldn't say. for-ever, forever. I send you a hug from here to heaven! I will see you soon.

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Hi

Sometimes I think nobody read this, but then when I log in. I see that people from different parts of the world had been here. So Hi :D, thanks for reading this. This is the only safe place I have to vent.

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I wish I could say all that's in my mind. But I can't... I can't afford losing someone else. The worst part it's that they're here. But I lose them. And I can't do anything to have them back, I want... But they'll never be the same. Not with me. They will never love me the same way, they will never ever do it again. If I'm sure about 1 thing it's that... I lose them. And I have no idea how to have them back. I'm not sure if they want, but I do. And I don't know what to do. So I just stay quiet all day, I just cry in the night when I'm sure they're sleeping. I can't look at her in the eyes. I'll miss those days, I'll miss them a lot... I miss my best friend. I miss my sissy. I honestly hate this feeling. I feel like a big hole in my chest, everytime I hear it. Everytime I understand what's happening. And I just cry again alone. Where no one will see me. Where no one know how much it hurts.

Monday, July 2, 2012

México lindo y que herido...

Hoy por primera vez vote, siempre lo vi con una gran ilusion y con ganas de cambiar mi pais. con ganas deque talvez con mi voto las cosas no serian diferentes, pero habre tenido mi opinion. Habre dicho lo que pienso bueno vivo en un pais donde compran votos por 500 pesos y un sandwich, donde desaparecen urnas completas y nadie supo, nadie vio. Vivo en un pais donde a los politicos dejo de preocuparles el pais, y se empezaron a preocupar por aumentar sus sueldos y llenarse de lujos. Esta bien padre ser diputado no? Ganar 150, 000 pesos al mes, a quien no le gustan! Y que hacen con TANTO dinero? NADA.. lujos para ellos y su familia. Para que voto, si ya estaba todo comprado? Para que me quejo sino van a hacer nada? Para que intento yo hacer el cambio, si no soy importante no importo...? Me da ASCO la corrupcion de este pais, y siempre ah sido asi. Tan pronto como pueda voy a salir de aqui. Amo mi pais, mi cultura, mis costumbres, mi familia, mis amigos, mis zonas verdes, MI MÉXICO! Pero si no puedo estar agusto aqui, si no tengo voz aqui, tan pronto como pueda me voy a ir! Y no porque lo abandone, si no porque estoy harta de las ratas que nos gobiernan! Este ya NO es el México que yo quiero para mis hijos, este ya NO es el México en el que yo quiero para tener un buen trabajo.

Creo que nunca habia estado tan desepcionada de ser Mexicana, como lo estube hoy. Me desepciona que esa clase de gente nos vaya a gobernar, me desepciona la gente que vendio su voto, me desepciona la gente que soborno, me desepciona que ya todo estaba planeado. Hoy perdi totalmente el respeto a los que me gobiernan..

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

La vida pasa rapido / Life goes fast

En cualquier momento puede pasarte un accidente y acabar con tu vida. En cualquier momento puede pasarte algo y destrozarte por dentro. En cualquier momento puedes perder a tus seres queridos. En cualquier momento puedes ver todo por terminado. Disfruta ESTE momento, habra cosas que no puedes cambiar.. solo puedes recordar. Habra cosas que puedes cambiar y se podra ver dificil, pero si tienes las ganas y la motivacion para hacerlo podras, el unico obstaculo eres tu mismo al decirte que no puedes. No vas a vivir TODO lo que quisieras, como humanos siempre vamos a querer mas y mas, aprovecha lo que tienes y sea mucho o poco explotalo y usalo al 100%. No voy a gastar mi vida en alchol, en amigos que no son amigos y en tiempo perdido. Quiero aprovechar cada minuto que tengo con las personas que quiero. Quiero recordar cada momento que me hizo sonreir. Se que no voy a vivir para siempre, pero el tiempo que viva voy a vivirlo no solo por mi, si no por las personas a mi alrededor a ver si puedo cambiar aunque sea un pedacito de su vida. No voy a vivir solo para mi.

