Who is me? Or who am I?

I see you...

But do you see me?

I haven't posted in a while because I just haven't had this as a priority. Now that I am typing I am regreting all of it... It is so calm to sit down at a keyboard and just be able to relax and just put feelings onto a blog. 

This isn't scary to me, mainly because I haven't posted as much personal stuff. I could go into depth but I am usually a really open person. So to try to make this scarier for me and to try and prolong it as long as possible I will tell you guys about my sophmore year... Most people would be scared to death about just going to high school. I was the same, but in a different way. The day before my sophmore year started my parents decided that I needed to go to a rehabilitation facility. They had good reasoning and I sortof wanted to go.  My brother had gone through as well and I saw it as a big sleepover.  Most of the kids there had gone into drugs a lot. But for me it was different I was not at a drug rehabilitation facility for drugs... ( In fact I have never done drugs) (My idea of drugs is abusing anything) I was there for behavioral problems, I had gotten into fights with my parents a lot. So I got sent there at an inpatient facility (Staying on location) I went in there on August 19, 2013. I was picked up that moring at 10:30 am and was taken by 2 huge tongan guys. They were really nice but very intimidating. When I was there I had no privacy. You had to have someone inspect you before you did anything to make sure you weren't going to self harm. It was a really rough life there. There were a lot of really strict rules there. I was inpatient till 2nd semester... It was really hard to try and fit in after everybody had started to make friends. Luckily my best friend had stuck around waiting for me and I got to become amazing friends with the group that he had chosen. 

I hadn't graduated that facility till October 23rd 2014. (431 days) Mostly because I just hadn't payed attention and didn't care when I graduated due to low motivation. When everything is taken away from you it is really a blessing to get all the little things back. Like girls not being able to wear makeup there. Or being able to listen to music for 3-4 months... Then you will be able to be greatful for all the little things in life.

Now to get to the reveal... 

also known as PICTURE TIME

This is where I am most comfortable at... This is where I go to just escape the world, when I need to be able to just relax and just game... 

Yes I am a gamer... I have spent around  $1,200 for a gaming PC. I am not always gaming, I enjoy watching other's game. If you ask me why I enjoy other people game take a look at this very true picture...

I may get yelled at nelson for playing clash of clans but I still enjoy the game...

( Him yelling (verbally expressing his opinion) towards me actually made me get a whole new meaning of the class, not just an easy class. But a very true and humbling experience. I have learned to actually enjoy classes instead of just escaping them...)

Even though you have seen a picture doesn't mean you know who I am... I am not usually the loud kid in class. And I don't volunteer for almost anything.

I don't like getting my picture taken... But when I do I make it memorable.

Yes, my friends are probably the craziest you will meet. But they are my home away from home. I feel more comfortable sharing things with them than anyone else. Even my parents.

I can now comfortably say, I am Zach Ostler

Or as you guys know me, I am Matt Zagursky

Now that you have seen me. Enjoy my blog...

(More posts to come tonight Soon... I have to catch up...)