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There´s always something else to learn...

I had an accident last night….
I was driving and talking on my mobile, and I was just saying to my friend: You know what, the wheel feels kinda weird... like if the power steering is harder than usu... BAN!!!!! I lost at tire...
So I hang up, called the service and they took the car to a safe place.
This morning we went to “pick it up” to take it to the service center.

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Everything happened so fast, but I thank God for a lot of things:
First of all, it happened last night and not this morning when I was supposed to take my nephew to the kinder garden.
There was not a lot of traffic in there.
I didn’t happened during my latest roadtrip to Guatemala few days ago
I happened before the weekend (We are going to the beach this weekend with the AIESECers)

People may think: Ethel, if you say you’ve fallen in love 3 times, then the most provable thing is that you’ve never been really in love. So here is an explanation:

My first love: I was 16 he was 21, I was in high school, he was in 3rd year of Medicine School. I was just a girl, he was soooooo handsome. I admired him so much, he made me laugh and laugh and laugh. At that age, I honestly though I was going to married him. He cheated on me. So it was more admiration than love.

The second one: I was 20, and living alone in Argentina (ok, now everybody knows who he is) He was 21, fun fun fun fun and more fun. We planed to marry after my graduation... It was just not realistic. So it was more a really cool friendship than love.

The third one ... I don’t even know what to say about him, he was by far the smartest, the one with huge goals... sigh... I never "planed" to marry him, but I though we will going to have a long term relationship. He didn’t let me spoil him... and I made one mistake after the other. So it was more .... I ... I still don't know what it was.

(finding the perfect man for me)

When talking about me, my friends often ask me what type of man would I date, because it is very hard for me to be interested in someone, I mean, I like a lot of man, a lot of my friends are handsome, but I am not interested in any of them. And my friend Monica (from Colombia) she is often says that her mission is to find me a good guy, hehe, So here I go with the description of my perfect one:

• Has to be smart, there is nothing that turn me on more than a smart talk... well not all the time, but it’s so cool (and sexy) to talk to someone who has an opinion about things that matter. I can't date someone that I don't admire.
• Has to be tall, or taller than me (which for my height is not that difficult) but not so tall that I can’t reach him (I don’t want to look like a Thumbelina when I’m with him) and not skinny (this is the kind of “meat” I like) has to be hug-able, but not fat, my arms are not that long.
• He has to let me spoil him!!
• About appearance, I prefer Latin type, although my 3 big loves have been white man with blue, grey and green eyes respectively, so I think I’m not racist. (An explanation about my “3” loves soon)
• The rest is easy: fun, self-confident, not so popular, not so handsome (because I want my man for me, not to make other girls jealous).

and that's it... am I asking too much????

I think that the only thing worse than loosing a friend, is learning that you never had that friend.

So today was the last day of classes at my University (hopefully). I still don't know if I will make it to the graduation... I still don't know... and that's very bad... I really want to graduate with all my heart.... wish me some luck..

So a friend of mine googled my name and he found so many web pages about ME!!!! but one of them really surprised me: For those who didn't believe or didn't know that I did wrestling when I was in high school (and can read Spanish), this the link of a local newsletter released in 2000, when I won the prize for "Best National Wrestler” hhihihihi. It’s soooooo funny

http://archive.laprensa.com.sv/20001128/deportes/dep4.asp

So, I am two weeks away from my freedom, that means I am only two weeks from finishing my studies, (once again) I was supposed to graduated last year... but I didn’t, I am supposed to graduate this January, but I don’t know if I will, It is very hard to work and study at the same time, but I cannot stop working because I need the money to pay the #$%& University Loan.

Sometimes I just feel I’m not strong enough and that I cannot handle it. The only thing that is left is hope and the belief that when God puts you through something, He will take you out of it.