In any moment you can have an accident and end with your life. In any moment something can happen that will destroy you inside. In any moment you can lose the people you love. In any moment you can see the end in everything. Enjoy THIS moment, there's gonna be things you can't change.. you can only remember. There's gonna be things you can change and it might be hard, but if you have the motivation to do that you can do it, the only obstacle it's you, saying to yourself you can't. You're not gonna live all you want, as humans we will always want more and more, take advantage of what you have and if it's a lot or not and use it till 100%. I'm not gonna waste my life in alcohol, in friends that are not friends and in wasting time. I want to spend every minute with the people I love. I want to remember every moment that made me smile. I know I'm not gonna live forever, but the time I live I'm gonna live it not just for me, but for the people around me, I hope I can change at least a little part of their life. I'm not gonna live just for me.

Friday, May 18, 2012

no mañana, HOY / not tomorrow, TODAY

Hoy tubimos una conferencia con un chavo de 33 años, el tiene cancer y tiene 7 años con cancer. Al momento en el que le diagnosticaron el cancer le dijeron tienes 4 meses de vida. No voy a poder expresar aquí como se expresa el, pero lo intentare. Nos hablo de como su vida ha cambiado desde que tiene cáncer, y no porque tiene que estar llendo a quimioterapias o por las 6 inyecciones que se pone diarias. Por la manera en la que vive su vida, el vive TODOS los dias como si fuera si ultimo, asi literal. Si te dijeran tienes 100 dias de vida, desperdiciarias 99 y aprovecharias 1. El es lo que hace vive todos los dias, y todos los días le pide a Dios que se un magnifico dia, si tiene la fortuna de llegar a mañana exelente, si no que viva ese dia al 100. Nunca dejen algo sin decir, o sentimientos sin decir. Nos conto como de chiquito su familia era pobre, muy pobre que el tenia que trabajar en las calles a los 12 años. Su papá era alcholico y la mayor parte del dinero de su mamá iba a el. El trabajaba y le llevaba comida a sus hermanitos de 9. Un dia su hermanito le pregunto porque a las casas de enfrente llegaba santa y no a la suya.. el le dijo que era porque no habia numero, al dia siguiente su hermanito habia pintado un 5 en la pared. El se fue a la calle a trabajar por comida, queria tambien comprarles algo a sus hermanos. Se encontro 2 pelotitas en la calle, y en una carpinteria le dieron una caja de madera, en la carpinteria le prestaron los materiales porque limpiaba ahi, y les iba a hacer unas raquetas. Su hermanito estaba jugando con un balon y el solo le decia que iba a romper algo, siguio y siguio y tiro todo. Su primera reaccion fue darle una nalgada, su hermano empezo a llorar a pedirle perdon. El se salio y se sento en la banqueta, su hermanito seguia pidiendole perdon llorando alado de el, el no queria decirle nada porque sabia que despues de eso le iba a preguntar ¿que estas haciendo?, no le contesto. Paso un carro se subio a la banqueta atropello al hermano, y se murio... No le pudo decir que si, no le pudo dar su regalo, no le pudo decir cuanto lo amaba. Eso me marco mucho no importa si tienes cancer o no, si te estas muriendo o no, tu vida puede acabar en este instante. Y si se acabara ahora te irias tranquilo? estarias en paz con todas las personas? ya les dijiste que los amas?

Un amigo iba con el a la platica, lo conocio porque el chavo se drogaba, y el le dijo: como puede ser que tu te estes matando porque sabes que eso te mata, y ya no quieres vivir. Y yo me estoy muriendo y lo unico que quiero es vivir y agradesco cada día. El cambio la vida de su amigo, y el a cambio le dijo que lo ayudaria. El le dijo que solo queria que asi como el lo habia ayudado que ayudara a 10 personas mas.

