Passions!

I was sleeping in the bed having a beautiful dream, when suddenly something interrupted me. It was a horrible phone alarm that my friend had forgotten to turn off. It was 4 o’clock in the morning and that annoying alarm was on, I was seriously angry, so I just shouted to my friend to turn off that alarm because if she didn’t I was going to get seriously mad, more than I was. However after she turned off the alarm, I felt asleep again. Suddenly my friend heard all my other classmates shouting outside in the hotel. We all woke up and realize that we needed to go now, or the bus was going to leave us. I took a shower really fast, I put on my clothes and I was ready to start the adventure. We first went to have breakfast and to be honest; I didn’t really like the food. It was the same we had the day before, but at least the juice was much better. Besides, the fruit was good and most of my friends didn’t want to eat, so I ate it all. After having breakfast, finally we were going to go to water rafting, it was going to be so cool. I couldn’t wait to get there, I couldn’t stop smiling and singing because I was so excited. However, all the way there, we sang and took pictures and jump all over the bus. Finally we got there. Even though I had done it before, it was going amazing. The first time I did it was incredible and scary. I thought I was going to fell off the boat and die, but I didn’t and it was great. So we all got prepared to start the adventure. Before going down to the river, they explained us all the procedures and what to do in case we felt off the boat and all that boring things, but remember that they are important and after that we finally got to the river.  The water was really cold, but the sun was out, so it wasn’t that cold at all.  I was really excited, when we made the groups; we were three girls and two boys. So we went to the boat and they arrange us. Since I was the smallest one, they put me at the back part of the boat.  We finally started, we were water rifting and we were having a great time. My group started to plan getting off the boat and swimming in the river pretending it was all an accident so we wouldn’t get punish. It so cool, first one of the boys pretended to fell of the boat and when the other one was helping him to get on, he felt too and so on we all felt and started swimming. The river wasn’t that cold anymore and it was pretty fun. After a while is was time to get on the boat again because the river was getting dangerous, so we continued our trip in the river on the boat. Later on, we decided to jump again and that time, all the boats were empty because all the other groups had jump off their boats too. However, finally they took us to a waterfall were we took pictures, swam and chill. It was really good the waterfall was incredible. After a while we needed to go back and continue rafting. Suddenly in the last part one of my group members felt and it was real; he wasn’t doing it on purpose. When he went back to the boat, he was shocked, it was pretty funny because he didn’t speck that so he was very scared. Unfortunately the exciting trip through the wild river ended, well not that wild, but it was cool. So we went to lunch and finally the food was good! I don´t remember what it was and by not remember I am realizing I don’t have a really good memory, but who cares, it was delicious. So we ended the water rafting and went back to the hotel where we continued our journey.

It was a beautiful and everything was so calm. It was so quiet, no cars, no screaming, there wasn’t a lot of noise at the point that I was able to hear the birds and the entire environment. I was wondering why it was so calm and it was because it was 4 o’clock in the morning. I ready to go to a beautiful place call Manuel Antonio, which is a gorgeous beach in Costa Rica. It was finally the day; I was going on my school field trip. Finally at the school, there was noise, the sound of all the excited kids talking, screaming, laughing, the sound of the buses, now it wasn’t calm as it was before, but I was happy. To get to the first part of trip we took a long time because the other bus decided not to work and got out of order, so we waited for a long time in which we sang, sweat, sleep and do a bunch of other stuff, well not a lot of things because we didn’t that long, but still for me it was like an eternity. Finally, the bus arrived and we continued with our long trip.  Finally we were able to bread fresh air and stretch our legs. I was so excited; we were finally in the canopy. The first thing we did was having breakfast, I didn’t like and since I had eaten already in my house, I decided not to eat again, well only the fruit. However after, we filled up our stomach with the food and got fat of all we ate, we finally went to the next part. They divided us in two groups, one was going to commit suicide by throwing themselves as superman to the forest, thinking they were going to be able to fly and the other group, the one of the normal kids, was going to do canopy, which are a bunch of lines that go from one tree to another. But, about the first group I just kidding, the first groups was going zip line, which you throw yourself as superman, but you are attach to something. However, we went to our groups and the adventure began.  It was exciting and it was really hot, but it was worth it. After we finish doing the canopy, we went on to have delicious food and again put fat in our body. While we were eating, I demonstrated my super talents by doing lemonade. Since there was only water and a bad juice, I decided I was going to do my own beverage, so I did my lemonade and even though it wasn’t that good, it definitely tasted better than just water, or that horrible juice. After eating, we went to an amazing place where you get lost a bunch of times, trying to find an exit, but at the end is so fun that you want to repeat it. If you don’t know what I am talking about, I was talking about a maze. In my opinion it was something so cool and the best thing was that you got wet and since it was so hot, it was just like heaven. We all got pretty wet and after doing the maze a bunch times, we went on to walk in the park. We watch a lot of animals, did a long walk that seemed like if we were in a desert, but after all those things, we went back to the buses. The day at the park was amazing, it was something that I will never forget and after that we finally got to the hotel.  The excited day ended in the hotel and we all settle down, went to our rooms, again put fat in our bodies and finally get to go under the bed and have good dreams, waiting for the next day to begin.

