A story 4 a Friend

I am going to tell you a bit of my story. The life I’ve lived and the way I see it. I will write about my childhood, my family and boyfriends. I try to explain some of my experiences and what are my dreams.

When I was a baby I was the first of 6 and recently 7 cousins. When I was born all of my ants and uncles were so happy and treated me like I was the most marvellous new thing in the world. I was spoiled until my first cousin got born. Then my sister got born and I was so happy to have a sister. We get along very well and always have a good time. Like the time we went up north this summer vacation and had a blast. We went to the beach and had a picnic and ate a lot fruit and sweets.

Well when I was 14 years old and I pasted to junior high and met my first boyfriend. He was very cute and charming but he wasn’t that interested in me as I was. We lasted for a couple of months and then we broke up. I don’t regret braking up with him ´cause days after he was with a girl from school. We were young so I don’t hate him.

Later on through high school I had a lot of experiences. Good ones and bad ones. The good ones are all great memories like when I was a cheerleader. It was a spectacular time of my like and when my body couldn’t have been better. We had lots of presentations and acts at school. When we needed money we would got to a corner and act for cars and they would give us money. Not the best way to get it but I was having the time of my life there on that corner.

I don’t really want to talk about some of the bad experiences ´cause there kind of dull and I don’t like talking about them much. Nothing serious but I don’t like to talk about my personal issues of the past.

Some time in my mid fifteens I met my new boyfriend. We were great together. We spent so much time together and did so many things. My parents loved him and his parents loved me. We lasted almost 2 years. But after our 1 year, 9 month anniversary a very close friend told me was cheating on me. In some place in the next weeks after she told me I found out it was true and dumped him.

After him it took me a while to meet some one new. I was very hurt and didn’t want to know about men. So I went on and finished school and did the best I could. I started to look up university options and thinking what I would like to do for the rest of my life. I herd about pedagogy in English and got the first idea that I would like to study some thing with English in it. So I finally found Traduction an interpretation. I really like it; even though I thought when I was in first year to drop out ´cause I was having trouble with my English. But that’s over now and I’m really likening it and thinking I could do this the rest of my life.

But some times I get a bit down hearing my classmates that are not doing so good and when they think they can go on. I try to encourage them. But it doesn’t always feel like I convince them. Try not to party too much, don’t miss class, pay attention and do all your home work. I do party but not as much as some of my friends. Its sound like fun and all but I really want to be good at what I ill do the rest of my life. Its so easy to put a little effort in things that are worth it.

What else can I say? I think I’m very lucky. Now I’ve met a very charming person and been dating him for a couple of month and I think we can get to a serious level. At home thing couldn’t be better, my sister, mom and dad are happy and so am I. Thing at the university are going good too and I’m very proud of my self.