Tiene 4 años dando platicas y tiene una fundación con mas de 4,000 niños. Un dia una señora le marco por telefono llorando, que le iban a amputar la pierna a su hija de 9 años que si podía ir a hablar con ella. El se preocupo de lo que le iba a tener que decir a la niña y estaba rezando por ella. Cuando llego al hospital lo primero que se le vino a la mente fue "Mi amor como te sientes" la niña dijo bien me cortaron una pierna pero tengo otra! Ella le dijo que le habian cortado su pierna para darsela a otra niña que no tubiera ninguna. Despues le dijo te puedo decir un secreto.. alado de mi esta esa niña con cancer en el cerebro y no puede ver.. no le puedes decir a Dios que yo le doy uno de mis ojos? alcabo tengo 2. Y ahi personas que se quejan por todo! creo que me deberia de incluir ahi.. Ahi una gran cantidad de niños que quieren llegar a ser grandes, de jovenes con sueños de madres o padres que solo piensan en sus hijos, y que tienen cancer y que no saben cuando se van a ir, y que darian todo por estar sanos. Y hay tanta gente que desperdicia su vida. Hay tanta gente que no aprovecha lo que tiene. Su papá tiene 2 años en coma, nos contó como lo extraña, como extraña que lo regañe, que le diga que lo quiere. Un día en una conferencia un chavo se acerco con el y le dijo "ya no aguanto a mi papa" siempre se queja de mi, me esta regañando, todo lo que hago esta mal, no me deja hacer lo que quiero, etc etc. Dijo que siguió por mínimo 10 minutos quejándose de su papá y el le dijo, mira yo extraño mucho mucho a mi papa, y el tuyo a ti te estorba. Mejor que tu papá quede en coma y yo tenga otra vez al mio.. como lo extraño! Aprovecha lo que tienes porque no sabes cuanto tiempo lo vas a tener! No dejes nada para mañana no sabes si vas a despertar, no dejes de tener fe y piensa si te murieras ahorita te irias en paz si tu respuesta es si reafirmala, si es no cambia eso. Porque en milesimas de segundos todo puede acabar.
Gracias Hector Molina :)


We had a conference today with a 33 years old guy, he has cancer and he has had it for 7 years. At the moment they told him he has cancer they told him he had 4 months of life. I won't be able to express my self like he did, but I'll try.

He talk us about how his lide had change since he got cancer, and not because he is going to chemoteraphy, or because he have 6 inyeccions per day. It is because of the way he lives his life, he lives EVERY DAY like it was the last one, really. If you had 100 days of life, you'll waste 99 and in the last one you'll want to do everything. That's what he do, he lives everyday and everyday he ask God that he'll have a good day, and if he's lucky to wake up tomorrow thank you, if not let me live at 100% this day. Never stop telling someone how much they mean to you or how much you love them. He told us that when he was little his family was very poor that he needed to work in streets at 12. His dad was an alcholic and most of the money went to beers, the money his mom earned. He worked and feed his little brothers of 9 years. One day his brother ask him why in the houses in the front santa bring presents and not in his, he told him that it was because there was no number, the next day he found that his brother had wrote a big 5 on the wall. The next day he went to work for money, but he also wanted to buy something for his brothers. When he came back to home with no money he found 2 little balls in the street, he went to a carpentry and there they gave him a box and they borrow him the materials because he cleaned the place, and he wanted to make raquets for them. His brother was playing next to him with a ball, he told him to stop because he would brake something, he keep playing and he dropped everything. He gave him a spank, his brother started crying saying sorry again and again. He went outside and sit down in the sidewalk, his brother next to him kept crying saying sorry. He didn't wanted to say anything because he knew after that he would ask "what were you doing?" he didn't answer. A car with a drunk guy step over the sidewalk and killed his brother... He didn't tell him yes I forgive you, he didn't gave him his present, he couldn´t said how much he loved him.

That stayed on me for a while, it doesn't matter if you have cancer or no, if you're dying or not, your life could end right now. And if it ended right now would you go calm? Would you be in peace with everyone? Did you already told them you love them?

A friend of him went to the speach, he meet him because he used to do drugs and he told him: How could it be that you're killing your self because you know that kilss you, and I'm dying and I want to live, give me your life if you don't want it, I only want that to live and I thank every day that I wake up because is a miracle. He changed the life of him, nos his best friend. He told him he would help him, he just said do what I did to you to 10 people, help them like I did.

