Any teenager will predict, - probably to his future dismay - that adolescence is about as hard as life will get. Growing up in this world of the new millennium, stress has effectively become part of our lives. Casual games of pick-up soccer after school, Facebook, occasional parties or even the incomprehensible nuances of adolescent girls seemed like the refuge I needed torelief that stress. One day my father gave me a simpler edition of an Albert Einstein book, a black and non-embellished cover didn’t saw really attractive. Nevertheless, I started skimming through the pages just watching equations, formulas, and myriad types of applied math. It seemed really complex.

Encouraged by my idiosyncrasy curiosity I decided to start reading the book and working theproblems it contained. First it looked complicated, but then it turned understandable and really interesting. I never knew exactly why, but as the days went by, I started loving math problems; it could be by my lack of personal security when I was a child, and math provided me what I was looking for. Two plus two was four and there was no other possible answer or perhaps it was the variety of uses Icould give to math problems. I started to solve a math problem every day, I enjoyed the ones that were harder, and at the end it was most satisfying resolving them. My world was turned upside down when my favorite subject became my most challenging one.

By the time I entered secondary school, I started feeling very comfortable with numbers, especially those with a huge complexity. My urge inmath made felt not satisfied with memorizing concepts, I needed to understand them. I joined the school’s math group, where we discuss different solutions to certain rhetorical or applied problem. In my freshman year, in the Direct Equation Math Class, Mrs. Magaña asked us to create an equation and apply it to an epitome of a personal problem. We had to find variables and substituted them byactions that helped us find the solution for the equation or problem. I immediately thought the assignment was useless. I sat in my desk for hours, perplexed at the thought of what our teacher had asked us to do. Of course a mathematical equation can’t be applied to a personal problem, I thought. Mathematics is all about exact calculations, and personal problems do not have a clear-cut solution. In mysimpler edition of ‘’ E=mc˄2’, Albert Einstein explains the equivalence between mass and energy. I found in the prologue an equation that said:: ‘’ let’s suppose that A equals success, then the formula is: A = X + Y + Z, X is work. Y is play. Z is keep your mouth shut‘’. It was too late, so I just copied in my notebook and I brought to my class just as it was written. Ingeniously, I starteddescribing why I have circumspectly selected each variable, and their meaning. Eventually as I have planned my classmates trusted my candidness rather than thinking that my equation was specious. I, on the other hand, realized the vastness of mathematical reasoning. It has nothing to do with memorizing exact processes; mathematics is all about creativity and ingenuity, and most importantly: theprocess of discovery. Years passed by, and it became a habit to work with two or three math problems before going to bed. Even though I did not sleep, discovering every night the logic behind a mathematical equation and translated to the understanding of any logical procedure was worth it, it became my passion. Suddenly freshman year was over and I was already a sophomore. I had changed, and not justin a physical way ( A quick glance at the mirror reflected my new body and the new mustache that was growing in me) but also in a mentally way. Unfortunately, my passion for Mathematics had disappeared too.I got involved in the Alumni Society and we had a lot of work, I also enrolled in Community Service and in the apostolic group called Salla. I used to think I had no time for solving math...