domingo, 20 de mayo de 2012

Welcome To My Life.

So, hi my name is Guillermo Argueta, I born in march 16 of 1995 and everybody thinks that my life is easy but not really.

Since I have memory my life hasn't be that easy, I don't really remember a bunch of things, I am not a typical guy, and I'm gonna tell you why people call me strange. first of all I don't like people, because people is mean they hurt other people just for pleasure and a lot of people has hurt me so thats why I'll always prefer to be alone, other thing that describes me as "strange" is that I'm never paying attention and I don't really care of what is happening around me. I live in my own world because its better and funnier and its mine and its fun to be in there, because I do whatever I want to do, and not what society wants me to do.

One of the greatest things I have in m life is music, I play the guitar, the drums and I sing (kind of). I'm always listening to music all day, in the school bus, at math class, in grammar, literature etc. and why I'm always listening to music and not talking with the guys of my class, well simply, I like to be alone, because people is mean. I describe myself as a misunderstood guy, because for them I'm "weird".

I'm simply myself and I love my own way to live my life, something that I really don't share of this world is that the majority of people is materialistic and I really hate that kind of people, now at days girls prefer a guy with awesome body and great eyes rather than a good heart guy not so handsome but pure of heart. I hate materialistic persons and hypocrite people, because they simply use you as if you were a toy and they think that you don't have feelings and that if you play with them its ok for us, but sincerely all that kind of persons doesn't really matter for me, I just don't pay attention to them but I hate when they played with other persons because they don't realized what are they doing.

My life is not so easy, my relationship with my dad has never be good, I lost my grandpa the only one who has ever really understand me, he pass away eight days after my birthday, and I lost one of the most important persons when my grandpa died, God, I star fighting with God when my grandpa died because he took me away my treasure, I beg for sorrow to God 3 years ago and I think that 3 years ago I start living my life, and I'm gonna tell you about my new life.

When I really start listening to God and start making up my errors I start a new road, the road of  God, I want to live the life that Jesus lives 2000 years ago, spreading the gospel, but it is difficult because 98 % of the people thinks that I'm talking stupid things and that really hurts, but He talk to me once and told me "Doesn't matter how many times people spit on you, and how many times people laugh at you, you have to continue doing what are you doing because that is one of your many crosses, and you accepted and you can't quit because you decided to do it, tank you" so that really means allot to me, and I start doing whatever Jesus wants me to do. Since I start listening him my life start changing, is not easier but I start seeing life with another eyes, with the eyes of the right ones.

Some months ago the real problems at home started, my parents always fighting, all was my fault, but the real problems where with my dad. We started to fight and scream to each other for everything, and one of the things that I really hate is that someone screams at me so you can imagine what types of problems do we have, one day I ask my dad for a toothbrush and my dad told me "I'm not gonna search for one right now" and I just told him "ok, you can give it to me later" and he ask what about the old one and I reply to him that i left it at my godfather's house but it doesn't matter and he could give it to me later, and I left to my room to continue arranging myself for a lunch that we all have, so he start screaming at me a lot of really hurting things and I start crying and we get to the point that he told me that he hates me and if I want's him dead I could kill him with his gun and vice-verse.

But then I remember what God told me "Doesn't matter how many times people spit on you, and how many times people laugh at you, you have to continue doing what are you doing" so I'm trying to do my best and do not disappoint God because imagine to fail God.

I know that the majority of people that read this will think that I'm talking stupid things or allot of awkward things but to those person that thinks that I really don't care about your opinion.

My life is not easy and I have a lot of anecdotes to tell you but if you want to know about me, live my life, and if you decided to do it well, Welcome To My Life.

