Hi my Friends of Steemit! Here I goo!! My introduction.

Whenever you enter to a new place, with new people, you feel intimidated as if they were going to eat you, then I wonder at what age you start to mature that because I haven't started! Well, I'm a novice, a novice in a relatively new world as is Steemit, and this is how it feels.

So here I goo!

Hi community of Steemit! My name is chiquinquira, but everybody call me Chiqui, even though I confess that I have aalways preferred Chiquinquira, but curiously people tell me that Chiquinquira is too long and tedious to write and pronounce... And certainly, I found funny to write chiquinquirabencomo as my username and voilà! It seems that Steemit is also agree with you all guys in that is a long username!! Okay, okay, I already understood.

Anyway, I am 21 years old, I was born in a small and little known town called Calabozo. I am a venezuelan young with pinturesque dreams, firm convictions, intangible struggles, corageous goals, hits to shine, mistakes to arise. I don't get everything easily, but that is the interesting thing of my life, and I make an adventure of it, in which I give way to my true self, so that it grows as a flower in the middle of a febrile land. I'm a moon lover and friend of its silence. Admirer of God's perfection, faithful observer of life and its ephemeral details.

I currently live in Valencia-Carabobo and I study Education major in Modern Languages: 6th semester in my beloved UC, University of Carabobo, my study and work place that I made my home because the 90% of my day goes there. And it is there where I escape to the last and silent floor to appreciate the glorious mountains, so the day that doesn't end up being gray, detonates in a range of colors that not all cameras are capable of capturing, or at least mine.

In my free time I use to play the guitar and also sing, is a good exercise to relax your mind specially when you don't have free time... And... Paint! I think that everyone has their way of dancing in the art of silence, I don't dance, in fact; I'm a robot, anyone could corroborate it, but I paint, and I love to dance to the sound of my paintbrushes gliding on my painting which is many times abstract, I dance to the sound of my fingers that travel through the fret, I dance to the sound of the letters when I read the poem he wrote for me.

And well my friends, a violent but precise summary of what I am, ready to share the carved letters on my soul with you all! Chao chao!