The following biography is divided into 3 big stages that I consider very important in my life. The first one is about my childhood. The second stage talks about when I lost my innocence forever and became a teenager. The final stage is where I am entering right now, and I will analyze where I want to take my life to, what are my desires, my wishes, etc.

"The beginning"

I was born in a horrible town named Leon, Guanajuato. It was horrible when I lived in there, now is much better. I was the first one of 3 brothers. My parents' names are Armando Saavedra, a hotel manager, and Rosa Maria Ramirez.

At the beginning there wasn't much money, my dad was working very hard, but he was beginning to grow inside of the company. Our situation however was easy because I've never really have economical problems. We had a small car and a small house, but we were doing great with a lot of love in the family.

In kidergarden, I remember I was a very shy kid, I didn't have any friends at all. I was a good student maybe not the best, but I was good. But I had a lot of problems to socialize. I think I was pretty aggressive, I enjoyed destroying things, always messing around. Now that I think about it, I was a bad boy. I did a lot of tricks and pranks, for example I unintentionally killed my cat, and also once I crashed my dad's car when I was 4 years old. But the truth is that I never meant to do it, I had good feelings, but I was a rookie in this game called life, and I made a lot of mistakes, but I have learned a lot from them.

"The teenager"

After that hard childhood, I entered into the teenage. I was 10 years old when I ntered into the elementary school called Hispano Mexicano here in Querétaro, (I moved from Leon when I was 3). I continued being a difficult kid, however I reduced my anger, and I started to communicate, to socialize, and to form part of society. I was building my independence from my parents. And it was also the time where girls started to look attractive to me.

Actually I was always attracted to girls, since I was a very small kid, I remember that the first girl that I liked was a girl named Gabriela, it was in Kinder Garden, obviously I never told her. From that moment on, I started writing a pretty long list of girls that were very important in my life. Some of them were good friends like Cinthya, others were just part of the lust for desire that this period in life brings with.

I remember I had a girlfriend when I was 10, and she got in love of me, and when I founded it out, I decided to tell her to be my girlfriend and she accepted. But it didn't last even a week. I remember it and I would like to go back to that time and maybe try it again, but I was so immature those days that I just screw it all.

"Today"

My real change started when I got into the ITESM in 1997, I turned into a real good student, a real independent person, I finally was able to express what I had inside. I turned rapidly into a leader, I made plenty of friends, and I was able to communicate in public, I was a completely different person, and the change was radical.

Now, I am 18 years old. I am studding Enterprise Administration. I love sports (especially soccer), I don't have any addictions. Well, actually I have one, and is named Andrea, my electric guitar, an Epiphone Gibson Les Paul that I just spend hours playing.

I am a very lonely person and I love it, I really enjoy being alone. However I like to hang out with my gang (that actually has a lot of members). I also like dancing, singing, playing guitar, etc.

I came into this world on the cold morning of January 29, 1983. Born in San Miguel de Allende, a small town in the Mexican state of Guanajuato, or so I was told. My parents, Patricia Merrill and Roberto Navarrete had tried unsuccessfully for six years to conceive their first child and I just happened to be the lucky one.

My Family Background.

My mother and my father are the complete opposite of each other culturally. Patricia, my mother, had lived in Massachusetts all her life, her two brothers and her father were in the military. She grew up with the Americana customs and had spent only a couple of summers in Mexico. However, she spoke Spanish. On the other hand, my father had lived in Mexico all his life and his brother and his father were in the Mexican military. He spoke no English and was raised in a very typical Mexican family. Therefore, I guess I'm sort of stuck between both cultures. You might be asking yourself how the two of them ever ended up together even though they are so different. Well, both of them are architects and they met while my mother was in Mexico.

Childhood.

The majority of my early memories from childhood are somewhat vague, but for the first years of my life, I mostly spent the day either crying or sleeping , as babies do. A year later I began walking around my house , or what I remember as taking a couple steps and then stumbling awkwardly onto the floor. I also began to utter my first spoken words in both English and Spanish.

In 1986 at the bright age of three, I was enrolled at a local kindergarten where I would learn children's songs or play in the sandbox all morning and spend my afternoons watching the Disney channel at home. Most of my vacations included long and tedious trips to Georgetown, MA with the purpose of visiting my grandparents. During the weekends we'd visit my paternal grandparents and relatives in Guanajuato. It pretty much stayed that way some time.

Once kindergarten was over with, and upon my mother's insistence, I entered a bilingual institution in my town where I studied up to my fourth year of grammar school. In that same period my sister Monica was born and she came into the family. Everything seemed perfect in my life at that point: I was doing great at school, my family was great, I was as happy kid. Suddenly, the whole picture fell apart when my parents filed for divorced.

I was ten years old when my father and I moved to Guanajuato, the state capital. I lived there for a stage and despite the confusing situation, had some fun times. I studied at Instituto Guanajuato and played soccer or biked in my free time. I'd visit my mother and sister on weekends, yet I missed them both throughout the entire week. Being only ten at the time, I regretted not seeing my mother and sister as much as I would have liked to.

Adolescence.

At the age of fourteen I was through with junior high school. A couple of weeks earlier I'd been accepted to enroll at Phillips Academy. Phillips is a boarding school in a small student town called Andover, MA in north eastern area of the United States. I had never lived abroad, or alone for that matter, hence was a bit reluctant to the idea of leaving by myself. My grandparents who had lived in Georgetown for many years had moved to Texas by then. A couple of months earlier they had decided to no longer have to cope with the cold and snowy New England winters, thus my nearest relatives where now in Washington eight hours away.

While I was at Phillips I played soccer for the junior varsity team in the evenings and took the Amtrak and traveled around the area on weekends. No one was allowed to leave the campus during the weekdays but that wasn't a real problem since the campus premises included most of the town and I'd easily find ways to keep myself busy.

After what has seemed to be the longest year of my life, I returned to Mexico and moved in with my mother and sister. This decision was against the will of my grandparents and father (I had a four year scholarship at Andover and they considered I would miss out on a great opportunity). The main reason I came back was that because of being so far away I'd only visit my family twice a year. At that time I just didn't feel ready for that.

I applied for entry at the Universidad del Valle de Mexico in San Miguel de Allende and continued my studies there. A hectic period in my teenage years had concluded and I was able to slow down and enjoy my family. I matured quite a bit and built up my self-confidence and independence.

The past three years I lived in San Miguel de Allende. In my time of leisure I'd mountain bike through different trails in the vicinity or travel with my family. I also had time to think about what I wanted to study and took day trips to universities nearby.

After I graduated from the Universidad del Valle de Mexico a few months ago, I began studying at the Tec de Monterrey in Queretaro where I'm currently majoring in Accounting and Finance. My cousin and I are living together in a small apartment in Queretaro, yet we manage to leave for San Miguel de Allende and go home every Friday.

What's comes next?

I am now eighteen years old. After this phase I'd like to study a Master's Degree in Financial Planning in the U.S. or in Singapore, but I'm still not sure it, I just might change my mind and do otherwise, although I haven't come up with what that something else could be.