Life, as portrade through the eyes of me

So it’s been awhile since I last wrote and I’m not even sure anyone is reading this, but I am going to write, so open your eyes cause I’m about to let myself loose on the world.

I’m sitting here with Nick. We are playing video games and enjoying each others company, on my last day in this crappy country which for some reason I don’t want to leave. I am sad inside, but I can’t help but be excited, to go back to civilization, and english. I’m going back to the land of the free and the home of the brave. I’m going back to having fun on weekends instead of sitting in my house wondering what I can do, because I’ll have more options than: go to friends house, stay home, go to multiplaza. I still cant fully enjoy myself because of the sadness I feel and I blame all of YOU AWESOME PEOPLE. It’s because of you that I will have less space in my heart for everyone else I meet. How dare you?! lol I love you guys.

Anyway its my last day here and I’m chilling with nick before I go to my last dinner in Costa Rica for about two years.

Yeah it’s gone, no more. I’m not as happy as usual, I didn’t get off the bus and throw my backpack in the air. In fact, I cried. Maybe it’s because I’m older, but I’m almost positive that it’s because I am moving, leaving, ditching the people I care about. I used to want to get out of here as fast as I could, but now I don’t. I wish I could graduate here, but my dad’s job won’t allow it! Yeah anyway school’s out and I’m gone!

This year like many other years has come to an end, only this year it’s different. This year not only am I leaving Costa Rica after three wonderful  years here, but I am also ending the year with better friends than I have ever had.

I am going to miss Costa Rica or should I say, the people that I have met and who have been my friends. I wish I could have met these people in a place other than Costa Rica, because I hate this country, except for the touristy places, those are fun.

I would like to end the year of blogging bye thanking everyone who I need to thank.

My friends – I’m sorry that I can’t personalize this but you know who you are and I hope you know what you mean to me. I just want to thank you for being there for me through the hard times and for being so awesome. Thank you! I would also lie to say thanks for being so much flipping fun, and for helping me grow and be a better person. I’ll just kind of go on a limb and if you want you name on the post then ask me to put it on.

My teachers-kinda Cliche huh? I don’t care; many of you have helped me learn important things, yes importnat, not just things from textbooks. You have also put up with a very exciting group of children, and I am sorry I didn’t gain control of them.

My dad’s job- without that job, how would I live?

I don’t know what else to say, to end the year. Maybe something along the lines of keep in touch, and I love most of you, you’re all really awesome. I realize anyone in the world can read this, and anyone who doesn’t go to my school, well I’m sorry, but this doesn’t apply to you. I think I will keep blogging as a way to keep in touch with CDS and my friends, so they can know whats going on.

That’s my last blog of the year, I almost cried writing this!

We are not in the playground anymore. There are new rules. We have to be mature. But we can’t lose the spirit of child like wonder. What is love… anyway? Maybe it’s supposed to break all the rules. Like me and Jan. Or Oscar… and some guy. Life is short. When two people find each other, what should stand in their way?-Michael Scott, The Office.

Well, I really was going to write about love, I promise, but then my mind switched to other things.

I’m going to talk about public service, I think. You all know about the writers strike, right? Well, in my oppinion, they don’t, wait they do, they shouldn’t have the right to strike. Those people are providing a service to us, the service being quality T.V. When they strike they take away the quality of T.V. and happiness of us. It’s almost like if hospital staff go on strike, where are the patients giong to go? They should not be aloud to do that. People could die because of them,  they are providing a service that cannot be replaced. When the writers go on strike they cause us pain and take something away, and that isn’t fair. Why do they do it? For personal gain, they’re not going on strike to get better T.V. programs or cheaper cable for everyone. NO. They decide to go on strike to get more money for maybe 300 people, most likely less.

I think the procuxtion companies like NBC and CBS are the idiots for not hiring new writers coming out of college and saying “Adios,” to the old ones, that’ll teach ‘em. They’re like, “What happened?” “Oh we don’t need you no more so bye.” Then the writers are like “Oh crap I lost my career, I’m living on the street. My wife is going to kill me.” So they ask for their jobs back and NBC gives them back, for the same pay! 

