Clark Kent

I've always been a fan of Superman, admiring his strength and very vaguely knowing his story. About six months ago I was in Mariana's house and saw she had the tv show "Smallville" in her house. I was curious about superman and wanted to learn more about him so I asked her to lend the DVDs to me. After five months of watching seven seasons I stopped watching the series for some time.

Recently I've started watching the tv show again and have been observing Clark Kent's attitude towards everything; he always brings out the best in people, always helping, etc. His attitude is the attitude I want to have towards things so I put myself in a program of meritocracy. I've asked some friends to help me get better by telling me when I'm having a bad attitude, although they have obviously forgotten. I will get better and I really believe wanting to get better, will do its job.

New day

I wake up with my alarm about to buzz at my side. It's one of those weird days when I wake up a minute before my alarm goes off and wait for that teriffying moment to com to me without mercy. I try to make sense of things in my dreamy state and finally I'm able to stand up and get my clothes. After an awesome hot shower and delicious breakfast I get to listen to my grumpy brother and hope to get to Ms. Thompson's class already.
My day was exhausting, I got humiliated three times by JP in front of girls I like even though I don't really care. I've got to do another assignment for Mr. Musket and have to do a protect for Friday; that's were my best friend comes in, procrastination.
When I finish eating I quickly get dressed in gym clothes and go about two hours, my daily rest. When I'm in the gym I don't care about anything so that makes it amazing for me.

TIME TO SLEEP. (9:00 p.m.)

Xvs

On Friday there was a party at night. The party was to celebrate some girl's 15th birthday; lately I've been getting tired of going because I see that I'm the big guy of the party, in age of course because I'll always be the big guy if we get into the height matter. Normally there are three type of people in these parties: the young ones who were so exited to go to their first party, the right-aged ones who have a great time dancing with friends and the big guys who are five years older than the smallest guy there. I had an invitation but German was ahold of it so I went to his house and watched kick-ass to burn time. We got there together with our invitations.
"I think I felt a drop of rain!" I said with enthusiasm without knowing what would follow.
"I don't think it's gonna rain today." German assured me.
"If you say so..." I responded.
Almost immediately, after saying hello to some people it started to rain, hard. We were all wet and crumpled all together, I got exasperated so Cesar and some friends went for me and we happily went to eat some tacos at encomenderos. Of course German was the hero of this story because he stayed there with his girlfriend but I actually got to enjoy myself like no one there.

"You can find the best tacos in the darkest times if you search for them."-(Fran, 1657 B.C.)

Hi, I'm Fran and I enjoy exercise because I don't really care about anything else while at it.