[UN]fairy tale of mine

A couple of days ago a person I follow on twitter posted: “It is tough when you find out life is not a fairy tale.” I couldn’t hold myself and answered “Tough it is still a story. Make it special and make it your own.”  I know… I know! It is a too romantic point of view. But that is what I am, I believe in love  - I should’ve said endless love – and all the things that come with it. Yeah! These girls still exist… one in a million of course.

So, since then I have this sentence in my head. Life is tough. I could easily add that is not fair, even better not fairy, it is struggling, crazy but totally worthy. I have been wondering what kind of story is mine. I actually don’t know. But I want it to be the kind of story you want to tell you grandchildren and great grandchildren, the kind you can hear a thousand times. I want to make it special.

I try to enjoy every single moment, because the great things in life are always the simple things… I heard it in a song and lived it everyday . Also as any young person I got to think that I never have time enough and I am always in a hurry. I’ve got to know with a poet that there will be time enough for decisions ans indecisions, visions and revisions then I will find time in a minute. And with time I will realize how a song can change my mood; or how I can make up stories just by taking a look at the sky; or how one word can make me smile… These things make my story special, quite unique. Most of all I can’t forget that the  One who created me did it for a purpose, and He made me the way I am so I could live my story the way it is supposed to be. Life is certainly not fairy, it is quite realistic. Mine is a interesting – one of a kind – special – and definitely unfairy  tale. But I try hard to make it worthy living day by day, maybe even making it fairy for me.

So many things…

Alright! I’m a girl and as any girl in the world I can think-do-speak-and whatever else about so many things at one time. I’m back from vacation and I do have lots and lots of things to tell… Where should I start? [Btw this is going to be a biiiggg post, don;t go on if you're not feeling like] December was sort of weird! For some reason I was still waiting to see some real winter. So, every Saturday I felt like going ice skating as I did before except for I’m living under a hot as hell sun that melts me every single morning. I can tell it was sort of frustrating, although I did many cool things as: crossing part of a lake swimming just to jump from a platform[moment of insanity] or riding a jet ski or staying ALL DAY LONG at home just to read. Yeah! I know it wasn’t THAT cool, but I had fun. X-mas came then New Year’s eve and things got lit bit worse. After all what’s that without snow??? BUt I got through it again with my head up high. DRAMA DRAMA DRAMA. Finally January came and the countdown with it. ACUÍPE was coming to me. The trip was awesome and tiresome and lotofthings-some. I got my color back after a week of tanning, I met so many friends that I’ve been missing. It was more than I could ask for actually thanks to my friends. It was like screaming DUTCH BLITZ after the faster and most complicated Blitz match. It was something from laughing out loud to crying as a baby… Do you know the feeling when you feel like your vacation just started and things are getting perfect then you remeber: Holly Cow! I work tomorrow morning? YEAH! RIGHT! Not really enjoyable thought… Maybe a little, after all kids a fun too. Then back to work I finally got my kids groups [when I say kids I mean little little kids]. I was so excited. I do love kids they make my day happier no matter what. Then the classes started, I found out I got some RHS(really hard stds) BUT THAT’S OKAY! I can handle them. My first kids group was freaking cute and smart. THEN… tan tan tan tan… drum’s roll Today came, and I had the most cute and funny kids group until 5 of 9 started to cry. I WANT MY MOM! That was what they were saying [I'm really thinking about teaching them that sentence in English, at least they would practice a lot.] For real, it freaked me out! I thought to myself: Who thought I could handle it? My helper[ Debs I couldn't make it without u] helped me so much. 4 teachers were there to calm them down. After couple of endless minutes SOME of them were okay coloring – happy – no crying. But I still had couple of them sort of frustrating. With all the mess going on I felt unable to do it. For a moment I felt as I could not teach them. But at the same time I really wanted to do it. Take the challenge. I can’t lie I loved them. Harder it is more I’ll like it. After the class one of the boys came back to show his classroom to his family and show their teachers… this is priceless. Oh! How did I forget about it??? Also this afternoon one of my classes was recorded for a kinda famous-really famous- channel. Yes! This all happened to me today. And it’s just the beginning of the semester. Big long freaking day. And my classes at university didn’t even start. [ah! I got a new job too I'm teaching in another regular school - I would say it's different, funny, but different. I liked it tough.] Interesting Interesting Year. Welcoming myself to 2010. I didn’t eve get to the homehood thing or … forget it. I’ll tell it another day.

Their life time

He used to wonder that he still had a life time. That’s all she knew for sure about him when she realized it was him. She used to wonder with who she would spend her life time. Somehow since she was a little girl, she knew where, when and how she wanted to fall for someone. Apparently the time was in a hurry and it tried to make her love when it was not time. But she knew the time was still about to come.
One day she got to be in the Place, by the time she wanted to be. Nevertheless, time had passed and she was not as excited about it as she used to be. Maybe, I could even say she had forgotten it. But the day came, and she was sitting on a chair in a living room, when he appeared. He was an old friend, but for a moment everything seemed new. He looked at her and for a moment she felt he looked at her soul and he knew everything on her mind.
From old friends they became best friends. They enjoyed every moment together. Their friendship were one of the most important things they had. They talked, made jokes, gave presents, blushed. She was now awaken, for all the certainty she had before about her love. It seemed clear to her that the love worthy fighting for is the one that she could win. She was fighting with all her heart. And the battle could be won in no time.
He was amazed with her. Her words were as a love song to his ears. He looked deeply at her eyes and faced the beauty of her being. He was sure that he wanted to spend his life time loving her every single day as it was the last one. She was sure that she would spend her life with him. And that was all she knew about them. Their lives were one now. A love time had come for them to spent as they wondered.