More fights and a flight
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So as all this awesome stuff is going in my life, there is also some lame stuff going on:
Blake and i had been friends since high school, but we weren't the type of friends that could hang out day after day after day. We would butt heads and get sick of each other too easily. i mentioned our first fight, which got a little physical. Well, throughout the days, the fighting continued. We would fight about the dumbest things, but we couldn't help it, we pushed each other's buttons. Blake would often simply not eat dinner with the family and i some nights. Other nights he would lock himself in his room and read a book while i stayed up dancing and hanging out with the neighbors. Then one night he just snapped.
i was at Adriana's house with Magaly and Blake. It was a Friday night, and we were planning to visit Arenal the next morning.
Somehow Blake and i got in a stupid argument. i was being really calm and not yelling like him, but i wasn't going to back down, because i've always got to be a bit stubborn about keeping my dignity. Well, Blake was yelling about crap, and the girls asked him to leave, so he went home and went to bed. An hour later, I called it a night and went to bed.
Well, 30 minutes after i go to bed, Blake wakes me up and tells me he's leaving. i was drunk and sleeping, so i said something like "Shut up, we'll talk about it in the morning." But he was like, "No, i'm leaving right now.
Well, this really upset me. "What do you think the family is going to think when they wake up and you're gone?" i asked him. "They're going to think it's they're fault. They'll think they're not accomodating enough or that they weren't good hosts. i don't want them to think that. You're the one that's not right, it's not their fault. Just show some respect and wait until the morning to leave.
He never came back. i postponed my trip to Arenal and spent the weekend hanging out with the family's church group. Italy won the World Cup. I went to the birthplace of Don Pepe. I played Scrabble with the kids. But Blake never came back.
Well, it just so happened that new volunteers arrived that Monday. Blake was replaced by Danica (that might be spelled wrong), Lisa, Francois and Katarina. These people were all very cool and very unique. Danica was an economics professor, and he ended up being a good mentor for me -- a good role model for me to look up to. Francois ended up being really cool, but we had conflicting personalities, so i knew we couldn't spend more than a weekend traveling together ;) Everyone was cool. Everyone is cool. Life is what you make it. Pura vida.
Blake leaving ended up being a blessing in disguise. i had no one to speak English with at the house, so i began perfecting my Spanish. i had to work really hard to translate my feelings.
Maybe i'll write about all of those stories and more later in this blog, but i'm ready to end it soon. Writing this out is more time consuming than experiencing it! i'll add one more post about Costa Rica's holiest day, Dia de La Virgin de Los Angeles!
Oh, and once Luis had to go back to the work, we started helping out working at a medical clinic and at an elementary school in Piedades Norte. Again, a lot of stories, but no time to type them all out.