Hey guys, Stevie Spain here
Haven't seen you all in a while! or ever for that matter. I'm sorry I haven't been here, I've been either busy or extremely tired lately at night, which is when I usually write my blogs. It is actually extremely late right now, I'm not entirely sure why I'm doing this. I guess I forced myself to do it. I have not written in about three or four days. Well, here is a quick recap.
June 7, 2013 FRIDAY:
On Friday I went to a paintball field down in Mexico. I had never gone there before, and I had always wanted to go there. I had heard many good things from it, and quite honestly I didn't really know what I expected it. I sure wasn't disappointed, however. The field, "Baja Paintball," had seven or eight fields. I am still not entirely sure, all I know is that it was huge. Off of the top of my head, I can remember about let's see, one, two, three... four... five... six, seven, eight. There we go, I can remember about 8 fields off of the top of my head. The fields were massive, and they were quite a change-up from the fields I used to go to which were some very small ones. It only had a field or two too. It was actually quite sad. This one really was a lot of fun. On top of all that, I went there with some friends so we had a blast. No one else came but us, so we basically had the whole entire place to ourselves. It was crazy, I didn't expect such no one to go. Then again, it was early on a Friday morning, and most people had still not gone on summer vacation.
I came home and as soon as a I crossed the border my phone starting ringing and rigning with texts, calls, Facebook notifications, you name it. There was everything! My friend had invited me over to her pool. I thought,"sure, why not?" So I went, and surely enough it was a lot of fun. We spent most of the night in the jacuzzi with three friends of mine, including her. We had a pretty relaxing night, an excellent way to soften up after a hard's day work at the paintball field. We laughed, smiled, and had an overall amazing time. I took my friend home afterwards and that was the end of it.
June 8,9, 2013 Saturday and Sunday
I had an extremely slow weekend, not as eventful as Friday. I do not know why it was so slow, I think it was because I spent so much of it with my family. We have been hanging out a lot lately, maybe it is because of the fact that I am at my house all day now with summer going through.
On Saturday I woke up nice and late. I had nothing to do, I played some guitar and my mind thought it would be a good idea to play some good old Starcraft II. I played some, and then my mom called me; she said I had to get ready. "What the hell Mom?! For what?" I said. She said that I had to attend my sister's academic awards. She is graduating from 8th grade and I am guessing my mom believes that because it is our last time ever going there to celebrate something ours as a family, I have to go. I ended up driving there, so I was actually quite pleased. I also met my friend who happened to be there, and I said hi to all my ex-teachers. It wasn't all too bad, I must admit. I had some fun, and I actually really enjoy saying hello to all my friends and teachers. Some people hate saying Hi to their old teachers, which I honestly can't understand. I am guessing it is because for so long they hated them, but after you graduate, what really can they do to you? There is nothing to be afraid of.
Sunday I went to Tijuana. Again. I celebrated my cousin's 19th birthday. I always wonder why she isn't drinking, because 18 is the legal age in Mexico. It baffles me. I don't particularly enjoy drinking, but I don't see why she hasn't found something that suits her taste. I've tried a lot of drinks over my lifetime, some from friends others from parents, and I am yet to find something I especially enjoy. I believe champagne is my favorite so far. Anyway, we ate at a restaurant and we had food there. It was OK, but the hours passed by slowly. There wasn't much to do. I came home and Skyped with a couple of friends.
June 10, 2013. Monday.
Yesterday, ugh I'm falling asleep here. It is quite a struggle doing something at one in the morning. Focus Stevie, focus now. OK, let's go. What did I do yesterday? Oh wait, I'm writing this at one in the morning. Technically today was Monday, but right now it is Tuesday. My computer really confused me there, Wow. I'm telling you guys, as a piece of advice; never do anything at one in the morning. If any of you have seen the TV series "How I Met Your Mothers," there is something that Ted always says: If it is after 2AM; go to sleep. Except in my case, it is after 1AM.
Anyway, I attended my sister's graduation. It was really more of an emotional experience now seeing my sister graduate than when I myself graduated. I do not know why, I just felt a lot more connected this year. I believe it was because of the better speeches given by the Valedictorian and Salutatorian, as well as the change of priest giving the sermon. I could actually relate to the priest. I could actually understand him. and for that, I give him props to you my good sir.
After the graduation, I received an invite to the mall from my friends. They were going to celebrate one of my friend's birthday, which was the day after, Tuesday. I was barely able to go, being able to get a ride last minute from my friend. My parents couldn't take me because my sister was going to a graduation party. At the mall, we played hide and seek inside of Macy's (which we got kicked out), we hung out at a cookie shops (which we got kicked out), and we also went to California Pizza Kitchen (we didn't get kicked out!). It was a lot of fun, and I met a new friend. She was a little cute too, I believe so, but I can't be entirely sure. Her Facebook photos don't seem to match the face I had seen in person. I really hate it when that happens. It is the worst.
Taken was a great movie too. After all this, I have the nerve to go ahead and watch a movie. Taken is about Liam Neeson getting angry at some kidnappers, because they kidnapped her daughter, which is completely understandable. However, rather than entertain me, it got me thinking: do all parents love their children like Lian Neeson loved his daughter in the movie? Would all parents go through this much pain and emotional wear, as well as physical in order to retrieve their daughter/son? Is the love for their children so great that they would murder countless men in cold blood so that they could once again see their children? These are questions that arose in my mind as I saw the movie. The love must be unimaginable. Unfortunately you are on the blog of a fifteen year old boy, and I yet do not have the answer to that.
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