He have 4 years giving speaches and helping people, he have a foundation with 4,000 kids. One day a woman called him crying, he told him that they were going to cut the leg of her 9 years old daugther, that if he could go and talk to her. He got worried about what he would tell her and he was praying for her. When he came to the hospital the first thing in his mind to said was "sweetie how are you feeling?" he smiled and said Excelent they just cut my leg but I have another one! She told him that they had cutted her leg to gave it to a girl that didn't had anyone. Then she told him can I tell you a secret? right next to me in that bed there's a girl with cancer in the brain and she can't see.. can you tell God to gave her one of my eyes? I have 2. And there's still people that complain about everything! I think I should said that for me... No one have any idea of how many children that would like to grow up, of teens with big dreams, of mothers and fathers that only think in their sons, and they have cancer and they don't know when they will leave and they will give everything to be healthy. And there's so many people that waste their life. There's so many people that don't see what they have and how lucky they are. His dad has 2 years in coma, he told us how he missed him, how he miss when he punish him, when he told him that he love him. One day in a speach a guy came to him to blame about his dad he said: "I can't stand my dad" he always complains about me, he is always punishing me, everything I do is wrong, he doesn't let me do what I want, etc etc. He said that the guy complained about his dad for like 10 minutes. And he told him, look I really miss my dad, I miss him a lot, and yours is just annoying for you. It would be better if your dad stays in coma and I have mine back.. I miss him! Take Advantage of what you have because you don't know how much time you will have it! Don't leave anything for tomorrow you don't know if you will wake up, don't stop having faith and think about it, if you died right now.. would yo go in peace? if your answer is yes keep doing it better, if it is no change that. In thousandths of seconds everything could be over.
Thanks Hector Molina :)

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Una parte de México

La semana pasada fui a La Sierra Tarahuma, es un lugar en chihuahua, México. Una Sierra con comunidades indígenas, Tarahumaras. Mi hermana estuvo un año ahí de voluntaria pero nunca había entendido todo hasta que estuve ahí. Que fue lo que vi, y lo que me contaron? Vi a una niña de 11 años asustada, porque el esposo de su hermana le pego a ella y a su hermana, estaba borracho. Los hermanos del esposo ya habían tratado de abusar de ella varias veces. No tiene papas. Vive con su hermana, su esposo y sus 2 hijos bebes. Ella estaba asustada llorando cuidando a los bebes. El le quiere hacer una casa aparte porque no quiere que viva con ellos... 11 años! apenas va a salir de primaria! Tuve la oportunidad de hablar con ella y convivir un poquito mas después de lo que le paso. No se me va a olvidar su carita cuando veía a un borracho y su carita cuando se estaba riendo o se comía un dulce. Nadie debería de vivir con esa clase de miedo. En verdad la quería adoptar. Lo bueno de esto? Hay una señora en ese pueblo que es muy buena se llama Celia y se la quería llevar a su casa para que ahí viviera y ella pagarle la secundaria :).

Otra cosa que vi y aprendí.. Los sembradíos de marihuana.. Si a un señor que tiene que alimentar una familia le dan 10 pesos por sembrar 1 kg de maiz, y por sembrar 1 kg de marihuana le dan 300 pesos.. que hacen? pues siembran marihuana, estan sembrando algo natural, ellos no la venden no la procesan y no matan, saben que es ilegal pero tienen una familia que mantener. Y si los narcos cuidan a los indigenas mas que la policia, y luego llegan y te ofrecen trabajo bien pagado. Que hacen pues lo aceptan! Si llegan los troceros a ofrecerles trabajo también ilegal por andar cortando arboles.. que hacen lo aceptan.. porque? porque el gobierno no les da oportunidades. El gobierno no les da la oportunidad de abrirse y superarse, si lo que les dan es despensa mas que suficiente, y lo que les dan es dinero por la cantidad de hijos que tienen. Que hacen pues les dan la comida que necesitan, la escuela gratis en comunidades rurales donde no te puedes dar muchos lujos.. pues compran alcohol.

PERO EL GOBIERNO.. CUANDO VA A IR A METERSE A SABER LAS MIL Y UN HISTORIAS QUE HAY? CUANDO!? NUNCA NO SE ATREVEN.. "LES DAN APOYO", PERO NO EL QUE NECESITAN, LES DAN SOLO LA CLASE DE "APOYO" PARA QUE NO SE DESPEGUEN DEL GOBIERNO, Y NO TIENEN NI IDEA DE LO QUE PASA AHÍ. 

