What Is Quickly Gained, Is Quickly Lost!

     I'm sitting in front of the computer, with tears rolling down my cheeks towards my chest, thinking how to write my note of today. Today I don not what I can write, I feel very sad and really frustrated, so I think it issue I will choose today. I will write about one of my defeats and frustrations. I think sometimes speak of defeat is often a bit embarrassing and not very nice moment but, they are truly real situations that may be present in various parts of my life, day thru day. I may have a lot of them because, they are common situations. I think I must have a plan to fight and win against them. I think that in every defeat is a new opportunity that life gives me to get up, smile and start again. This process, which I summarize in three words, is not as easy as count 1, 2, 3, it takes time and work, and it is not easy to implement and make it work.

     I will not start writing about how I implemented the above process but, I will write about one of my current defeats and to some extent has frustrated me in the recent months in this year. The defeat of which I refer is my difficulty to speak, write and understand English. When I was little I did not realized the importance of learning English. I saw it as something fun to some extent, something that was interesting and every time I learned a new word made ​​me feel smarter. I remember when I was in 1st or 2nd primary and was difficult to me say the alphabet with the typical primary melody, that teachers showed you. I remember putting a smile on my face every time that I almost could finish the alphabet. It took me a long time but, finally I managed to complete it and memorized it very well.

     After learning the alphabet, I start learned new words. At that time I can not saw the great effort that I would do and what I would have to do for learn this new language very well. Over time things change, the effort I have to give of myself will rise and success is slowly coming. Even I can not see the success at all, I can imagine it but, I have much work to do yet. This year I changed school because, I needed precisely improve my English because, in the middle school that I was last year, the English classes had a medium level but, that really was not enough for the future that I want to have.

     At first when I changed to Colegio Internacional de Guatemala, I thought everything would be easy, and generally I knew all I had to know. But certainly I'm wrong, I had many things I had to learn and experiment in various areas. One such area was that of English. When I first started learning lends enthusiastic, but over time my interest was declining. It was like I was stuck and did not follow the process to continue learning, got excuse thru excuse, seeking a path much shorter and easier.

     Some excuses I got were: "Another day I will practice it," "I can win this test without studying," "I can not understand it... but, maybe the next theme I will understand it", etc. Over time I realized I was frustrated and sad that even though I tried improved my grades, they did not rise, by the way they were increasingly low. Finally now I'm increasing my notes and I realize every day the importance of learning a new language in my actually life and in the future one. Although I have not overcome the frustration I feel about of the difficulty of learning the language, I'm putting everything in myself to accomplish it. I know it will take me much longer and that I was a coward giving and make excuses.

"My little sister AnaLu"

I am grateful for the opportunity to have people next to me that have been very significant in my life that have supported and participated with me over it in different events. I do not usually say I have a “best friend” because, I have not actually one, I have several. One of them I met in early 2008, my ex - school "Colegio Bilingüe Vista Hermosa Valleys." At first we did not join too much. I can say that we were like two strangers but, after we started spent more time together we met each other. I do not remember how exactly it was but little by little we started spend more time together because, we realized we had many things in common. I love her, she is more than my friend, she is my little sister.

She is someone I can trust, someone who advised me, supporting me in my decisions even if she is not entirely agree, and sometimes scolds me like my mom but at the final, it really ends very funny. She is a sincere friend who don not tell me what I want to hear, but rather tell me what I need to heard. She is one person that makes me laugh even in the most sad and painful moment. Someone who helps me overcome my falls, get up of them and see that I can stand, look towards the sky, and smile with my heads held high. She is a very simple person, humble, without prejudices, who does not judge people by their outward appearance, but on the inside. She is not materialistic, is happy with having a modest and quiet life that her parents give her.

 She is 16 year old, and her birthday is in March 31. She uses a very ordinary-looking style, but at the same time reflects her own style. She has blond hairs, slightly curly, which always remains gripped by a queue and usually iron the fringe. She is not too tall, she is 1 meter and 50 cm. She is very skinny, has a nice figure and her weight is between 90 to 100 pounds. She has a face with a good profile, her face is very symmetrical, and a striking smile, sexy, but also noble.

She is very smart, she always stay on the honor roll, but she is not vain and as an example of this is that, in civic and cultural events she prefers to give the medals and awards to others than, get them for herself. She loves to help others in their needs, which is why we all love her as a friend. She is always there to the slope of all, very willing to serve without expecting anything in return to her service. She is very talented, creative and social. When we did choreography she helped us to coordinate and make the dances perfect. She always had a great imagination to draw and write, and his drawings are very professional. Watch her pictures in oil, watercolor paintings and other types of paints make you watch them with a open mouth of how beautiful they are.

 Some people think that she is a very crazy and electric girl, but the reality is that she is only an enthusiastic person who enjoys the life, who sees the problems like joys and the falls as experience lessons. To me she is a great example. She has a very nice voice and when she smiles her smile is often done like a little mouse, so it is a nickname that I got for her "little mouse". She has a sweet smell but not overbearing. Some of our favorite activities are: making pishamadas, cooking, dancing and singing like crazies on our beds, talking like parrots by phone or in person, annoy each other and annoy our friends, telling jokes, going out for ice cream, going to parties , doing homework together, advise, etc.. This especial girl is my super sister AnaLu Batres.

