Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Birthday girl!! It's not my birthday ...

Birthday girl!! It's not my birthday yet but it's coming up soon. In about four months I will no longer be fifteen. Looking back it makes me uncomfortable to think how fast time has passed. I don't remember much about when I was a baby.I don't even remember much about when I was in first grade. I wish I did. I'm going on sixteen and I don't think I'm changing much.I don't know what my parents think of me but I don't see any changes. I felt a slight change when I was turning fifteen but not this year. When I turned fifteen I was supposed to have a big party. I was supposed to spend a year planning it. When my parents brought up the question "What do you want to do for your birthday?", there were only five months left to plan. I was really mad and I ended up not having a big party or a small party. None.
A few months after my fifteenth birthday I wanted to plan something for my sixteenth birthday. That didn't happen. There are four months left until my birthday and nothing is planned. I hope my coming up birthday doesn't end up like my last birthday. I guess I don't really like asking for much and I'm a very shy person so of course I haven't asked anybody about it. My mom knows how I felt about my last birthday. I don't really want something big but I do want to celebrate it. I don' want a gathering of just my family, even though I would put them before anybody, but I want it to be more than that. I want this birthday to be different from all the other ones but I know what to expect.
I don't ask for much so I hope I do get at least half of what I asked for.

Friday, December 4, 2009

Update

Falling behind. Maybe Just a little bit but if this lasts any longer then it will be bad. I'm doing good in all my classes except math. I do all my work in class, I do all my homework yet I still have a low grade. I need to bring it up before the semester is over or my parents will be upset. I will be upset too but I try not to be so hard on myself. My parents really push me to do better in school. I have no idea how many talks I had with my parents about my education. Sometimes I think they are to hard on me but I understand why they do it. I don't like it sometimes. It's like they think that I don't care about my future.
School is not even that hard. Eight hours of it monday through friday. It's just like work except we don't get paid for it. My parents always tell me "Your education is your payment" I guess that's right but I don't like it when they say that. They understand that school is like work and yet when they are tired from their work they say that they are more tired than we are.
My younger brother goes to my same school. At first I thought I would hate it but it's not as bad as I expected. I don't like it though. He is mybrother and I love him but I don't like having to see him all day. Sometimes you need a day away from your siblings. Last year was good. I only had to see him when I got home from school. It was better like that. This year I have to see him in the morning, at school, and after school. I don't really get time away from him except for weekends when my dad takes them out. Sometimes we need some time apart. I think he thinks the same about me.I'm not saying I hate seeing him so much but I'd like it if he went to another school.
Life right now is really good. I have the best friends, I have the perfect family, and I'm just loving life.

Friday, November 20, 2009

New

Every time some one asks me "What's new?" I always say nothing. Even though there is always something. Maybe not something big but something. I am not the kind of person that tells everybody everything. I keep to myself a lot. Sometimes I don't even tell my closest friends what's going on in my life. People always tell me what's going on with them though. I don't know why I'm like that. I like enjoy listening to people.
Well there are new things. One thing that's going on is that my auntie left to Mexico without telling anybody. She took my little cousin with her and I don't know when I am going to see them again. I miss them. They've been gone for about two months now and I haven't talked to any of them at all. I was really mad when I found out that she had left. The fact that she didn't tell anybody made me think of her as a child running away. Of course her husband knew about it but her other two sons did not.
Another thing is that I might be moving. It isn't official so I didn't tell anybody. I really don't want to move though. I have lived in Alameda for 5 years now and I have many real friends that I don't want to leave. I had told my parents that if I started high school ere then I was going to stay to finish it here. I don't know how many more reasons I'll have to give to convince them not to move or to at least make them wait two more years.
There was something else going on but I fixed it. There were to men that wanted me to study their religion. They were Mormon. I am catholic. They asked me if it was OK if they told me about their religion. I did not want to be rude so I said OK. A few days ago I called them and told them that I was not interested in learning about their religion anymore. It was so hard. I was so nervous. I didn't want to do it but I knew I had to. They were going to go to my grandma's house every saturday at 4 to meet with us if I didn't call them. Now it is all resolved and I'm done with that.I don't have to worry about any more problems with those guys.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Specific


This post is like a summary and analysis of my blog. In my first post my goal was to learn to explain what I think with enough detail. Well I think I'm doing better with that. I changed my subjects a lot and I noticed that I tend to think a lot about the future. What's going to happen or what I want to happen. I didn't think it would turn out like this. I thought I would end up writing about feelings or something like that. It was interesting to remember what I was thinking about when I wrote the posts. It didn't seem like I changed a lot so far. Maybe it's the subjects that I write about. Maybe they are not really opinions to me but facts.
I didn't think I would be able to do this post but it's easier than I thought. Seeing and reading over the few blog posts that I have done made me wonder if it would be easier to write about other subjects. I doubt it. I like blogging now. It's nothing that I would've thought of doing before but I like it. It seems like something I might keep doing even after I don't have to. Reading over everything made me think about my personality. I write about these things but they would never come up in my conversations. What I write about is very different from what I talk about. Writing this blog was a good idea. It's easier for Mr. Sutherland and it's a lot of realizations for me.
Looking back it seems like writing these posts were very easy. One post every week is easy to handle. I'm going to try to change the subjects a little bit more just for a variety of different things to think about. Then after a few posts I would like to do another analysis like this and see how everything turns out.