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Mi enana / My dwarf

Mi hermana menor es 1 años menor que yo, entonces no es como una hermanita que tengo que cuidar, Bueno si.. Mi hermana es mi mejor amiga, es de las pocas personas a las que les puedo contar todo y me conoce tan bien, que puedo no decir nada y sabe que esta pasando. Es una de las pocas personas por las que estaria dispuesta a todo. Me hace enojar mas que nadie, y me conoce mas que naide. Me hace reir, es mi complice, discutimos por cualquier cosa y a los 2 minutos nos estamos riendo por cualquier cosa, no seria capaz de vivir sin ella. Es una de las mejores personas que conosco y cada vez me doy cuenta de lo parecidas que somos. Desde que estamos chiquitas siempre ha sido mi complice en todo, somos tan iguales y tan diferentes. Es grandioso saber que siempre va a ser mi hermanita y que siempre va a estar ahi, asi como yo estare ahi con ella, la amo.

My little sister is younger than me for 1 year, the she is not like a little sister I need to care about, actually yes... My sister is my best friend, is one of the few people that I actualy can tell everything and she knows me so well, I don't have to say anything and she knows what's going on. Is one of the few people I would do anything. She makes me mad more than anyone and she knows me more than anyone. She makes me laugh, she is my accomplice, we argue for everything and in the next 5 minutes we're laughing for everything, I wouldn't be able to live without her. She is one of the best persons I know and as time goes by I notice how similar we are in a lot of things. Since we were little she had always been my accomplice in everything, my best friend, we're so smililar and so different. Is great knowing that she will always be my little sister and she will always be there and I'll always be there with her, I love her.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Hermana mayor / Big sis :)

Mi hermana mayor es la persona que te cuida y te molesta, la persona que se preocupa y se ríe, es una de las mejores personas que conozco no importa que tan diferentes somos, se lo grande que es su corazón y lo que es capaz de hacer. En verdad la admiro mucho, tiene un gran espíritu de servicio y siempre esta ahí cuando la necesito. Es una persona creativa, detallista, compartida y sencilla, es la hermana que muchos quisieran tener, es un privilegio saber que siempre va a estar ahí para mi, también como mi madrina. Me ha enseñado tanto cosas como desde que ponerme hasta valores importantes. Se que mi hermana es única y especial apesar de diferencias entre nosotras y mil cosas en las que nos parecemos. Siempre me hace reír y me apoya en todo, en verdad se que tengo una excelente hermana, madrina, amiga.

My big sister is the person that take care of you and makes fun of you too, the person that worry about you and laugh, is one of the best persons I know, no matter how different we are, I know how big is her heart, she has a big spirit of service and she's there when I need her. She's creative, retailer, shared and humble, is the sister a lot would like to have, it's a privilege know that she'll always be there, also as my godmother. She has teached me so many things, from helping you what to wear to values everyone need. I know my sister is unique and special even through the differences between us and a thousand things we have in common. She always makes me laugh and she's with me when I need her, I know I have a really good sister, godmother and friend.

Thursday, February 9, 2012

El aviador / The aviator

Una persona que lucha por lo que quiere.. una persona que todavía no hablaba, y ya sabia que quería hacer toda su vida... una persona callada pero con un corazón enorme... una persona que quieres tener siempre contigo.. una persona que no te demuestra el cariño con abrazos o besos... te lo demuestra con cosquillas y con hechos... una persona que se burla de ti pero siempre esta ahí para ayudarte. Mi hermano tal vez no sea el mas fuerte o el mas alto, pero es la única persona que conozco que ha cumplido lo que siempre ha querido. Le pusieron mil barreras y todas las alcanzo. Mi hermano me enseño que si quieres algo buscalo, que te valga la opinión de los demás. Mi hermano me enseño que no hay hermano perfecto... pero yo se que no pude haber tenido un mejor hermano. A pesar de todo es mi hermano y lo amo.

A person that fight for what he wants... a person that he didn't even talked, and he already knew what he wanted to do all his life... a quiet person but with a big heart... a person that you always want to have there... a person that doesn't show he loves you with hugs or kisses but tickles and facts... a person that makes fun of you but he's always there to help you. My brother might not be the strongest or the tallest, but he is the only person I know that had accomplished what he always wanted. He had a lot of obstacles and he can fight against all. My brother taught me if you want something go and find it, no matter what people have to say. My brother taught me there's not perfect brother... but I know that I couldn't have a better brother. And after all he's my brother and I love him.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Papi / Daddy