martes, 6 de diciembre de 2011

Good Bye Is Not For Ever


te quiero decir algo antes del adiós tal vez nunca te vi en persona  tal vez nunca
te abracé tal vez nunca te bese pero lo q siento es real te amo
y si tienes q irte por x o y razón 
y debes hacerlo
tu quedaste marcada en mi corazón
como lo mejor que me ha pasado en mi vida
tal vez
solo duramos mes y 20 días
pero se q hubiéramos durado muchisisiisisimo mas
no importa la razón por la cual tengamos q terminar
pero siempre sabre
que tu me amas
y yo también te amo
no sabes cuanto te amo
y cuanto 
te pude amar
pero si sabes cuanto te ame
no te vi, no te abracé, jamas te vese pero tu recuerdo y tu amor 
me basta para decirte lo que nunca pensé 
me cautivaste
me cambiaste a bien
me dijiste te amo
con el corazón
lo q poca gente lo ha hecho
no se porqué
pero entiendo el punto de tu padre
pero si algo te puedo decir
si ay solución
tu seras mi verdadero amor
y si pasan dos tres meses
y tu padre te da permiso
tu sabes q mi corazón siempre estará esperándote
y si no te da permiso
tu eres ese ángel
que siempre llevo en el corazón
para darle todo mi amor y 
amor es algo q ya no te podre decir
ni mi vida
ni mi corazón pero andera
este no es el adiós
este es un hasta pronto
y si tengo q traerle la ultima estrella a tu padre para q tu y yo
estemos juntos
tu sabes que haría eso y mas no dudaría ni un momento
para estar junto a ti
y en cada momento
poderte
amar
abrazar
besar
y todo lo q tu quieras
te amo
gracias por todo
y no es un adiós
pero si el destino así es
así ay q tomarlo
tal vez no hoy, no mañana  
aun que no entiendas a tu padre
y creas q se equivoque
puede q tengas razón o puedes q no
pero siempre
perdona a tu padre por lo q aveces el hace
y aun estas solo sean letras q leas
a través de una pantalla
cree me
que estaría incado diciéndote cuanto te amo
y aun que nunca te vi
nunca te abraza ni bese
siempre tendré 
el recuerdo de mi novia que me amo
como nadie lo ha hecho
y por razones de diferente pensamiento
nos alejamos
y puedo seguir
así
diciendo cosas
pero solo te estaría dañando y poniéndote triste
así que mi amor
todo queda en las manos de Dios

martes, 25 de octubre de 2011

Life's Irony


One of the things I love the most of life is Irony, because it’s funny and one of the greatest mysteries of life if you don’t know what is irony I’ll give you some examples: an ice-cream dealer intolerant to the lactose or the best piano that is deaf.

This story is about how I met someone who is so important in my life, obviously is a she; well this story starts like this.

I went to a church retirement so I met mi ex girlfriend and well we started to talk and one day suddenly she told me she told me that she needs helps with one of her best friends and she gave me her best friend number and I started to ask her what was the problem and she explained me that she couldn’t tell me about the problem but the things is that she’ll never forget mi girlfriend for what she have done.

The days were passing through and the problem was getting worst and my girlfriend was with a humor that OMG, super depressing and I told her that if the thing was getting worst well she has to let go her best friend.

The thing here is that the problem’s fault was of my girlfriend, but in the other side the relationship between this girl and me was going excellent, we talked everyday and well pretty cool and this girl is amazing I’ll tell you about her later.

One day suddenly my girlfriend told me to end our relationship and I agree but the thing is that when she told me it was the second time we were together so I didn’t fight and we end our relationship.

The problem finishes in that mi ex girlfriend end fighting with her best friend and they both become ex best friends. Know I’ll tell you about this girl, well she is thirteen and for love there’s no age, he has the prettiest eyes I have ever seen, she is short he loves some of the things I do, she plays the guitar, she sings, well she is perfect for me. Well I started to say to her “hey there’s not a problem if I refer to you like cutie and she told me no” well after like two weeks of saying to her cutie she decides me to pick me a nick name well after like a hour of deciding we both agree to say to each other cutie.

Well the rare thing of this is that because of her fight with my ex-g we both fell in love and the intention of my ex was that I helped her (my ex) to solve the problem with this girl and end the relationship In the moment when the problem was solved, but in case of to happened that I ended my relationship with my know ex girlfriend and two months after is started a knew relationship with her ex best friend.

This girl means a lot for me because she really know how to treat me and she loves me for who I am not for what I have, and she knows me in a creepy but lovely way, she really loves me and knows me. I love her eyes I don’t know why but she really stole my heart, I love to talk to her and I really do not know what to say about her because she has so many pretty things that I can’t say in here.

On of the coolest thing is that my birthday is March 16 and her is October 16 pretty cool don’t you think. Well I think that God is so perfect that he knows to choose angels for us and he chose the prettiest angel of the entire sky for me.






sábado, 22 de octubre de 2011

A Little Thing Call Friendship


What is a friend? For my a friend is the one who is with you no matter what happens between you and he or she, a person who you know that if you need a hand she can give you her two hands.

A friend is the one who you know that you can call her at 12:00 am or 3:00 am no matter what she will always listen to you.  This is not a common entry in which I will talk about my best friend and how is she or I will write of how I meet her but I will write about what she means for me.

