"A Bad Boy Can Be Good For A Girl" - Part 2

 
    The second part of the story was more interesting to me. This part was about a girl named Nicolette. She is the kind of girl that doesn't believe that the guys are supposed to be asking her out. If she wants something she goes for it. I like her attitude toward things in the beginning. She changes as soon as she starts liking the guy that broke Josie's heart. She thinks she has everything under control. She let him have everything easy. She is very independent. She knows what she wants and she knows how to get it. She would meet him whenever he wanted and that's when she started changing. She did worry about what she wanted but she worried more about what he wanted. 

    I wonder why she gave in so easy? She had been with other guys before so of course she had experience. Was he different than the other guys? Did the other guys just let her take control? Why did she change for him? Other girls tried to let her know what people were saying about her but she just thought they were jealous. She thought that he really liked her because he talked to his friends about her. She really wanted him. She wanted him to treat her like his girlfriend, which wasn't something she worried about with other guys. She wanted his attention.

    They ended up splitting up because he took another girl to some part. When Nicolette found out she was furious. She had never felt this way for a guy. When she confronted him about it he said "We never said we couldn't see other people." During the confrontation she realized that Josie was right and that she should've stayed away from him. I'm not sure if girl's even warn eachother now. They probably just wait for the other girls to get hurt too. Do guys really change girls that much?

High School

High school. This is where you start to be more and more independent. It's where you start to look at your future in a more serious way. A lot of people change during those four years of high school. There is a lot of drama. Relationships start. Things happen.
A lot of people are nice. A lot of people are loud. A lot of people are smart. There are many different groups of people but I wouldn't call them cliques. The groups don't bother each other or say anything but you do notice that people do hang out in groups. A lot of the times you'll see the same people hanging out. I try to talk to a lot of different people but I do hang out with a lot of the same people. If I don't have plans it would be the same people; Evelyn, Sahar, Elmina, Haneen, and the guys.
Things have changed a lot since middle school wich is where I met most of them.
Evelyn. I met her in 7th grade. I don't remember exactly how we started talking but we became very close. When it was time to go to high school we were going to separate. She was going to go to Alameda High and I was going to go to Encinal High. I went to Encinal for half the year and we didn't really talk. When I moved and started going to Alameda High, we started talking again. We've stayed close until now.
Sahar. I knew who she was in middle school but I never talked to her. It wasn't until I moved to Alameda High that we started talking and we became very close. She is one of my closest friends. I tell her almost everything. Hahaha.
Elmina. I didn't really start talking to her until I moved to Alameda High too.
Haneen. I met her in middle school. We talked a little but not much. We talked a lot last year, more than this year.
Another one of my closest friends is Alyssa. I met her in 7th grade and I remember the first day I talked to her. It was so weird. I can say that she didn't really want to talk to me when we first met. That changed. We were really close 7th and 8th grade. When I went to Encinal I still talked to her a lot. When I first came to Alameda High I would hang out with her a lot. Then we wouldn't really hangout much but I still considered her one of my best friends. We hangout more this year and I hope it stays that way.
Yvonne. The first time I talked to her I think it was 8th grade. I had to ask her a really dumb question for one of my friends but we didn't really hangout until last year. We were really close. Almost everyday it was just her and me at lunch. We are still close, we just don't talk as much as before.
Natalie. I met her in 7th grade with Alyssa. At the time her and Alyssa weren't that close yet. I would tell her everything. After she was close with Alyssa we all started to hang out together. When I was at Encinal we just said hi once in a while but we didn't talk much. Last year we didn't talk much either. This year though, we talk a lot. I started telling her everything again.
Hong. I met her in 7th grade. We stopped talking when I went to Encinal but a soon as I moved to Alameda High we started talking again. I don't remember exactly how we met but we got along from the beginning.
Writing this I see why I grew apart from some of my closest friends from middle school. We all changed. I'm glad we are still close though. I think if I had stayed at Encinal High I wouldn't be talking to all these girls who I'm so close to. I wouldn't mind making new friends but I really don't want to lose the friends I already have.

"A Bad Boy Can Be good For A Girl" -Part 1

So the first part of the book was good. It shows how high school and a lot of relationships are. The first part of the book talks about a girl named Josie. Josie is a freshman in high school and is not very experienced with guys. A senior guy comes along and Josie thinks she really likes him and that he really like her. She loves the way he makes her feel. The guy of course was only after one thing and after Josie didn't give it to him he didn't want to be with her anymore. After that happens Josie writes a note in the back of a book in her school library warning all the girls from her school not to mess with that guy.
So I think Josie did right. I don't understand why she got so into him and yet gave him nothing though. Was she trying to prove to herself that he really liked her? She got her feelings hurt and now she knows better. I think a lot of guys are like this guy now a days. You always think they are after one thing and most of the time you're right. Right now I think that all guys are the same and I'll keep thinking that until one guy comes along to prove me wrong. Yes there are still really nice guys out there but they are really hard to find.
I really like Josie's character. I think that she knows what not to do. I know that what she was going to do wasn't really bad but she knew she didn't want it and she knew how to stop it even if it meant that the guy wouldn't like her anymore. She shows how she knows what she wants. I wonder if a year later she was in this situation, what would she do? Wouold she back away? Maybe things went down like this beacause she was really young. I hope that the next part of the book is this interesting.

