Who am I? [horrible grammar]

I don’t know who I am. I try to find the answer the question but it is not possible; in fact, there are times I am amazed by the things to do. I know the basic from me, my name, my age, my birthday, the parent’s names, etc.

But I still try to find where the true me, or the guy who am. In this moment, I’m being Drama queen cuz I saw a movie talking about the reality and the desirable dream.  Besides, writing in English is more dramatically for a future.

Now I’ll write something about what I thought when I was walking to my room.

My name is Joaquin Castro Caceres. I’m 18 years and I from Veracruz, but now I’m living there, Monterrey.

My family is not rich or has been a good life; it has been worked. My father has been working since he was a child; he has suffered for getting all things now to have. In fact, since my great-grandparents the family has suffered. So, I should be proud for all things my parents give me.

I came to my room, and I did not what to do; nevertheless, I remembered that today [September 8, 2008], it is Ana Karen’s birthday and little sister’s birthday.

I decided to write a letter to my adorable friend for she knows how I am.

I hope you are terrifically good!

I’m right, but it is so late and tomorrow having classes at 8:00am. Yeah, I know writing in English is kinda weird but I wanted. I don’t wanna be a blind, and want to open my eyes and dreaming in a precious reality, where the day been fresh and the twilights been with oranges, pink, red, dark blue and little black. Creating a harmonious overview.

Living without secrets and be whatever you want, singing your favorites songs and watching all movies you adore.

Just keep the time and don’t follow it, having you drive the control. All things can happen, if you want it.

Happy Birthday, Ana Karen!

I miss you so much!

I hope we can see us in December.

Kisses and hugs