Claudia Burgoa | Three Things You Didn't Know about Me

1. It’s a small world that’s always getting smaller. It used to be a really big deal if you met someone who was in the news—and not to sound old, but the newspaper specifically. While social media connects the world from one profile to another and fans to their favorite… publicist team, sometimes it feels like there isn’t any romanticism anymore for knowing anyone famous. Now I don’t want to name drop but I know a few people (Chris Pratt, John Goodman, Tom Hanks…Amy Pohler…and maybe some others). I don’t know about you, but that’s pretty awesome to me.

2. I can be known for having good ideas. I’m an author, so not only does it come with the territory, it also makes logistical sense that if I’m going to dedicate 12 plus hours a day to concocting ideas, refining them, and hoping they stick: that there better be good outcomes. The U.S. was very late to the frozen yogurt game, my home state even more so. A few years before we were hit with yogurt fever and a new store/chain location was opening up every other month, it occurred to me that it was something we really needed. Unfortunately, when you talk to people who don’t know what you’re talking about the feedback isn’t usually positive. The idea was ingenious but the plan never made it the embryonic phase. What a shame.

3. Mexico…isn’t known for its strong heritage of athleticism. That’s why when I was a teenager I almost qualified for the Olympics in 50 meter freestyle swimming. Almost.

About Claudia Burgoa

Born on the mystical day of October 30th in the not so mystical lands of Mexico City, Claudia grew up with a childhood that resembled a caffeine-injected soap opera. Seventeen years ago she ventured to the lands of her techie husband—a.k.a. the U.S.—with their offspring to start a new adventure.

She now lives in Colorado working as a CFO for a small IT company, managing her household filled with three confused dogs, said nerd husband, two daughters wrought with fandoms and a son who thinks he’s the boss of the house. To survive she works continually to find purpose for the voices flitting through her head, plus she consumes high quantities of chocolate to keep the last threads of sanity intact.

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About UNCHARTED

Jacob

As a rule, men don’t grow up believing in a happily ever after. We don’t believe in meeting the love of our lives; or the white picket fence, and 2.5 children. Every man thinks that those stupid dreams or fantasies are just nonexistent shit until it happens to them. We should have been forewarned.

I wish I was prepared for someone to appear in my life and change all my priorities. I suddenly wanted that fence and children. The part of meeting the love of my life became very real, but I wasn’t ready for suddenly losing it all, and my life plummeting into this shithole forever.

The heartbreak of losing your soulmate is one of the worst pains you will ever live with. I should campaign and warn the young people. Vaccinate against love because if you lose it, you could lose yourself for the rest of your life. The burden on your back will forever mark you and wither away your soul, darkening your days and the rest of your natural life.

This isn’t false advertisement or a dramatic display of one bitter soul.

Pria

I fought by my mother's side until her last breath, and tried to help my father until his last memories dissipated. My sister is the last one standing, but her life is a miracle that can end at any given moment. All my life I’ve never been alone, but always felt lonely.

Today, my options on how to live my life are endless, yet my heart and my best friend limit them. Stay in Seattle, close to the one person that will never let me inside his world.

The thug, as mom would've called him. A man with a bad boy attitude and a heart bigger than the ocean.

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