Thoughts on My 16th Birthday

So my birthday is next Tuesday. I'm turning sixteen witch means I only have two more years to make the biggest decisions of my life. It scares me to think of myself being on my own. Those two years are going to go by really fast and I am going to miss being a kid again. I wonder what my parents are thinking about this. I'm sure they realize that the day is coming. I wonder if they are looking forward to it. I have no idea what to expect. I know they love me but I wonder if they are going to be happy when I'm gone. Of course after I leave they still have my brother and sister to deal with.
I still have no idea what I am going to do after High School. I haven't made up my mind on what I want to study or where I am going to go. I don't want to go to college straight out of High School. I think that I will take a year for myself before I go back to school. My mom doesn't like that idea.I think I want to go out and have fun before starting over again. I know that College is going to be harder if I wait too long but I'm not taking a big break. Just long enough to make myself believe that I'm ready and that I can handle it.

Like I said a big decision to make in two years. I don't know if I will be ready to go when that time comes. I have always been an independent person. I know how to take care of myself. I don't like thinking about this. My cousins don't like the idea of me going anywhere far. I don't want to be far form them either. I want to stay close to my family.
I haven't planned anything to celebrate my birthday. Again I waited to long. It's too late to plan anything big. I don't think I'm even going to celebrate it. I don't know when I will celebrate a birthday like I want. Probably not until I get a job and live on my own. I don't really mind not celebrating my birthday big. As long as I am with my family everything is all good. I love spending time with them. When I'm with them I am never bored. I am always laughing. I am always happy. They make my day.
Update: I have a new little cousin who was born two days ago. I can't wait to see her. I already saw a picture but that doesn't compare to holding her. I don't know when I'll be able to see her though since she lives in San Jose and we never go visit because they always come down here. Hopefully my mom and dad will take me to see her this weekend. It would make me really happy. My cousins aren't too happy about it since the girl doesn't have the same dad as them. The girl's dad is my auntie's current boyfriend who my cousins don't really get along with. Right know they don't want to have anything to do with the new baby girl. I understand that the don't like her dad but it's not the baby's fault. Hopefully later on the realize that what they are thinking is not good. I know that I am going to love that girl even if I dislike her dad. She doesn't deserve any of the blame. I am going to try and convince them to thing the same but I don't know how long it will take.

Language

French Class. The vocabulary is getting harder and harder an I don't feel like I'm learning much. French is easier for me to understand compared to other students in my class. That is because I am already a fluent Spanish speaker. A lot of the vocabulary is similar. I love knowing three languages but I feel that during this year my knowledge of French hasn't developed.
I'm trying really hard to be able to make it to HP French next year. I really liked my French teacher last year. This year I fell that my teacher wastes a lot of time on nothing. This is my third year of French and my second year of high school. I was planning to take French all four years and so far I haven't changed my mind. I want to be fluent in French. If it's necessary, I will take three more years after high school to be good at it. I want to be able to sound like a native French speaker. I want to be able to be as good as I am in English.
I really want to learn more than just French. I want to be able to travel to many countries and be able to communicate with the people there. It would be the greatest thing in the world for me to learn five languages. I would like to learn more than that but I wouldn't want to forget my first languages.
I'm already forgetting Spanish and that is one of the worst feelings. I was born here in the U.S. and my first language was Spanish, but I love speaking french because I love the accent. All my family speaks Spanish and it's weird sometimes because I can't get my thought across. I feel really embarrassed when this happens. I feel like I am loosing a big part of my heritage. I feel like my family doesn't like it either. They know that I speak mostly English at school but of course they wouldn't want me to forget their language.
I would love to be a world translator. I like the thought of being able to talk to people from many other places in the world in their own language. Language is something very interesting to me. So far I have two languages down and I'm working on developing my third one. There will be more to come and that's for sure.
I have friends that speak many different languages and I think it would be cool to talk to them in their original language someday. I think learning many different languages would make me feel like I actually achieved something more important. That is one of my goals. I don't know how many more languages I will learn but I know that I don't want to forget my first one. That one will always be the most important. It won't matter where I live or who I'm married to or what languages my friends speak. I don't want to ever think about not being able to tak to my own family.That would be the worst thing in the world.