So, if you read my blog when it first came out, you will have read that I don’t have a passion. That is no longer true; I now do have a passion, a passion for playing guitar. I started playing guitar almost two years ago, but that guitar teacher taught me only one song in about six months. After winter vacation last year I got a new, awesome guitar teacher. He started off teaching me more than one song so that I didn’t get bored and that was great, because after playing La Bomba like 300 times it kind of get boring. Since starting with him I have learned at least ten songs at full speed and a few more, very slow, not a lot, but in the past few months I have improved a lot and will learn a song almost every class. The reason I have started to get into guitar is I have been inspired, by my uncles and Mark Wagner. My uncles, because they are really cool and can just basically pick up a guitar and play awesome classics. One of them is also amazingly talented and can listen to a song and play it after maybe two times of listening to it, I think he might be able to play Through Fire and Flames, but I’m not sure. That was the spark, wanting to be like them, especially the one, but Mark wagner was the fuel. He’s an amazing guitar player who has written so many songs and can play so many as well. He is also just an amazing person.

Right now I have a classical guitar and one of my dreams is to collect guitars and keep every one. I don’t think that my parents will by me another guitar, so I’m going to have to buy it. What I want is a steel string acoustic so that I can get a better feel for playing an electric guitar and so that I can play songs that are electric guitar songs, better. Another reason I want a new guitar is because steel string guitars are REALLY nice. 

Uknown This picture I took at Arenal about 4 months ago, when I was there with my aunts and uncles. We saw something in the trees that we thought was a sloth at first, but it didn’t move. You may be thinking, okay, sloth’s don’t move, buddy, well this sloth was swinging in a tree at least ten feet back and forth. So then we were like okay, maybe its like one of those weird hairy beehives you sometimes see. We decided against that when we saw how much hair it really had. It went back and forth like that for a while with a few other things thrown in there by my aunt, now she thinks she knows things, but she doesn’t so we kind of just kept those at the back of our minds, because there always is a possibility she’s right.  I chose this picture because, well, to me it represents the unknown, the things out there in this world we know “so much” about and the things on the outside, in outer space. Creepy, huh. I don’t know why it hit me this hard really, when I was thinking of what photo to use in this essay I was thinking of taking one of the inside of a lens cap, to represent nothing, because I don’t get the camera very often and when I do I take pictures of everything, not anything interesting, ANYTHING, I have taken at least fifty of my foot, which is one of the grossest feet I have ever seen. Whoa, I’ve gotten off subject like 20 times. Anyway, then I thought of this picture and I was just like, YES! This will work. The unknown is scary yet interesting, kind of like trying a new food for the first time, you’re intrigued by the tastes, but you’re also scared that the next bight will make you puke.  

Scientist: I think I chose this because as a scientist, you get to create things. From two chemicals, you can create a new chemical. I think another reason, was because of my friend, who introduced me to the idea of testing things with chemicals, like air and water. I was a major tree hugger at the time and wanted to save the environment. I also wanted to work with robots, and build the biggest robot ever to help the army.Robot Engineer: As I think I stated in a previous blog, I watched Robot Wars almost every day when I got home from school. This helped to fuel this desire to build a fighting robot. I also wanted to do this because robots were all over in Ripley’s Believe it or not and Guinness World Records, so I thought “How Cool!” The robot I was thinking of building had a sledge hammer with blades, of course, and a machine gun. I think this dream was lost once I realized I would need a bigger robot than was aloud to do that. Chef: I wanted to be a chef once we got Dish satellite and Food Network. I was watching Emeril Live, he was making amazing food and I just had to be like him. Once this started I would watch Food network everyday, and learned to cook a few things as well. French toast was the first and is still my favorite thing to cook.Teacher: The reason I wanted to be a teacher is because I never want to grow up and I thought being a teacher would help me accomplish that. I also wanted to teach in places where people don’t get the best education they can, so that I could help some people go to college.Psychologist: I wanted to be a psychologist because, again, I wanted to help people. Plus I watch criminal minds, and I think it would be cool to know how the mind works and be able to figure out what people are doing, just by how they act.Chef, again: Today I am deciding between chef and guitarist. I think the reasons I want to be a chef are, you get to create new things and I love to eat. I think it’s also because I want to be self employed and not working for a big multi-national corporation like my father. I want to see my children and make my own schedule not be forced to work certain hours.Guitarist: This, as well, is another career where you get to be creative and create new things. Another thing about guitar is it is calming. Sometimes when I’m playing I just get immersed in the music and can’t do anything but close my eyes and play.

