To honor my ancestros (i don't know how to spell it, if someone know please tell me)

This weekend was marvelous... now i understand silvia went she said to us "you have to honor your ancestros"...

There i was, in the middle of those gigantic mountains, in that little town with its old houses, its old path, that particular people... so innocent, so naive and so amoizing ...

In the little church was my dad, my uncles, my aunts, my cousings... a few members of my family... in that moment i awsome...

All those old man that stared from there and nowadays they are lawyers, doctors, teachers... professionals...

We saw those people who started in the poverty, in the 23 de enero, carapita, antimao, and now they have a better possition. But they were in caracas you know, their parents were here with them, but my dad and uncles didn't

They didn't have their parents here, they didn't were even in caracas, they didn't know anything here they were country people. The only thing they know was "jopear chivos" (whip kip)... And i know there were a lot of people who did that but my family were one of them... so there are their greatness

Now i can say that i very proud to be part of my family....

Thank you Silvia

What a day

The morning was fine...well like always, it doesn't matter at what time i wake up or at what time i live home i always get delay at my job... so i kind of get used to it, y don't like traffic i hate it so thas why i start in the gym.... is very relaxing and i laght a lot of myself... that is very good.

The afternoon was very bussy... but ok
After work i went to my gym... was very good and then i went to my friend birthday party...
The traffic was awful like always but thank god i didn't got into it...

The second day

I feel peculiar today, it suppous that we are in the most happy month of the year. But the more important people for me are not close to me rigth now, so i feel depressed.

Every one said that you don't know what you have just when you lose it... the thing is that i always knew what i have but the pain is the same.

I don't have anyone that i can talk about it and is hard and is difficult, but at the same time i just feel stupid because i know that this is the way live is.

In the other hand, i'm alone and a part of me want so hard to find a companion, but the other part just want to state single so that way i won't be hurt again.

All the guys i've know are just scrap and i'm tired too.

The only thing that i know for sure is that i have to thank god for everything eventhough i don't know why.

So thank you father for all this thing that you release me....... i love you a lot you know that, but is good to hear it some time....

Well guys see you

Be a beginner

Today is the day that i start my blog, so i expect to let you know a litter bit me

My firts language is spanish, but i want to practice my english with you and so on

Thank you
And see you