Friday, October 23, 2009

change

High school was something I coundn't wait for. I knew being in high school meant that I had only four more years until I was free. Now I am a sophomore and I really can't wait to get out of it. I'm going to miss seeing my frends everyday though. After high school most people lose contact with even their best freinds and I don't want to do that. For some reason I don't think I'm ready to leave home and be on my own. My parents promised to help me as long as I do something with my future. They really want me to go to college, and I really want to go too, but it all just seems so hard.
Change is reall hard to deal with for me. If I live somewhere for a long time it will be hard leaving it. If I make a lot of freinds and then find out that I have to leave them then that would be so hard. If someone in my family dies it would be the hardest. I like change but only in the more simple ways like changes in hairstyle, clothes, shoes, makeup...etc. High school didn't seem lilke such a big change for me until I was a sophomore. It seems like when we were freshmen they didn't want to make it so hard because they were just saving the work for sophomore year. Well that's how I feel but then again it's not the same for everybody.
My life seems perfect right now. No problems. No drama. My family is fine. My freinds are fine. I am happy. I wouldn't want my life to change at this point although I know that it's inevitable. Change is something that has to happen.Especially for us who have to help change it.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Family

Family is very important to me. A lot of people don't have much family but that's not the case with me. I have a lot of family. I have six pairs of aunties and uncles on my dad's side and four pairs on my mom's side. They all have kids except for one of my uncles on my dad's side. Three of my aunties have five kids. One of my aunties has four kids.Three of my aunties have three kids. Two of my aunties have two kids. A lot of cousins. Many presents for Christmas, many birthday presents, and many birthday parties. I don't mind it. I love spending time with them.
Unlike friends, family is always going to be there no matter what. When you have problems with friends it's hard to see them the same again. When you have problems with family it is easier to get over the problems because we share blood. I think it's one of the worst things when people have fights between family. That just makes the rest of the family uncomfortable because they are in the middle of it. I hate that. That has happened before and I didn't like it. We wouldn't visit one of my aunties because of a misunderstanding and my parents felt bad when they realized it. However that situation made our family bond more. We spent a lot of time with each other after that.
Although friends sometimes come and go family will always be there. It's like a job. We always have to there for one another. And that is very important. I think that if you have a close family you will be very happy. Well that is what I think. Not everyone has a lot of family like I do. That just makes me feel really really lucky.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Grades

I know I have to do something that will help me stay on track. Yesterday I did five hours of homework non-stop to catch up with homework. I'm doing good in most classes. Math is getting really hard for me. French is getting more and more complicated. Those are the only classes I 'm having trouble keeping my grades up in. Other than that my grades are pretty good. My parents have seen an improvement in me they say. They tell me that they think I'm really focused right now. I think I am too. I want to stay like that too. I've been wanting andI've been tryign to get a 4.0 but right now it seems impossible. I don't have any distractions right now and I'm happy about that.

Last year was a lot easier. I didn't have homework for every class every night like I do now. It was easier last year yet my grades are better this year. I don't understand that. My first semester of high school I took at Encinal High School. Transfering to Alameda High really brought down my G.P.A. because I wasn't used to it. After I adjusted to the schedules and the amount of homework I did a lot better. My grades got a lot better. High school is a lot different from middle school. It takes time to adjust. I see the differences but I don't tink it has affected me too much. For the most part I think I'm handling it aright.

My middle school grades were a lot better than the grades i get now but I know that it was easier back then. It seemed that in middle school the people working at school didn't really care if you passed or not. I guess they thought that was not their problem. In high school it seems like the situation is the opposite. They actually try to help you so you graduat and have a chance of having a good future. If you don't care then it' s a different story. I care so I'm taking all the advice that people give me. Grades are stressing sometimes but for now I think I'm doing alright.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Mandatory

(2.) The impact of racism begins early. Even in our preschool years, we are exposed to misinformation[3] about people different from ourselves. Many of us grew up in neighborhoods where we had limited opportunities to interact with people different from our own families. When I ask my students, “How many of you grew up in neighborhoods where most of the people were from the same racial group as your own?” almost every hand goes up. There is still a great deal of social segregation in our communities. Consequently, most of the early information we receive about “others”—people racially, religiously, or economically different from ourselves—does not come as the result of firsthand experience. The secondhand information we do receive has often been distorted, shaped by cultural stereotypes, and left incomplete
Annotating was pretty easy for me on this paragraph because I have a lot of thoughts on what it is trying to say. I wrote a lot of things down. I think this paragraph is very important in this article because it shows how racism is exposed to the world. Children aren't born with knowledge about races. I didn't know about races for a long time. I saw that people were different but I never wondered why like most childeren do. I grew up in a neighborhood were there were people of many different races so thats probably why I never saw it in a weird way. I knew I was different from them. I was different from people in my own family too so I wouldn't think much about it. My parents never taught me anything about race. Later I started to realize why this was but it didn't change who my friends were or what I thought about them.
I think race is mostly influenced by your parents most of the time. That wasn't the case for me. I don't remember exactly how I came to realize race but I know that was school. I never really hung out with a certain group of people. Maybe it was because there was no need to know what was going on. Maybe it was back then it wasn't important.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

