Studying english properly Hello. It's been a while since I entered here for the last time. I'm studying at a famous worlwide school now. Finally there was a vacancy at that school and I got it. I've spend a year chasing an opportunity to study english at that place. It's magical. Everyone is so friendly, and there is much color everywhere you spot your sight. There is good library with books for every topic you may need: grammar, pronunciation guides, all kind of dictionaries, vocabulary, etc. All my teachers are native speakers. It worths every penny. To study in this place you must do a nivelation test first. They talk to you and performs some test to find out what your current level of english is, so they can place you in the correct classroom. When you have the results, you can apply for a class on the level you just obtain but the thing is that they have a huge demand on every single level. First time I did my nivelation test I did achieve a real low level because I felt so nervous about it. And then there was no space for me at that level. So I waited. I was on permanent alert to any withdrawal, any retirement, and during that period of time, my nivelation test expired. I needed to take a new one. I was nervous again, inmensely afraid to get a lower level than last time. But my examinator did recieve me with a smile and she made me feel so comfortable. I got really calmed, kind of like easy-going, and I obtain an upper level this time: almost a year of study more than my last result. My smile was broadly big. But then came another fear. I'd be the new girl on an advanced class that's been together for years since elementary levels, probably with better grammar than me. I understand english on a paper, movies, but I do have some serious problem on written grammar and this people saw proper grammar classes on the previous levels. I almost quit the night before my first class. I worried about sounding ridiculous to them, to be a brick tied to them that slow them down in their learning process. But I remembered that years ago I KNEW NOTHING OF ENGLISH. Not a single word. I remembered that my current level is due only to my own effort and self-learning, to my pursuit of knowledge on it, to my persistence. Nobody taught me anything and they shouldn't be mocking my accent or my mistakes because I have accomplish a thing that many of them couldn't. It turns out that all of that nasty, insecure attitude wasn't necessary. They welcomed me very nicely. What a relief, honestly.

Hi, why you never correct me, guys? I have written many entries and you never correct me. I'm embarrased to the point that I delete some of it. It's silly but I do think my english is so bad that people don't recognize it as proper language. So today I did a new friend. His name is Pablo, he works at the coffee shop around the corner. He was carrying some heave bags up to the restaurant when I asked him if he needs any help. He gladly accept mine and we start talking. He knows a bit of French and I hate French, don't ask why. I think is just that I never learned it. French is too much for me, honestly. Well, Pablo promise me to teach me some phonems on French and I promise him to teach him some english vocabulary. A day with any learning or any new friend is a wasted day.

A remarkable incident So today I was standing on street minding my own business when an unknown guy approached to me and ask me if I can tell him if he is sexy. Naturally, I thought he was planning to steal all my belongs on daylight. This is Caracas, you know?0 I considered it done already actually. So he repeated the question loudly: 'Am I sexy to you?', said he raising his hands on a polite gesture. All that I was thinking was how deep into my ass was my phone. Deep enough to save it from this guy? -All I have in my bag is dirty underwear.-I said- I'm going home from work. I just spend 3 days on work. I don't have anything valuable. Please. -So I ask you if I'm sexy and you talk about all the dirty underwear you keep on your bag? That's a yes? -That's a please don't rob me... -I'm not going to rob you! Well...-I thought- -I have a job interview now. Ok, dude. -I'm Renato. Why this things always happens to me? -Say something! Then I saw my friend's car trying to park nearby and went quickly to him. Caracas is full of crazy folks. Really. Some crazy people lives here, I swear.