Diego Jimenez

  A goal for me is something that I want to be or do, where we must sacrifice a time for it, rather for us, is part of our personal development. I prefer to have a big one goal at time, at this moment my goal is to get the university grade tittle, after this I must take another, I just have one goal because I feel that I must have a vision in long time for that I want to be, obviously the vision can change in the way to the final goal but it must be the same, I think that is   necessary have a focus. As this year was or have been so special, this change the vision of that I was doing, then in the next year I decide take the goal of take more time for do thing whit friends, travel or learn new things, because I was so lazy and no take time for me or travel so much, only few times in the year, because I don’t had time or energy. Then my goal is do different, activities with friend and travel   more, the idea is to value the little things, the common things that are so much missed in

 I am tired of social medias, but I cant stop using Instagram, this is a vice for me and also for many. This social media is so important that I know people who are called by their Instagram names, like me, dmenez. I have been trying to stop using this some days, and when I did this is so rewarding and I perceive that is a lot of time lost in the phone, also I feel better and I can do others things that interest me, but after a few days I use again it and I can exit. I cant stop using, I don’t like upload photos or histories, but I love see memes, send and receive this, or chat with another person’s. I feel that instagram is so important in this moment for communication, especially at these times, we can know about our friends without see them. I think that instagram shows a false image of people, because a lot of people only want to show his better picture or feelings so superficiall, where the people want to have more likes or followers when this is not important, another theme is fa

  Hi again, I am going to talk about my first pet, a dog. I was 3 years old wen my parents gave me a little an white dog with a brown spot in his back, what was his name? “Torito”. I lived in a field, where I could go wherever I wanted, and he was going with me. We walked in forest, planted fields or gullies, he was looking for rabbits but could never find one or played with my grandmother's chickens chasing, but it no had relevance, we had fun. When I was 5 years old I moved to the city, and Torito came with me, but he couldn’t get used at little garden, or the noise. One time   he was lost, and my dad found he before one week. I understand that he didn’t   like live inm the city and sent to my grandparents, where he would be free and would be with another dogs playing, and I would know that I would be well taken care ofI, then I was traveling to play with him in weekends. 15 years later he was old, blind and slightly deaf, went from running all day to lying down, grumpy a