My life has changed

Ok, so it’s night, I’m sitting, here, in my balcony, just looking to outside, many cars, everybody is doing something today, of course, it’s Friday, how can I be right here writing a blog for my extra credit points? It’s sad, but it’s okay. There are many buildings and lights on, a dark sky, I can see those grays clouds, like a sad day, or it’s sad for me, I don’t know; I’m listening music, I feel how the music makes me feel like in another world. I was listening a nice song, a song that remember me some place, yes, my country, Colombia.

I can’t believe yet where I am! I can remember that warm nights or some days really cold nights in my city; see all those people walking around, without any fair about what will happen to them, there is no risk; I remember those sunsets, with that big and hot specie of circle that is yellow and lights all, they call it sun; I remember those beautiful, white and big clouds giving different forms; when I was a little kid I used to lay down and find many figures in those clouds, OMG, what magnificent sky I can remember, that light blue, occupying around; those beautiful trees planted on the streets and grass; those birds, singing their amazing melodies; those gentile people that ask you how you are and taking care of you, I remember that smell of pure air, like there is no contamination, you feel how the oxygen pass for your nose, and you smell like you are in a paradise; I remember those farmhouses with humble people, people who cares about their country, and culture, people who don’t care about their economic situation, they do all they  can to make a good future and be someone in the life; I remember my family, my dad, grandma, cousins, aunts, uncles, friends, school, food, etc. that always make my cry, I miss them. this is like another world, this is not my reality, I don’t belong here, this is not my country, my culture, the food I like, the people I know, the place I want, I don’t feel like I belong here.

It´s really incredible how different are two countries that are not so far, it’s like changing all, I’m not the same person here, I don’t act like the same person who I am in my country. It’s hard, here are many fake people, nobody can understand what I fell, and what is this; they think that is too easy, that is just meet new friends and meet new people, they think it is the same, but it’s not. I guess if someone here goes to another country will feel like I do, or maybe not, I don’t know.

As they are proud of their country, I’m proud of mine, I think that there is any place that can compare with my beautiful country, Colombia. For me it is, for you can be not, but those are my feelings. I remember those trips to “La Costa”, damn, really far, 12 hours in a car, really bored, but who cares? It is the shore!! Beach, parties, everything; there every day is party day. The most thing I like when I’m in the car is look the landscape, those beautiful mountains, the Andes Mountains, those flowers, that you just see it there, an amazing flora and fauna, GOD! I wish I can be there right now. My life has changed, it’s not the same, I want to go to my amazing country, being in the airplane and from above see that wonderful paradise, those rivers, animal, trees, etc. I don’t want to see only buildings, and publish like here; I want to see camp, that’s what I like. I know miss Kelsey maybe understand me, she obviously miss her country and city, she talks a lot about her amazing city, she is proud of Minnesota, and it’s really cool, I’m proud of my country too.

I like Guatemala, it’s nice, but for me, there is no going to be a better country than mine, and better people than the Colombian people.

Miss Kelsey, this is for extra credit  points