La siguiente persona de la que voy a hablar es de mi héroe, es de una persona que no se cansa de luchar, de dar todo de si mismo, una persona que toda su vida ha luchado por salir adelante por ser mejor... mi Papá. Mi Papá me enseño que la altura se mide de la cabeza al cielo, que no tienes que ser el mas fuerte para ser el mas capaz, que no tienes que ser el mejor tienes que dar lo mejor. Mi Papá me enseño lo que es el esfuerzo y el trabajo en equipo, lo que es salir adelante en familia. Mi Papá me enseño que no importa cuanto tengas o cuanto te haga falta, no debes dejar de servir. Mi Papá me enseño a valorar lo que tengo y gran parte de los valores que tengo son gracias a el. Mi Papá es el mejor y lo amo.

The next person I'm going to talk about is about my hero, a person that don't stop fighting, give all of himself, a person that all his life he had fight to go ahead, to be better... my dad. My dad had taught me that hight is from head to sky, you don't have to be the strongest to be the more able, you don't have to be the best you have to gie your best. My dad taught me what effort is and team work, what is go ahead in family. My dad had taught me that it doesn't matter how much you have or need, you shouldn't stop worship. My dad had taught me to apreciate what I have and a big part of the values I have are thanks to him. My dad is the best and I love him.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Para mi Mami / For my mommy

La primera persona de la que voy a hablar es de la mejor persona que conozco. Mi mamá es una persona envidiable, tiene un corazón de oro, en verdad estoy muy orgullosa y se el privilegio que es llamarla Mami, honestamente.. no se que haría sin ella. Mi Mamá es la clase de persona que se desvela ayudandote con tu tarea, que hace todo lo posible para hacerte sonreír y sentir mejor, Mi Mamá es una persona que todo lo que hace lo hace con el corazón. No podría haber deseado una mejor Mamá. Mi Mamá es la clase de persona que todos tus amigos te dicen "tu Mamá es super buena, ojala mi Mamá fuera así" unas veces sonrio y otras digo "si porque tu estas aquí..", porque me acuerdo de ella enojada, y luego lo pienso y digo... en verdad MI Mamá es la mejor. Mi Mamá es mas que una persona para mi, es un ángel. Y le doy gracias a la vida por ella. Mi Mamá es la clase de maestra que me hubiera gustado tener, y se lo afortunados que son sus alumnos de tenerla. Mi Mamá es un solucionador de problemas, por mas mal o bien que se oiga.. siempre tiene la solución a mis lágrimas, enojo, estres. Mi Mamá es la persona mas creativa que conozco, todos mis proyectos, dibujos y cosas creativas que tenia que hacer... siempre fueron de las mejores porque la mejor me ayudo. Mi Mamá es la clase de persona que inventa canciones para hacerte sentir mejor. Mi Mamá es la clase de persona que se disfraza de chango en un festival aunque no le guste bailar. Mi Mamá es una bendición y la amo.

The first person I'll talk about is about the best person I know. My mom is and enviable person, she has a golden heart, I'm really proud and I know the privilege I have to call her mommy, honestly... I don't know what I would do with out her. My mom is the kind of person that sleeps too late just to help you with homework, she do all she can to make you smile and make you feel better, my mom is the kind of person that do everything with her heart. I couldn't wish for a better mom. My mom is the kind of mom everyone tell me "your mom is so good, I wish my mom was like her" sometimes I smile, some others I say "yeah because you're here...", because I remember her being mad at me, then I think and say... really MY mom is the best. And I'm thankful to God and to life for her. My mom is the kind of teacher I would like to had, and I know how lucky her students are of have her. My mom is like a troubleshooter, no matter how bad or good it sounds it's true... she always have the solution to my tears, anger, stress. My mom is the most creative person I know, all my projects, drawings and creatives things I needed to do.. were always one of the best ones thanks to her. My mom is the kind of person that makes songs just to make you feel better. My mom is the kind of person that wear a monkey custom for a festival even she doesn't like to dance. My mom is a blessing and I love her.

My heart speak this way..

Hice esto porque aveces me necesito descargar y escribiendo encuentro la forma de hacerlo, no me importa cuanta gente lo lea o a quienes le importe, lo hago porque me gusta.

I made this because sometimes I just have so much inside and I need to let it out and I find the way to do it writting, I don't care how many people see this or who cares, I do it because I like it.