This time my essay won´t be teeming with words.  Anyhow, before I used to be kind of a jester for you til I got depressed. Despite the fact that I have a keen mind, I´m too impulsive. Thus, my anger tends to subside after a while. Besides, living in Lima makes you experience nerve-raking situations all the time. Recently, I´ve been poring over the family album. Brings back memories of what I´d been inculcated with as a kid. The fact that I still labor under the impression that my life would be like back in those days sometime in the future again keeps me alive. Many emotional scabs do I have yet. Just one serendipitous chance to change my life. That´s all  ask for. Further, to me, writing every day in this blog is a labor of love. May I have had a hapless time growing up, I still managed to chin up. For many years education has been stigmatized in this country. The aforesaid fact saddens me indeed. How can my society be genial if most of its population is ignorant and full of prejudices? My hope that Peru was gonna change got subverted eons ago. It would probably take me less time to learn a back flip or a handspring rather than watching how my city is supposed to improve. Besides, already have I mentioned that public transport here is my pet peeve. I´d rather shamble along ten km before getting into one those jam-packed pieces of shit. However, sometimes you gotta withstand it. Regardless of the fact that it is worse than a wedgie, one gets used to crap. I may not exactly be in a cleft stick right now. Though, this is not my time to smile either. Moreover, still do I cleave to the hope that things will look up. Lastly, I´d say that indeed teen problems can set the stage for stress in  adult life. Notwithstanding, I have to take it on the chin.