I still remember the day I met her, it was in church in confirmación a thing that catholic people do. I talked to her and I ask her name  “Carolina” I just can not forget the lovely smile she has, she is tall skinny but not so skinny, a beautiful body, a big heart.

God is so perfect that when my grandpa died she was I was.

She does not have a dad because her dad go away I do not know why, she has two brothers one male, and the other one female. She is the second daughter and I am the second one to.

We are so different but so alike, she do not like to listen to my advices, but I will be always for her does not matter what, she likes to talk to me, I love to talk with her, I love metal, Rock, etc., she likes Reggaeetton and those kind of things.

When I really realized that she is the part of my heart is when her grandpa died so I was looking out for her, because when my grandpa died she was so nice with me at that moment, and I want to be at that moment with she when her grandpa died.

When I finally got her number I call her and tell how much I was looking for her phone number and well we started to talk, one day we were talking about life and those kinds of things and she told me “you know you are my best friend” those words were the best thing that someone could ever told me I have to confess that I almost cry.

I remember when she was talking with me about a boy and I told her that type of guys are not good for a relationship, as always she ignored my advice and when she realized that the guy was not good she call me and I make her cry but I think that I have a reason to tell her what I told her in that moment.

Every time we talk by phone we talk like two hours so you con imagine my phone pay ticket, every time we talk by phone we jell like crazy people but is funny and is one of my favorite things of our relationship as friends.

I promise her a birth day dinner but my dad has to travel so I have no permission to go so I have to postpose it, I have to confess that she is what my life need so its pretty good and cool to have she like one my best friends, and the most thing that I love about her is when she is mad at me I just tell how much I love her and the only thing that she tells me is “OMG memo you always let me without words”

Well all I have to say about her is that she is all I ever wanted and I will never forget the day when she told me that I was one of her best friends.

sábado, 10 de septiembre de 2011

My Wheelchair Hero

the first time I knew him was in church I remember how I look to him the first thing that I thought about him was "OMG, poor guy", but I really don't know his story, then the first thing he said to me was "Hi, I'm Max, follow me on Facebook", then I saw hem like three more times.

I went to "Escuchame 4" a church retreat, and coincidentally he was there, so I start to talk to him and he said to me "hey didi you already saw Harry Potter"and I answered no, so when his dad David went out of the place where we were supposed to meet with all the people before we left I said to David "I will be in charge of Max" so he left and then the real thing began.

We arrived to the place in were we are going to have the church retreat, and the first person I search for was for MAx like I promise to David I will be in charge of Max so, when I finally found him it was time to eat so I help him with his food because, he is like an invalid person with certain difficulties so I helped him.

Then the room of the men were on the second floor but we have to go down stairs so I helped Coco, Coca, Andres, El Oso, wih max to go down stairs, and the first night passed.

At the next day the same thing I helped to go up stairs with Max, and before breakfast we do certain activities, and the thing that really shocked me was that Max did everything that we do.
And we received certain talks, and we do certain activities, and in the church retreat I met two girls that really changed my life Meches, and Mel, my knew two best friends.

When the retreat almost was finished, all the group of guys and me we went to a mass in the church, and in there I knew that Max was a real hero for me because he stand up, with help obviously and he received the eucharist standing up, and when I really knew Max he wasn't the poor wheel chair guy that I one day met, now he is my truly hero, and I'm proud of saying it.

Even dough he can't do many things I know one thing that most of you can't, even dough he can't be a "normal person", even dough he can't be the most beautiful person, a good partner, a HERO,
for me he is the most " perseverant person, the most beautiful person, the most unique  person, and my only WHEEL CHAIR HERO.

lunes, 25 de julio de 2011

Rain Drops Keep Falling On My Face.


“It’s rainig time to sleep” I think, in a rainig day I preffer to be in home not at school, I preffer to be at my bed with my guitar writing  a songo r drinking some coffee obiously of Guatemala, or talking in the pone with my girlfriend, but depends of how hard is raining, because I love when its rainig very very loud and with lightning.

I don’t know why I love the rain but my mood its better tan if its no training, why I don’t know, some people believe that a shinny day is better tan a raining day but in my opinion  a raining day its for being resting, relaxed, and without thinking in your problems.

I preffer  a rainny day because it is relaxing and you could sleep or eathier do nothing, but why some persons like rainig days? Well I love it because the sound of the lightnings and the rain its the perfect combination like Apple pie and Vainilla ice cream, or cheaps and cheese.