4th post

People say it's getting harder and harder to make a steady living, and it is, but it has always been hard for everyone. Since the world is moving faster we have to find a way to move with it and not stay behind. It's somtimes disturbing to think what we might end up as. We might not even exist later on. Everyone might be fat because we won't even have to do anything. We will have robots doimg eberything for us or something.
No one knows were the world is going right now. A lot of people are trying to come up with ideas to make our life better. Even though it might take a while IPeople say it's getting harder and harder to make a steady living, and it is, but it has always been hard for everyone. Since the world is moving faster we have to find a way to move with it and not stay behind. It's somtimes disturbing to think what we might end up as. We might not even exist later on. Everyone might be fat because we won't even have to do anything. We will have robots doing eberything for us or something.
Even though it might take a while I'm pretty sure that they will get what they want sooner or later.Maybe if was sure that the world would change for the better then I wouldn't be afraid of the world moving so fast. There is no way to know for sure how we are all going to end up. Whatever it is we have to be ready for it. It is getting harder to make a living. That only means that we need to try harder to make it better. No one knows how long we have before it's impossible to restore anything. If we don't try to help now that time will come sooner than it should've been. Lets try to make our lives better.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

3rd post

School is hard to handle somtimes.6 classes and six different homework assignments every day. More than 2 hours a day of homework. I don't have any advanced classes but my classes are kind of hard. Pre-Calculus and French 3 are my hardest classes. The thought that this is my last year of P.E. is a relief. I like sports but I don't like P.E.. I think it is very neccesary in everyday life but I don't like it. P.E. is something that you know you have to keep doing but you hate it. They say that P.E. helps to not have a negative attitude. I like the idea of staying fit but sometimes it seems like too much work and to much time. I'm trying to get into sports this year. I heard that colleges look into this subject too. My parents want me to only focus on school but I don't think that's good enough. As long as I'm getting good grades and I can handle a sport it's all good.
I like school.I don't like how we have to learn so many subjects but over all, it's nothing you can't ahndle. I have many goals for myself connected to school. I want to go to college straight out of high school and study to be a psycologist. My parents think I would be better off having another career but this is what interests me.
School itself is kind of interesting. You meet new people, you get to hang out with friends, and you learn. I am happy that I have the chance to go to school but sometimes it's just so complicated to stay on track. School has changed so much over the years. It just keeps getting harder and harder. My parents can't even help me with what I'm learning now. My siblings have me but I am on my own. It's so much harder on me.Hopefully I find a way to be on track and stay on track.

Monday, September 14, 2009

2nd post

Memories. Some memories are good while others you don't want in your head. What is a little hard for me to understand is that most people remember more details for the bad memories than the good ones. An example for me would be that I don't remember when I road my bike by myself for the first time but I remember the time I found my mom crying with a phone up to her ear. That day she didn't even want to tell me what was going on. All I knew was that somebody in our family had died. When you deal with situations like this it sometimes makes you a stronger person. Memories like these are the most painful but they are also the ones that everyone in the world has. I don't know why I have the memories I have. I didn't get to choose them. I have a lot of good memories too but I wouldn't be able to explain them in much detail.

Why do we even have memories when we don't even get to choose what they are? I mean a lot of the times we remember are really important but I wish I could have memories of other important times in my life. Times like when I said my first word or learned to walk or lost my first tooth. Someone gave me the idea of starting a journal so when I'm older and I want to remember how my life was like at this age I can just look back in the journal and reminice. I have tried keeping a journal before but I was much younger so I didn't really commit to it. Hopefully this time it works out better.

Memories. You may hate them or you may love them but you will always have them. In my situation the answer is easy. I'm in the middle. I would love it if I could choose the memories I keep.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

1st post

The topic I'm planning to write about is memories. I had trouble making my decision but i figured that it was a topic that would ben easy. Memories are things that everyone has and I don't have trouble remembering the good and bad days in my life. I love to remenice, so that's another reason why i thought this was a good topic. I wouldn't enjoy my life as much if I couldn't remember the good times and remembering the bad times just pushes me to do better.
The way I hope to improve my writing is to explain wtih detail but not too much. When I write I tend to put a lot of detail into things that aren't really important. I get distracted easily and change subjects a lot. I'll start writing and then subject changes so much that the main subject isn't main anymore. It's like I mix up all my ideas.
I only like writing when It's about topics of my own interest so this is good. When we have to do writing prompts it's really hard for me to think of ideas to support the main one. Especially when the prompt is very specific. I feel like my writing can't expand. Like there is a right and wrong answer. But there is no reason to worry about that here.