The first impression I will never forget!

I have lived different experiences throughout my young 16 years old. I think the experiences that have stuck in my memory are still there due to the impact they had on my life, that first impression that they made inside of me. It is these small experiences that formed, and shaped my life every day, producing an effect in me and, make me smile and be happy or else have sorrow and mourn. Life is full of different feelings, different times that makes me a good person over time. I think the best experience I can have is learning from them and know that each of these has a purpose in my life. Each experience gives you a lesson like every person you meet.
 The Loves of a teenager, failures and victories, partying with their friends, their birthday parties, your first airplane ride, your first boyfriend or girlfriend, your first friend in kindergarten, your first kiss, your favorite teacher, etc., are moments and situations that are certainly difficult to forget. The Loves during teenagers a typical example of situations unlikely forgets. They are also those who learn to decipher what love is really and the value of that special person that we love. I clearly remember the first impression I had when I met Santiago. It was in April ... April 24, unplanned or imagine. A typical day, between normal activities, simple, so simple and common that I can not remember exactly what I did that day. But however one of the few things I can remember that day, is when our eyes met.
We came back to the city of Chimaltenango after a youth activity of the Church which I belong. The coordinators exchange the passenger to other places at the buses .I was distracted, tired and exhausted with a huge desire to sleep after finishing several sports activities, so I did not realize who changed seats on the bus. I remember sitting in the top ranks of the bus but can not remember who was next to me. I started to fall asleep within minutes. Then when we started and we had about 15 minutes after leaving the farm where we were, the music started. Gradually the sound between the music, shouting, talking and singing voices woke me up. It was a very nice everyone was tired but very happy.

I began to slowly wake up and see the faces of the passengers to locate my friends and it was there I noticed that changes had been made of places but I did not give attention to the issue. Then I kept moving my head from right to left and it was there at a time of milliseconds my gaze collided with James. At first I thought ... "I will never date that boy" But then his sweet brown eyes, with a force, but also sweetness captivated me. It was a special moment, unique and hard to describe, a sweet moment where for a few seconds, the music, the voices, the sound of cars, all everything stops and everything became silent. Quickly I turned my face to other people; a thousand thoughts went through my head. I thought, who is he? I haven never seen him in any activity, or do I? Definitely I never saw him before, so in a discreet way I turn my gaze on his face staring back from head to foot fixative. Then his gaze fixed intently on direct at mine, and as he told me I was blushing terribly. We smiled each other in a silly and rather immature way.
I can remember exactly how much time we spent like two fools. Maybe we spent 5, 10, and 15 minutes I do not know exactly. The only thing is that I will not forget his eyes. Until now I still believe that, it was the reason why I fall in love with him. I was still a little sleep so I decided to sat down again on the couch and relax, however do not stop thinking about his face. Minutes later a popular song started playing and everyone started to sang like crazy back to me in high voices and dramatically. It was funny because, it was a ranchera song called "Tatuajes" by Joan Sebastian.

 I never had I heard that song but I found it very appealing and I saw James again and he was singing with everyone else. He sang to me to the eyes, in a discreet way. Maybe it sound so silly and immature, but that's how I remember it. Writing now I see myself at the moment trying to flee to his eyes, really back to blush and laugh at myself for having acted so immaturely. At this time we never had talk, we did not know anything about each other. We got to town and he got off the bus. So far everything had been normal and I never thought , if I will see him later on or who he was, so I  forget the issue.

Hours after I opened my Facebook normal, it was around 10:00 pm, and had a friend request from him. Thought at the moment, I did not know if accept it or not. But then I saw the picture away and it seemed me familiar. I laughed sarcastically and thought! ntaa obviously can not be that “X” guy saw at the bus! I accept the request and the first thing I did was to see the profile picture! I started laughing like crazy I do not know what to do, an incredible thrill began to hold me and could almost jump from such that emotion. Did not know how he could have found out my name.
The next day we talked and everything was normal, we started being friends and told me that he had heard that someone on the bus had called me, “Estefany” so it is how he already knew my name and then when he gets off the bus and climbed into his car with her mom, she asked him if he had met the daughter of a her dentist and he was thinking for a moment and then said emmm no in a joking way and said ah one Chinese girl? And everyone laughed in the car. According to him my eyes were a sexy Chinese eyes, I rather think they were Chinese sleepy eyes! So then, he went to his Facebook and searched me in the list of friends of one of our common friends, so he remembers ok the name was: Estefany and the Dr. last name´s is Contreras …. OK! She is Estefany Contreras, and that is how he found me at the web.
Eventually we got to know and going on dates. We had a relationship for 9 months. We have a great time. Actually at first maybe I misjudge him but, now I think he is a great person. Now we're friends, we ended our relationship in a friendly and respectful way. We continue to share experiences and activities. Although at first the separation was difficult but, now we think that what we did was correctly and we were not mature enough to have a relationship as we both wanted. We made mistakes between ourselves and others and which we have now learned. We have definitely matured a lot and we see everything from a new perspective. In conclusion I think teenagers love is like the air, comes and goes and over the years and blooms it take a properly place.