My name is Kristine Tirone. My goal is to do something I never thought I'd be able to do. Meaning, I never thought I'd even get close to having the opportunity to leave the country, or be involved with a class in this way. Setting standards for myself and working towards something is a new thing for me. I'm writing this blog to raise money to send my class to Costa Rica. Our class, as a whole, is trying to fundraise over $15,000. This will fund everything from our food, a place to stay, to our flight.

I'm getting a new understanding of what it's like to deserve what you work for. Before, I would sit back and let everyone do the work and I would take the credit. My personal struggles got in the way of my everyday functioning. My focus on education was lost to my other struggles. Not only was I not understanding the work, but I had an increasingly low work ethic. This all started to change over the summer of 2010. Bryan, my teacher, makes it known that he has an extremely low tolerance for slackers. I didn't want to disappoint him, and this motivation was new to me.

I realize as my interactions with people started to change, I started to as well. Bryan always expected nothing but good things from me, and I've given him nothing but that. I suppose if you feel a certain way or act a certain way, you become a certain way. From there it's history, ever since I've excelled in my school work and always do what I say I will. You're only as good as your word.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Home Again

Now I'm home and I can't get Costa Rica out of my head. I look back on all the work I've done, and hard work truly pays off. I tell everyone about my adventures with my class while in Costa Rica. Most just "ooh, and ah," and other travelers tell me I have the " bug." Apparently it's what you get when you love traveling. My friends mom has been all over the world, and she says she can see it in my eyes.

I went to Costa Rica a shy 17 year old girl. I came back a rejuvenated, calm, young woman. I realize now that the world is my play ground. In Costa Rica the wind just blows a certain way against your skin. If I closed my eyes I'd feel like I was on a cliff, standing on the edge. When i opened them I'd realize I was standing still in a field of long grass. But at the same time felt dangerous.

The sky's are so deep and the clouds are so puffy, it feels like your looking into the sky forever. The plane ride back was a hard one because I just found thins new person, and this new place. My friends mom was right, I have the "bug." I'll be back to Costa Rica, and hopefully see many other things in my life time. Pura Vida.

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