Welcome Words, Last Post ("Wait... what?" you might be confused)

Today we had the last class of English level 4, it was a really funny class. But it was also a quite sad goodbye. This song came to my head (so much melodrama hahaha).

Teacher told me that there was one entry missing on my blog. So this is it, the one that talks about who i am, and what is this blog about. It should be the first post, as a presentation, but it may be useful for someone who will find my blog now. So here it goes:

My name is Jaime Ignacio Molina Gómez, i'm the third Jaime Molina in a row, my grandpa was an architect and my father works in construction too, i spent all my childhood dreaming about becoming an architect too (i wanted to be a paleontologist too, i thought that i could be both, i loved dinosaurs).

I grew up, i used to draw a lot, i didn't paid atention to any class through my whole school and highschool. I did a lot of stupid comics, some bad animations (made with paint and powerpoint hahaha), then i started to write stories. I was really proud of them, i am, but something was missing, it was sound and movement, light, image. So i decided to become a moviemaker. Television raised me, the simpsons educated me and made me the clown of the class.

I am a lover. I've been on solid and long relationships, i am in one now, it's just the best thing i do (but i've made some awful mistakes(just a pair (i'm not that messy))). Everyone think i'm crazy, even i do. Actually i love it, but, sometimes it's hard to be so different.

I have many good friends, mostly in Talca, my hometown, where almost everyone in my family lives too. My awesome girlfriend lives there too. Not talking about Talca, it wouldn't be a good description of me. I grew up on the country, near Talca, i get to the city when i had 11 years, i used to ride my bike all day, i know every corner of the city (but now, it's all changing so fast). It's not a beautiful city, it doesn't have many atractive places or buildings, but it keeps my story, and the story of my loved ones, friends and much more. If you wake up early and if you climb El Cerro De La Virgen, you'll see an awesome view of the valley, of Claro river through that awesome forest.

"I drive on her streets
'Cause she's my companion
I walk through her hills
'Cause she knows who I am
She sees my good deeds
And she kisses me windy (...) 
At least I have her love
The city she loves me (...)"
(Under The Bridge by Red Hot chili peppers)

It may be random, but this is a summary of who i am. This blog is really emotional, because some of the stuff here written comes from the heart and old memories. If you want to know me better, reading this blog will make half the work. :)

My English Language Challenges

I think i'm good at writing, at least in the informal way. I have been chatting with people around the world since a few years ago, and i have made a couple of friends doing it. I also have a friend (my best friend in the world), she is Chilean as me, but we chat almost everyday in English. It's really weird when we chat in Spanish.

Once i met a man on "Chat roulette" (a web page where you can chat by webcam), i was with a friend of mine. It was a really funny chat, i told him i am studying cinema and he said that he was working at movies in USA (he said that he was helping on the second "Night at the museum" and such). His girlfriend was sleeping in the back and she was asking him to shut up and to go to sleep, we were all having a good time talking so he tried to do less noise. Then he took some strange white dust and he sniffed it, it looked like cocaine, he was drinking and smoking weed. He told us that he was doing it just for teaching us to avoid drugs and behave. By that time my friend was asleep and morning sun was coming in.

I suck at speeches, i just don't have done the practice for doing it well. I've been having a lot of trouble with the videos, i never had a (large/real) conversation with someone whose mother tongue is English, or with someone who can speak it right. Although i can sing, i'm able to rap some really hard lyrics from Red Hot Chili Peppers (like "Can't stop" or "Around the world"), my greater challenge is to be able to talk naturally with someone in English and not having mistakes or feeling shy.

My own Fears

Everybody shows a brave side of self, but the truth is we are ALL afraid of something. Some fears are rational issues, but some others aren't.

I was a really shy kid and i used to be afraid of everything: fire, dogs, heights, the ocean, bugs, robbers, darkness and many other things. I was especially afraid of horror movies, it took me too long (it was really late) to realize and accept that those stories were all fake. 

I grew up in the country. There were many bees and other flying insects, they loved to bite me and no other one: i was bitten by bugs almost everyday of my childhood. I can't let go of that fear. I love animals, but i can't get close to bees and wasps. I knew, later, that spiders liked to eat flying insects. Today i love spiders, i had a few as pets, i like them to walk on my hands. I hate when they appear on my face with no warming though. 

We used to have really happy holidays, with a huge family together on Christmas, but, facing Santa Claus on Christmas eve, it freaked me out to think about it. If you were a child: Wouldn't you be afraid to meet a really fat old stranger in your house, in the middle of the dark?  

Anyway, i grew up and i embraced my fears. I started to enjoy some pain and feelings i used to run away from. I started to love the dark, for example, i went to places my cousins and friends were so afraid of getting at night. I found peace in those places.

When you realize that you could die any day, you stop fearing death. And your fear centers in other stuff like "What would happen to my dear ones if i die today?", "What have i done in my life?", "What if i loose my loved ones?", "What if the world is based on lies and hate?", "What if i'm alone in the universe and nothing has sense?", "What if i'm not good enough for this world ?" or "What if i'm not good enough for this person?", etc... 

One last thing... I can't fully enjoy roller-coasters and the thought of getting on an airplane may help me pee. Hahaha!