• I Suck At Public Speaking; A Brief History Of My Learning Experience At Toastmasters

    I have been part of Toastmasters International for about a month and I have to say that the learning process has been tough, painful and even cruel. Now, it seems like I am going to start whining about it, but no. I won’t. In fact, I have learned to appreciate this approach to learning. See, when I was in college, here in Santa Barbara, learning how to write in a whole new language, the fondest memory I have is that of a professor who almost made me cry every time he gave me my essays, which were all covered with red ink. God! it looked as if the poor pages were bleeding.

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  • Journal 11; Lots Of Changes Six Months Later

    In the United States, Gabriel realized he was a bit different than the people he spent time with. His first job was at a construction site, with people who were friends of the family; most of them were illegals, like him, and came from small towns he’d heard of before when living back in Mexico. They were building one of Rodolfo’s houses on Quinto and De La Vina, and Gabriel’s main chore was to sweep up cigarette butts, burrito wrappers, and any other trash the main employees had thrown on the floor because they were too lazy to use the blue and bright trashcans that were placed all over the site.

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  • I’m Officially On YouTube

    It’s been almost four years since I opened up a Google Plus account and found out I could also make use of YouTube and post videos of myself.

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  • Who Is Galuri Leirbag?

    Find out who he is

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  • Talking About Ghosts

    Find the story on Amazon

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  • Where Did The Water Go?

    “On Monday, September 27th, 2010, people had to sleep naked because it was stifling hot. It was the ‘hottest day of the year,’ according to the local newspaper.”

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  • Who is Amalia?

    Ralph Lauren Romance covered the room that night. She wasn’t sorry for what she did. She was relieved. Things had escalated, and the last straw had been drawn. It was time for her to wake up from her naiveté and show him what kind of a woman she really was…

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  • Journal 1: From home to the unknown

    His life started when he made the decision.
    It all began on a Monday, November 22, 2004. His luggage consisted of a black leather backpack, a blue t-shirt with the words ‘Brucelas Belgica’ stamped on the front, a pair of black pants, paper toilet in case of an emergency, and plenty of dreams for the future. His future.

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