This weekend I went to La Montana for a Wyldlife camp. If you don’t know what Wyldlife is, it’s a christian youth group. The groups isn’t all preaching though, when you go to Wyldlife club you play games sing songs, and you just have an awesome time with your friends, then finally you have a small, basic christian lesson. The camp I went to was absolutely amazing. For those of you who don’t know where it is, La Montana is about three hours from CDS on the way to Arenal. So, the camp, when you enter there is like a bus stop area where you get off the bus and gather to go down to the camp, it is also where you gather to get on the bus. Then you walk down this very steep hill to go to a gym, the steep hill is awesome on the way up because it’s extremely long and steep so you can get people to think you are so awesome by helping them with their bags, I did it and my mom got an email telling her how awesome I am. Okay, back to the setting, the gym has a basketball court/skating rink, a snack area, a rock wall, and some ping-pong tables. After the gym you walk down some stairs and you get on this path that leads to the cafeteria/chapel, if you keep on the path you come to the girl’s cabins and then a while later the boy’s cabins. When we got there we walked down to the gym and played a game where we would run across the room and the first team to the other side won. After that we walked down to our cabins and chilled for about twenty minutes before dinner. For dinner we had the most horrid, gross pizza ever, the chef had put onions and red and green peppers in the sauce, the only good part of the dinner was the rice. After dinner we had wyldlife club where we sang and played some games. The musician this year was Mark Wagner, and let me tell you, he is amazing and he is just an awesome person. After the games and songs, Stephen…last name unknown came on stage and talked to us, oh and he had gotten to know my cabin while waiting in line for dinner and he is just awesome. Then we went back to the cabins to have cabin time. Our group was so into the discussion that we went about a half hour over time. After cabin time, there is always skating in the gym, but only a few people went to the gym the rest of us stayed and chilled in the cabin, playing guitar and talking. When Nick came back from skating, we brushed our teeth and got ready for bed, we were up till like one AM talking about…anything really. The next morning we went to breakfast, and had club, then afterwards we went and did the high ropes course, amazing. You basically tight rope walk through different obstacles and on a balance beam. The people there are super strict, it was sooo annoying, we couldn’t even jounce the chord. After that we went and played belly bumper frisbee and giant volleyball. Lunch was after that with and then came Gladiator and balloon volleyball, gladiator is like the funnest thing ever, I think that if I ever get a pool in my backyard it will be a permanent feature, sweet, right? So then after that we played some pool games which were okay. The best part is right now, we went to the mud obstacle course, oh how fun, it’s so hard to explain so if it doesn’t sound fun, it is. What happens is you jump into mud and go through obstacles. It was so hard for some people to get off, they would shower for like 20 minutes in showers that are like numbing and there would still be a lot of dirt on them. Dinner was pretty good, wyldlife was soo much fun, we sang our hearts out to since you’ve been gone. Then we went skating and bought Mark Wagner’s CD. Oh, and after wyldlife we had cabin time again, not as good as the night before but still awesome. The next morning, we basically packed ate and then left, which was really sad. I hated leaving Lars because I won’t see him for such a long time, but I know I will someday. To make things worse, this week has been long and boring, until today when we went and played video games at Nick’s.<!– –>