Emphasis

This is my first English Entry, and due to my regular knowledge in that language, don't expect so much or you will be disappointed. Even you will find some words bad spelled or accidented gramatica; now you have been warned.
Emphasis means to put relevance on something by any way, so that something stays over all, making that "all" insignificant. And that's what I am doing, mainly, the second part. I'm trying to put Emphasis in those tasks that maybe aren't the most important in my life right now, to make those Big internal -but not that internal that they cannot be noticed- and existencial problems seem a little bit less overwhelming. And believe it or not, it works, it has worked these days.
I have found something powerful and rocking about my life, about my life as a student, wich makes me think I wanna study my whole life and never work, lol. The univeristary enviroment is embracing me with its warm and sweet -and why don't? Muscled!- arms even before it arrives, before I get in it. The universitary enviroment is that beautiful stage where you can develop your skills, learn a lot about experienced-old teachers or fresh ones, find young ideas in amazing human beings, share and combine similar projects, enjoy still uncorrupted company, delight your eyes and hands with desirable and tender flesh. I haven't finished high school yet and I'm submerged in that passionate feeling wich I'm calling university enviroment. I made a beautiful combination that couldn't have been forseen: In all life you see a sudden shifting of events, what's coincidence what's fate?
The fact is that I'm happy of being that busy I'm this semester, in the middle of the kind of boring CBTis, the relaxing Casa del Arte, and the holy language institution CELLAP. I don't know what I like the most of these last two, the three-hour-per-week art school or the 8 a week place where I optimize my Enlgish. I don't consider the CBTis because despite of the friends and the goddamn beautiful men I can find there, the teaching personal is just shit, a big piece of shit, with very few exceptions. Is not the case in la Casa del Arte, where the pretty Luz María "Muñi" shows us how to open our mouths and lungs, how to stand in the scenary and sing; where an unknown person becomes an all-life friend in a unconscious blink of an eye, but the foe you must beat the next second; where in spite of anxiety and nerves you feel relaxed and free. In the other hand is the CELLAP, and the teacher who's improving my english ear with her never stop talking, who doesn't care and plays on her good music -she's gonna see Epica too!- in the stereo, who has a beautiful smile, who's funny and intelligent, and who's as nice as her speaking and culture are broad.
And it's good to get into a place with people of my age and leave the mask(*) in the door..., sadly, who would think that it would be in my own house, with my own family, where I would need it the most...? The mask. As long as I can, I will continue finding the Emphasis in my own reality, taking away importance of this crazy thing about "changing".

(*) Check on the last entries to know what the hell I'm talking about.

These are the lyrics of the song where this Entry takes its name:

The game is over, time has taught life
Open your eyes and embrace our so-called paradise
All the notions and thoughts
Devise a way to make it yours
The enigma of a reason

How can life be what you want it to be
Find the emphasis in your own reality

Deviate from the search with episodic glimpses
Of a spectrum no one can see or feel, nor declare

Slowly become aware life knows its prophecies
Find the emphasis in your own reality

In all life you see
A sudden shifting of events
What's coincidence, what's fate?

The ambiguity makes the sense of our destiny worth searching for
What can it induce?

If our being was omniscient...
There's so much you'll never know, but

Your life will be what you want it to be
Find the emphasis in your own reality