My Crisis of Faith

My crisis of faith happened about three years ago when my cousin Tony died. Other people of my family had died before him but none hit me as much as his. It was because I grew up with him. He was only eighteen when he passed away. I was thirteen. I still remember the night he left and never came back. He was at home with his girlfriend Teresa. Some of my cousins and I were playing Uno outside his house when someone came looking for him. The guy was short. He didn't have a shirt on and he had many tattoos. He scared me. He went into my cousin's house and came out with my cousin. I asked my cousin where he was going and he said he was just going to the store. He asked one of my other cousins, his brother, if he wanted to go too. My cousin said yes but he saw that his girlfriend made an angry face to his answer so he stayed. If he had gone then there would've been two deaths in our family. Hours passed and my cousin still hadn't come home. Everyone was worried. It seemed like his girlfriend didn't even care. It was around nine o'clock when my parents said it was time to go home. Some of my cousins and Teresa were outside. Teresa was talking on the phone saying something about a car accident and a hospital. When I heard that I had a really bad feeling. I couldn't sleep. I was so worried. I really had no idea what she was talking about but I had a strong feeling.
The next morning I realized that I had slept but I didn't know how long. I went straight in the shower as soon as I was fully awake. I had only been in the shower for about ten minutes when my mom came in crying telling me to hurry and get out because we needed to go. That hit me. Even though I wasn't sure of what I thought I was scared. I got out very fast and threw my clothes on.
My thoughts were confirmed when we got to my grandma's house. During the ride there nobody talked. I didn't want to ask questions. At my grandma's house everyone was quiet. Everybody was waiting for my grandma to come back from the hospital to tell us what happened. When she came into the house she looked like she was in shock. My mom was sitting on the couch and my grandma sat down next to her and started crying. My mom hugged her and then my grandma said, "Se nos fue nuestro nino Rosa. Nos dejo nuesro nino. Se fue. Se fue." Which means our boy left Rosa. He left us. He left. He left. My grandma was yelling that. Everyone had started crying. My cousin Alejandra was right next to me. Tony, my cousin who got in the accident, was her oldest brother. I tried my best to console her though it was kind of hard because I was also crying. That day was the July 3, 2007. 4Th of July will never again be a happy day for my family.
When that happened a question came into my head. "Why didn't God help him. Why did he let him die?" It was horrible. I started questioning my own belief. If God is good then why did he let people die? Why did he let innocent people suffer? We were good people. Why put us through all this pain? If he has so much power then why doesn't he use it to help us? I was and still am very religious but at that time I didn't know what to think. I started thinking "If he is real then why haven't I seen him or heard him or felt his presence. Why, if he knew what pain it would cause us to lose a family member? Why didn't he stop it?" I didn't know what to believe.
When it was time for the ceremony God was not in my head at all until the Father said that all our family had to go up to the altar to say a prayer. I really didn't want to do it. I just didn't have faith in God anymore. The Father said that the prayer would help my cousins spirit. I didn't want to leave my cousins spirit with God. In the end of the discussion with myself I ended up going up to the altar. It wasn't until the Father said the prayer that I felt safe; he said something like, "He is now with God. In a better place where no more harm will come and that one day we would see him again." That made something happen inside me.
After the Father finished his prayer I went back to sit on a bench with my family. I still had tears in my eyes but I now believed that cousin would be fine. Yes he wouldn't be with us anymore but the thought of meeting with him again reassured me. This is what I learned growing up and I do believe it. Others have different beliefs but I know now that I truly believe this. My crisis of faith lasted a while. It was a time when I didn't understand what kind of world we lived in. I didn't know what to feel, how to act, what to say or what to think. After the ceremony I started to think straight. Yes I still cry myself sometimes thinking about my cousin but I know that it had to happen sometime. I still don't understand why it happened so soon. All I know is that God wanted it that way. I haven't had any more crisis. Now I feel more sure of my beliefs. Yes there will be more moments like this one but I learned that after the sadness comes understanding.
As for the guy who took Tony that day, I never saw him again. He was sent to jail. He tried apologizing to our family but no one wanted to talk to him. We never found out what happened the night of the 3rd of July but we knew that it was caused but the guy with all the tattoos. This is one memory that I will never forget.

Technology

A few years ago I didn't have a phone nor an I-Pod. I was happy. Ididn't feel like it was neccassary to have those things. Well things changed. Now I have both and I can't live without them. I love music and I love talking on the phone.

I can't go a day without listening to my I-Pod. I go to sleep with it too. Things have changed a lot. I didn't have an I-Pod when everyone else had one. I had to wait for one because my parents thought I didn't need one. They ended up getting me one anyway. I know that they didn't regret giving me one because they saw how happy I was.

I got my phone a lot sooner. The only reason why I got a phone was because I was going on to middle school and I would need to be calling my dad to pick me up. If it wasn't for that big change I probably wouldn't have a phone now. At first I got in trouble a lot for wsting too many minutes. Later I got in trouble for not using it enough. I don't know what they epect. This month I'm for sure going to get in trouble. I used up all of my minutes and wasted most of the rollover minutes. The worst they can do is take my phone away but I don't want that to happen.

My mom understands that I'm attached to my things. I know she wouldn't like to take them away but she will do what she thinks she has to do. Even if it makes me unhappy. If ever she did take them away I don't know how I would take it. I wouldn't be able to live without them for long. They are a part of my daily life now.