The sound of perfection I think, I think that the rain sound like a drum and the lightnings are that special spicy that somebody threw to rain, like the cinammon in an Apple pie.

A shinny day bothers me because it is to hot for me, and I hate  a really hot day because I sweat and it is so uncomfortable, it’s like toe at very spicy food because the if the chilly is very spicy you sweat, cry, and even you start thinking of why you eat spicy food.

The best part of a cold day is th hot cocoa with six marshmallows that you drink, just imagine a raining day with a hot cup of hot cocoa, it is really delicious or toe at hot brownie, and watch T.V. all day long, or read a book, or be with the one you love watching a movie, or be sleeping until six p.m. just for drinking something and then go back to sleep.

A raining day is like the perfect snow day without school, all the people of your neighborhood go to play ice hookey, or to make snow angels, and drink something hot without preocupations of anything.

I think that to enjoy a raining day the food is your best friend for that, because you could prepare your own food or either ask for some food in any restaurant you want.

It doesn’t matter if it is raining or snowing, be in total peace with yourself is the key of personal satisfaction.

What you preffer a hot cocoa with Apple pie and ice cream, or a chocolate ice cream with vainilla, and a big glass of lemonade? Sleep or run? Wake up early or late?

Well all these things depends in your dailly energy that depends in your mood and your mood depends on how your perfect day is and how you want to spend it.

I preffer to spend a cold day, with no preocupations, witha hot cocoa cup, talking with the one I love, or watching an old movie, or Reading an old book or just sleeping, listening to the music I want it to.

And for you who like a sunny day, just grave your snickers and star playing any sport you want, and for those who don’t like a raining day just close your mouth and enjoy a day that was made for you to relax. 

jueves, 14 de julio de 2011

Shinny Shinny Boom Teeth


It´s five in the morning, it’s time to wake up! My dad screams, Iza, Memo, Pablo, wake up guys! He stills screaming. Finally when one of us wakes up and it’ my turn these are the things I do.  When I finally wake up y seek for my cloth and my snickers because my room is a completely mess and I have two beds, a huge furniture piece, and all mornings I have to be really carefully for not crashing with it.
When I´m out and save I enter to my bathroom and I grab my green toothbrush because is incredible to have one green toothbrush, I look at my mirror and I see my sleepy face will thinking “I´m so tired, why school exist, I want to sleep until twelve o´clock” then I brush my teeth.

I start in the right side up and down, up and down, then to the left side, up and down, up and down then in the middle up and down (this is very bored but I have to do it), then inside my teeth its really cool doing this while I am trying to wake up because you are trying to remember what homework you don`t do it yesterday and to whom you are going to ask for copy.

Then I realized that I have to take a shower (when you are so sleepy and you realized that the day is so cold) I open the left door for open the hot water because I do not like to feel the cold water and the hot water.  When I enter the shower I start to sleep and my dad scream to me to hurry up. I take the soap and I fell asleep (with the soap in my hand) because I`m tired. I grab the shampoo and then the conditioner.
I grab my towel inside the shower because it is y cold very cold outside my bathroom, when I`m outside I use my mirror for my making funny shapes with my hair because it relaxing doing that, I walk to my room and I seek for my pants like crazy for not doing any noise because my little brother.

When finally I found my pants the problem is my shoes, I search it in everywhere square in mi house and I found them beneath my bed, I`m ready I think so know let’s eat. I try not to kill myself because in my room everything is on the floor, when I`m down stairs the big question, what I’m going to eat?
First of all I kiss my mom (my mom is 4:5 white and black hair, lovely we are alike so you imagine my mom) she offers me a big menu for breakfast, she offers me cereal, eggs, beans, pancakes, fruit, and so many things more someday I ate fried eggs with cheese, onion, jam, and tomatoes, imagine that kind of egg the smell of it, I drink coffee or milk depends on the day`s climate if it is hot or it is cold, of dessert some cookies with milk or papaya depends of the type of cookies we have at home.

I thank my mom with a kiss, then I go upstairs and said “Good morning dad” and I kiss him in the chink, I go directly to the bathroom to brush my teeth the same way (just think this is the third time I brush my teeth), then I open my curtains because I don’t like my dad to enter my room because it is a mess and I have things that nobody know that I have just my best friends ,  so at 6:00 we are waiting for 6:06 for star waking to the bus station and its funny to see us three watching the clock like thinking “why this clock is so slowly”.