The billionaire american dream

With all this recent tumult about the surprising event that happened this Tuesday regarding the United States elections; many ask how is it that half of the United States citizens who voted, chose to vote for such a surreal character like Donald Trump to become the 45th president of the first world power. Perhaps, giving him hold of one of the most powerful world leader title on earth with all the limitations his presidency might encounter.

All this regardless of how he behaved throughout his whole campaign (and life). It  just didn’t seem to matter at all. Not his misogynist comments, not his racist, indifferent views or what he apparently stands for.

I’m extremely surprised that in a seemingly normal and rational democracy his running for president have not been put in doubt or asked to be withdrawn to the point that he has, finally, became president. It seems as people surrendered, they surrendered to their hopes of something different. And as we did not take him seriously; neither did his voters, I conclude.
In the aims of a desperate try for something different, his race took place and his presidency we met. In choosing the same, we desperate for thinking the predictive future. People are tired of the status quo, which is what Hillary presidency meant for a lot of people: her many years of experience, her apparent continuance of the current White House policies, her elitist and not trusted profile and the most backlashed one- the “liar” tittle that carried throughout her whole campaign. She couldn’t win the people’s vote standing against such an opponent. People just didn’t trust her. And I believe that having just half of the population standing with her against such a character like Trump, only means, that even those who voted for her did because they had no option. But not because they wanted her as a president, nonetheless, to let her be the first female president of the US.

It was as everyone said “choosing the two of the lesser evils”.

In a presidential race with the two most unpopular candidates in the US history. It wasn’t clear for me. I wasn’t an advocate for either two, not Hillary, not Trump.

But If I had to choose someone to govern me, I’d like someone prepared, an analyst who doesn’t just act on impulse, someone more rational than comical, someone that stands for the values I believe in, and in that, I would have wanted Hillary to become president.

*But i’m not a us citizen, neither do I live there, but it matters to me, as it matters to many other who take the US as an influence for democracy. It matters even to those who hate the US.*

But have I watched the debates, listened more to what each candidate had to say and understand what each position means. I’d have advocated for Hillary sooner than later. Please, understand, people who vote, that this one day change means a change in the course of History, you might not notice it now, but you never know what upcoming policies means, how it changes people’s life.

And now, I can only hope for the best. And that all this campaign was just a joke. That Trump is actually another person, that he didn’t meant what he said. That he’s taking all this very seriously and not just as a little kid dream, that he understands the dimensions of his position and that he’ll be what the world needs, that he’ll turn out to be a great president, or If I ask too much, that he’ll be at least decent.

All this entails that I’m forgetting about his whole campaign, all this entails that I’m ignoring the marriage he has. His “grab them by the pussy”, his “Obama is the founder of ISIS”, his plenty “we’re gonna build a wall”, his Chinese backlash for stealing jobs in America, his apparent views on world trade policies, etc.

But now I would start talking about how I really feel. How this all makes me feel.

I feel saddened, I feel saddened for women, I feel sad for inclusivity, I feel sad for diversity. If anything this election has taught us, apart from the fact that we’re not listening, is that our interests, our very own interests come before anything else, that those interests null us from the very other people issues, that a reality we don’t live is just not our reality. My LGBT friends, my muslims friends, the different minorities, I’m sorry we keep failing you.

In any other rational society, a presidency like TRUMP would have never taken place. After all the campaign was tinted with racist, misogynist, hateful and unfounded comments, he kept going on. He was just the meme of the moment, the presidential joke who made comments about women’s bodies, Mexicans, etc. I feel saddened, I feel saddened today, specially for women. I feel extremely sad to have a first lady like Melania Trump. I feel extremely saddened for those hard working women who has had to fight for what they believed in yet didn’t see results. I feel sad for the ambitious career Hillary has hold, for all her achievements, and yet she lost to an inexperienced misogynist racist candidate.

As simplistic as this statement seems, it holds a truth we can’t deny.


Life at its sweetest, slow down.

It’s been a year full of ups and downs and experiences beyond belief. Last time I looked at my life, everything was a mixture of happiness and sadness I could not tell apart any of it, whether I was happy or sad I could not differentiate, but one thing, for sure: I was feeling. But I was also overwhelmed. And it just took me a few months to realize that life is better when lived slowly, it simply tastes better, it feels better.

I have always been the kind of person that would not know what to do with my life, I have always been cautious and skeptical of those who seem so sure about what they’re doing, but also, in a way, I know they’re the ones that will lead on their life. I thought, maybe, it was time for me to think more clearly about what I really want, whereas is in my personal life or professional one.

But again, in a constant nonstop race towards new experiences and perspectives, and people’s and life. I felt so lost, I’ve felt carried away by the unimportant things: the same 3 am bars, the parties, the people’s, the same dinners and the most harmful of all, the shitty comparisons.

I didn’t knew it back then, I perhaps still don’t know it truly, but I’ve lived my life day by day with temporal external satisfactions that I’ve lost sense of any long term goal or purpose, I haven’t really gotten myself one. And in that I stress for the time lost and the time I didn’t take advantage of. In my exchange bubble, I kept thinking life was about having fun, but it also entails hard work.

Have I learned anything from this? I have, perhaps more than I want to acknowledge, I’ve seen a different side of education, relationships, a college culture, and what seems like an American middle east mindset, that in a sense clashes with my childhood love for the east cost and my west coast vibes. I got trapped in between; in a choice I didn’t want at first but that I learned to love on my way there, perhaps I had to learn appreciation, which I didn’t practice.