Music is something that I hear every day. As every single person I listen to music. I love it, is just something that relaxes me and entertains me a lot. It takes me to another world and all the things that surround me doesn’t matter, the only thing that matter is the music. I just feel in another world in a peaceful world and this might sound silly, but sometimes I just feel that I am having dream and I just don’t want it to end. Moving on, today in class while we were discussing about voice when you write, they read something that one of my classmates wrote and it said that once his father had told him that every song is a story and every album is a book.  I thought it was something really interesting. I never thought about that, so I thought it was going to be interesting to write in my blog. I totally agree with it because it is true that every song has a history, is just that we never have time to stop and think about that and putting all the songs together makes a book. However, I like to listen to every type of music except for heavy metal. Music is something that I couldn’t live without. Is just so addictive and makes me feel so much comfortable. Besides, I love the messages of some songs. For example there is a song in Spanish, which is called “lejos de aqui” and it tells you that if we don’t act now and try to solve all the problems that we have like global warming later on we are not going to be able to save the world and to stop it because is going to be too late. However, songs can also make you feel better, for example sometimes when I am sad and I hear a song it confronts me because of the lyrics. Besides, a song can express so many feelings. That is another thing that I like about music, it can express so many feelings at one time and sometimes the songs tell a little story that can change your perception about something or can change your feelings. Another thing that I love of music is the videos that they make for the songs. I don’t know why, but I just love how they turn the song into a video. That is pretty much what I can say and I could not be able to live without music at this point in my life.

     This is a video that I really like. I love it because of how it is and how he draws himself in the piece of paper and since I really like to draw, I think is really cool. However, I also like the song and how they play the guitar and I like the rhythm that it has. The song is called Drive and the groups that sings it is called Incubus.
                           http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7zN9vd9WUiA&feature=related

          As I always start my first sentence, painting is one of my passions too. Since I was little I always liked to paint like every single kid.  I continued painting as I grow up and I became better. I wouldn’t say that my drawings are amazing because I think they are not and obviously there are better people them me. I’m just like all the other kids and I don’t go to art classes or things like that.  I just draw when I don’t have anything else to do or when I really want to do it. However, most of the time, I draw with pencil, not with paints. Moving on, this year in literature class we read a book called “Lord of the Flies”. It was a very interesting book and after reading it the teacher assigned us a project. The project was about painting a shirt that symbolizes things from the book and finding quotes that represented symbolism and combined them with the pictures we drew. I was really happy. I was going to do a project about something that I really like to do. I was really excited about drawing a shirt and I started to plan everything ahead.  When we started drawing I was really happy because it was something that I liked to do and it was something different from what we do in class every day. At the end Ii was really happy with the outcome of my shirt, but after seeing the shirts of my friends, I was embarrassed because some of them were so cool.  However, I was happy with my shirt and proud of it, even though it was not amazing as some of the other shirts. On the contrary, I really like to draw and I hope to become better and better, in other words to improve and continue drawing.

This is a picture that I drew several years ago.

    You could say that writing is one of my passions too. I really like to write stuff, but like poems and stories, not things that I am assign to do. I don’t like it because sometimes you need to research for it and that is kind of boring, but still I like to write. I love to express myself and to get all my emotions out. For examples when I am sad I write poems or I just write what I feel and that makes me feel so much better because sometimes when you need to talk to someone you just simply can because everybody is busy and there is always a pencil and a paper available. So that is helpful because you just write and let all your emotions out. That is why writing is one of my passions; it lets me feel much better in tough times. But I think that I like to write poems more than anything else and even though I´m not that good, I still like to do it.
         For example: one time, I wrote a poem when my uncle died. I was really sad and didn’t know what to do. I was so confused I didn’t know if to cry or not cry. I just couldn’t believe it, it was something that completely change me as person. It was the first time I had seen my dad cry and since then I learned to value more the people that are around me because you never know if you are going be with them for the rest of your life. However the poem that I wrote made me feel more comfortable because I realize that he was in a better world now and that he wasn’t suffering anymore. This is one of the poems that I wrote when my uncle died. (If you want to do any corrections of punctuation or anything else, go ahead.)

I was sitting on a chair
when I saw something in the air,
my mom pass by
she was crying and I didn’t know why.
Suddenly my dad came to me
and started talking,
I didn’t know what was happening.
Suddenly I heard those words
and everything went wrong.
My uncle was dead,
I said to myself and went to my bed.
I started crying,
but then I started thinking
and I needed to continue my life
even though he was in the sky.