Cuba Libre.

Changing weather, the perfect weather, no cold neither hot. The place where I felt so comfortable, not having to wear a sweater without my hair all tied up. This place was Cuba. I was in 5^th grade, I remember when my mom asked us if we would enjoy going to a trip to Cuba for a month. My little brother and I suddenly we were at the airport, with many bags full of cloth. The airplane brand was named Cubana, it has the worst service ever. When we first stepped the airplane it wasn’t even divided in first and second class, the lady from the airplane asked us to move to the last seat, it was like 2cm from the restroom. You can’t imagine how it smelled back there, I went to talk to a guy and told him that I was just to threw up I needed him to change me from seat. My little brother and my mom stayed back there trying not to breathe at all. I was transferred next to an old guy who asked me if I could speak English, when I told me I can then he never shut up, he talked me about fishing and his family all trip long, he even showed me some pictures from his home back Minnesota. 


       The plane wasn’t working so the pilot decided to land at Panama city, they said that we would stay there 2 hours until the solve the problems. Well let me tell you, they were lying, we stayed at the airport for 6 hours, we were completely desperate, they gave us some cold food, and then finally they told us that we were going to get in an American Airlines airplane. I actually made friends while we were waiting in the airport, I still talk so a girl whose name is Diana, she has a little brother.  We got to our new airplane, and I was able to sleep. WELCOME TO CUBA LIBRE, Cuba Libre, a phrase I read and hear all the time I stayed there. The first thing I notice is that there wasn’t any air condition, the whole airport smell as pure tobacco, it was full of people with huge white smiles and comfort cloth on. Music was all over the place and people talked with this weird accent. We finally finished filling all those papers up, we got inside a van that took us to our hotel room. While we were driving I could hear the waves crashing, no publicity sings all over, it smelled as wet sand and reggae in the radio. It was late at night, not many lights on the street, streets had no holes in them. We finally got to our little Hotel that was in the middle of La Habana. I remember that next to our hotel there was a pizza place, we went there every day, I use to wear dresses and flip flops. 




         There was always a blue sky, with no clouds; the perfect weather is definitely found in December at Cuba. Not only the weather but the people living there seemed so in peace, I didn’t get to see no one asking for money or a homeless in the street. Food and books were the cheapest in any store we went. There was nothing too expensive. This is one of my favorite trips I have had so far, I don’t remember fighting with my little brother, we were not thinking in what else to buy we only wanted to go for a walk, go to the market, eat different food and take pictures of everything we could. Clean air heated me on the face, it always smelt as wet sand, big sun shining, different music in every street we passes through. Cuba’s weather not only the fresh climate but the peaceful feeling you got wherever you were. 


Cuba Libre the perfect place to be, I will go back there with no doubt. I can’t remember any other place feeling so full of happiness and no pressure. Cuba was full of old cars with different colors, I can only remember that people enjoy living and transmitted me that happiness they had all day long.

What goes around, comes around.

Spirals, why do I chose to write about spirals? I've wondered why spirals have been  so important for me, but I never actually dedicated some time to think or write about them. I wanted to share this with someone, but I couldn't find the words to do so. As I get older, I learn many things about life,  I pay attention to its meaning.

Sometimes I get frustrated, mostly because I used to be very insecure of myself, I considered myself to be "the girl who never knew what she wanted". That was my old me. Until I decided to be myself, to stop worrying about people’s opinion; I also learned to be accept me the way I am. In all of this process, spirals were a huge part of my life. Whenever I see a spiral I start thinking about the things I love the most, my goals and achievements. Well, I wanted spirals to represent my way of thinking, but most of all, to represent the way I am.

The first thing that I was identify with was my photography, because I started

taking  pictures with my non professional camera. Now I have a professional camera,

photography equipment, and this year my pictures were exposed and sold at a big

museum in Guatemala, This is my clearest example about why spirals mean so

much to me. You can reach whatever you want, if you believe in your dreams.

Because for me spirals are a mix of everything! I chose this theme for you to

realize that you are capable of doing anything you want and need, you just have to

propose and give it your all. I am proud of what I done so far and I don’t regret a

thing. Wish I could teach you something from my way of thinking. Never forget your

spiral to go round and round full of happiness, love and joy. 

My close friends know that spirals for me are the first thing I draw in any

paper. They are my watermark in my photography and my mark on a huge tree I

recently drew in my room’s wall.  I started drawing them with no reason. Time

passed and after a friend asked me about what they meant, I consulted Wikipedia.

What I found is that a spiral is a a curve which emanates from a central point, getting

progressively farther away as it revolves around a point. In my literature class I

learned that a circle represented forever. This year I also went to a church thing, they

said forever started when we died; the place where God promised we were going

after death. But anyway, the word forever does not exist, it has no meaning for me.

my way of thinking differs from my family and peers. I think that everything has to

end, no matter what it is, it has to have an end sooner or later. The difference is that

we have the ability to decide when it is going to end.