But in my takeaway from this, is my many mistakes I had the opportunity to make, the many many I’ve learnt from. The many failures who have helped built a more understanding mature self of mine. And in my biggest regret, not knowing truly what was given to me.

This is perhaps my biggest mortified regret- not appreciating what I had.

Decide. Just don’t get frozen, my love!


“In any moment of decision, the best thing you can do is the right thing. The worst thing you can do is nothing.” –Theodore Roosevelt

My inability to be decisive in moments of incertitude has so far given me more hardships and dreadful outcomes that I would’ve expected… or willing to take. That indecisiveness of mine is taking me back to places I don’t want to be, dragging me out of all opportunities I could have taken, and so I just sit down here, doing nothing, cause indecisiveness really harms any way of doing anything.

I just recently came to an article where the underlying idea of what actually made people successful was they were decisive, they acted fast, they’re never frozen. It didn’t actually say it made them successful but that it was one trait they had, don’t get me wrong.

And I can’t help but agree. I think back of the many times I did nothing mainly because I couldn’t take a decision. You go, you go, you don’t go, you don’t go, and that’s it! You have your weekend free and can do whatever you want without thinking things over and over.

I tend to be the epitome of the ‘I don’t know’, and my friends know me for that. I’m never sure or certain about something, and I deeply believe you shouldn’t, but there are times we shouldn’t be so taken aback and stand straight, mind in place, eyes in deep, and walking ahead.

Experience has told me so far: you’re never going places if you’re always so unsure of anything. Even in our most spontaneous self, we take decisions; and we’re in need of rules to live by, know what we want and what we don’t and what we can’t trespass. Think of this as my little tip to you:

– We all live by rules, it’s fun and we need them

– But also know they are meant to be broken!

– Don’t get frozen by indecisiveness! Pretty often a mistake is better than lying there letting time pass by, we regret mistakes, sure, but we regret even more not doing anything!

I just recently came across a podcast that went like: Simple rules for a complex world, you have the link here: if you want to listen to it, or well.. watch it in this case 🙂

It’s a bit long though, but if you have the time, It’s worth grasping the idea!

What do you think?

Spring again

Spring again.

Which feels like summer, I’ve never really differentiated them, spring afternoons have always felt like summer nights to me.


You know what I love about this weather?

The breeze and the sound of the people. So far in my last 10 years, I’ve always lived in a flat, with a park downstairs, and every time when the hot weather would come, I open my window and listen to people, I don’t do it purposely, it’s just the background sound when I’m reading, cooking, or typing. And I really like it. You also hear birds more often, and you cannot stay at home, It just doesn’t feel that good or right.

IMG_8550 copySpring for me means good weather, and that’s why everytime about this year I would think back on what I did last year, and how I spent those good weather moments. It’s also the time of the year where my birthday is near. I would think back of the people I used to have so close around me, but however, were not meant to be kept around.

It’s the moment where I would get nostalgic, I would think about my life, and what is going around, because life in spring passes so slow, and so fast that it scares, life in spring is so good, so good I’m afraid.

Life in spring is actually depressing for me. Because it’s about life.

A life that goes away so fast, a life that doesn’t seem so sure for me, at least.

Is it…?

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If you say to me that life is pretty meaningless, well yes, I would have to agree with you, but then I’m not really with you… It’s just that once…, maybe, once in a while, I do have those thoughts. But then again, as we have many reasons to be depressed at, I think there are as well many others to be happy at. Continue reading

About angels on earth

Today is my day 3, almost ending. The weather is just as nice as always, rain, hot… And as humid as Panama. They both resemble a lot, except for the fact that here will be always China.

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Life here is quite tranquil. My uncle owns a grocery shop, sometimes he would sit and attend people when they buy things, but that’s not what he usually does (at least in summer time). You would often see him sitting with people drinking tea and chatting, with the tv just in front and the air up there in their heads, and from time to time you’d smell some cigarette.


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First impressions

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It’s just been one day here that I’m back in China for leisure and to visit some relatives here and there. So before my first impressions get kind of dirty, I might as well hurry myself and write them, just to let them be, you know. Well, actually, im quite of lying in here, its not that i havent been here and stuff, but you can guess, i said im back. Continue reading


El lado bueno de las cosas


                   Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.

Hace mucho que quería escribir una entrada dedicada a mi viaje a Panamá, sea en español, inglés, hablando de la comida, mis sensaciones, o introduciendo mi país… Una gran desconocida para muchos, quizás. Y aunque lleve 8 años fuera de él y hay tantas cosas de las que ya no sé, esencialmente, sé que conozco a mi Panamá.  Continue reading


I turn my head, and look back.

It was one o’clock on a cold thursday of October 24, I was, at usual, finishing my homework for today, my mom was hurrying me: ‘are you going or not to class?’ -yesss, yes i am. But on my inner side, I was already seeing myself on the sofa enjoying my little things while the whole university was immersed in a deep silence. It was strike day, and just a few of my classmates were there, my blonde teacher too, she didn’t go on strike, and I had to give her an assignment… Still one o’clock, i open wordpress for some inspiration and find myself with a notification: Happy anniversary with wordpress! Has it been a year already that I started writing and then left it alone?

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