My CUESTE people. My CUESTE colleagues are smart, dedicated hard-workers and good people. I would not change them for anything.

Today was one of those days that you look at your planner, raise your eyebrows and you say,"Man, I have so much to do." What do I do first? You look at the list,like looking for something that is really easy and then you get can erase it off so you feel better. Then, you realize everything requires time, you sigh and slowly close like wanting but not wanting to and proceed to lay on the couch with one leg on it and the other on the floor. Today, I am being lazy.

That moment in the morning, when you feel, like you, are sleep, walking. Then, you get to the hot-water machine, a light surrounds it, celestial. It came down from the heavens. The sound as you get closer to it, from the heavens, "Ahhhhhh!" like the angels singing. Finally, you arrive to it. You open your thermos cup, get your tea bag out, rip it, to get to the holy grail. You get your water, sink in, slowly, your tea bag. Lastly, you take a drink, you feel it is going down your throat, the hot water burning your intestines as it does its job. But, you, you do not really care, because it feels good even though it burns, a little.

This weekend I discovered a new board game that is really joyful and easy to play. Its name is Stratego. This game is a two person game but if you wanted to, you could have two, three, or even more people on each side advising their ally. I compare it to chess in the sense that you can move your pieces certain ways and that some have more power than others. Moreover, it is somewhat relatable to chess in the sense that you are trying to get to the king and do check mate on him but in this game you are trying to get to the flag. It all probably sounds boring to you until I share this small detail; you do not know what your opponents pieces are because they are facing him only. You can only memorize them and use that to your advantage (if you are smart enough to memorize them) when your opponents use them in a move. The game also has bombs that are only vulnerable to a certain man and will kill any of your other chips. You also have spies that can kill your most powerful man and be killed by the weakest if attacked. In this game your men go from 1 to 9, from strongest to weakest. When you want to take out a chip from your opponents’ side you say ‘strike.’ If you are lucky or if you know what your rival is hiding on his chip, you will win that turn and then it is the other person’s turn. The point of the game as I previously mentioned is to capture the flag. But to do that, first you have to figure out where the flag is located. The game is really fun, give it a try, I played it a lot with my friends on the weekend. It is intense.

There has to be some kind of chemical there. It is so interesting that once you start exercising regularly your body just wants more and more. It is that moment when you’re feeling tired; your muscles are starting to get numb. It starts like ants coming up from your ankle to your calf and staying there, like they found their house and they are not going anywhere. You’re sweating like hell, your breathing through your nose and mouth at the same time. You breathe; inhale and your jersey shrinks perfectly synchronized with your chest. Your jersey tells your chest, with a voice of a person with asthma in its’ mid thirties that needs to take a shot of the inhaler, “I feel you.” Your chest exhales and your entire body mimic the move too. Have you ever being under water for more than you think you can hold and then felt like you really, really have to go out? You are imagining your face getting blue and red and then blue again before getting out the water to get some 0² again. You are imagining your eyeballs about to come off. Probably a little too much, but you get my point. You breathe so hard, that you end up swallowing one of your sweat drops. The salty flavor, success. When you are doing good, feeling good, you notice a change, you feel the best. There is a split second in between getting in better shape and staying the same. That split second is when you say, "It’s enough for today, I don't think I can run/lift much longer, my body is not responding" versus "I have to get better, it's worth it, push, push! Push!" I have noticed this, the chemical your body releases when you want change is called; “POTSTONOD,” I read it somewhere.

After six months of my ligament injury, I started playing soccer again about two months ago. I play around once or twice per week. Man...it has been hard to get back into shape. I do not think I have ever struggled this much to get into decent shape. I am getting old I guess. I remember when I was a kid I used to get injured, be out for a week or two and then right back to playing. I could stay without playing for several weeks, sometimes months and then pick my shape right back up. It is interesting, how, we humans age. I read an article a couple of weeks ago about lobsters. Scientists have supposedly found out that they do not age and do not die unless someone or something kills them. I would like to be a lobster, not age, always be in shape, not get injured, and travel the world. Later on I saw a video on motivation. They mentioned in it, that the only way to achieve a goal is if you want it as bad as you want to breathe. I am going to start applying that to my everyday life; "want it as bad as you want breathing". Try it! It might work for you.

And the same thing happened to me. It happens when I have something important the next day or when I am staying at someone’s place for the first time; I could not fall asleep. It is an interesting feeling. Midnight came, and my girlfriend was falling asleep. I thought, “I can’t sleep, and she is falling asleep already.” I slowly and in a sweet voice proceeded to tell her, “hey babe, wanna talk?” She responded in a half-sleep, raspy voice, “yeaa.. Let’s do that.” Then, a silence with a sound of an engine car passing by took place. I was trying to think of something to talk to her about. But by the time I thought about telling her that I was going to start school at nine o’clock next day and I told her, I figured she was sleeping. I knew it was going to be a long night even though my alarm on my phone was set.