Spirals always have a beginning, a center point and an end, but they can go

far as you want them to. I see my life as a spiral that started as small as a little dot,

with no meaning, as time passed and as I live everyday my spiral is going further.

With a lot of achievements and many goals I’ve reached so far. I think my spiral will

finish the day I stop believing in myself, the day when I get tired of trying to do things

right. I do believe that things happen for a reason, but I never use that saying as an

excuse for my mistakes. I don’t like planning my future, because you never know if

tomorrow will ever come. We should live in the present, because as John Lennon said: life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans. We should share, love and enjoy life while we can. Many people stop dreaming, they live in an everyday routine trying to please others and being a person they are not. Many get so attached to their material and superficial things they don’t take a minute to look at the blue sky, to wonder why things are the way they are, it seems like people became robots without their own way of thinking and no feelings at all.

A series of events had happened in my life, a lot of different feelings at the

same time, trouble, happiness, sadness, joy, fear, disappointment. Emotions; all

kinds of them. Like anyone, I ask myself: Were am I going? What is my purpose?

Why is this happening to me? I enjoy trying new things, experimenting the world that

surrounds me. I’m not that kind of girl that goes were the path might lead; I try to

challenge myself and accomplish goals. I started swimming when I was four; I won

many medals in many competitions. I’ve been a very competitive person, sometimes

I lose too and then I learn from it. We will always have up and downs, but we should

always try to learn from them. Downs will always make us stronger than we already

are. Many people will judge you but remember before you talk, listen; before you

react, think; before you criticize, wait; before you pray, forgive and before you quit,

try. Never let someone make you think you are not capable of doing something,

because in that moment you will give that person the ability to stop your spiral for

growing.

People are often afraid of the word success. They are obsessed with it, I think

they are  wrong. I think happiness should be first. Regret is a word that many people

use in every moment that things don’t get like they expected, expectations lead to

disappointment, I always though that you should never expect anything from anyone

else so if they end up not being the person you though, you will never get hurt. We

should never think twice, never regret things because at sometime it was exactly

what we wanted. There will always be time of trouble that will make you the person

you are now, it will help you to confront the next situation you get. Well all of this

comes from experiences I’ve gotten so far; from a bicycle accident to a heartbreak,

from a party to a day at the beach.  Experiences that make my own original spiral,

the one that is growing and getting further each day. How long is your spiral going?

Amaizing

            A friend of mine showed me pictures of him on Facebook, I thought he was kind of cute. I met him, and he was totally my type of guy, he had brown skin, was very tall, had green eyes and a perfect smile. We started hanging a lot with this other friend of mine, but as time passed I realized I like this guy as my best friend, he made me laugh and smile all the time. He used to call me every night and asked for my advices. It was incredible how fast we trusted each other. It seemed like we’ve met since a long time. He use to come to my house very often, my mom liked him so much and my brother did too. I’ve never had a real guy best friend; I had had many best friends that were girls but not a guy.

            Why does people think that there’s no such thing as a best friend between boys and girls? They always say that they end up liking each other at some time. Well let me tell you that I did fell in love… with our friendship. It was the perfect relationship with a guy I could ever have. I could be completely myself when we spent time together, and I know that he would not mind. We laughed at our inside jokes and knew secrets that we could not tell anyone else. My best friend name is Andres, and he plays the guitar. The first time I heard him play, I laughed because he had many time without playing it. The first time I went to his house his mom was too nice to me, that day I met his entire family. 

          So many memories I’ve kept in my heart that when they come back to my mind it makes me smile and wonder how much I love him. We have had up and downs, but many times that I had needed him he has always been there for me. He is older than me, he had though me so many things and also to see life from another perspective.

            He has wiped my tears away. He was there when my aunt passed the way, he told me so many beautiful things, he definitely knows how to make me smile. He owns this huge part of my heart. I never though that he would be so important in my life that I will end up writing about him. Some days from now we went into a fight, I’m still very angry at him because I hate how immature he can get sometimes. He has his pride held high, and he can’t accept his mistake. He hasn’t apologized yet, but anyway I know he will sooner or later. It feels weird not having a Good Morning message from him. But anyway I know I’m writing this first because I want my extra credit for my literature class and I can’t think about anything else to write about today and second of all is because I am so upset right now, I want to scream and cry, but writing all of this makes me realize that after so many time of friendship this is the first or second time we fight. I realized that I really appreciate his friendship  and should not think about the times we fight but the awesome time he have shared.

          A real friendship for me is the one that makes you comfortable with who you are, you feel secure were you are around that person, a real friend is the one that gives you the most stupid advices somebody can give and you still find them funny. Its great to know that I finally found that kind of friendship with a guy, that has been there in many difficult times in my life and so do I. I know I can trust him unconditionally. He has never gave up on me and has always share his huge heart with me. He gets along with my family and friends, even tough I’m so angry to him at this moment I can only think about the good times we have shared. It is nice to hear from someone “its okay” when you need it the most, somebody to hear you and support you when the only thing you need is a hug.