The definitive characteristic of a human being to me, is we are violent and dangerous.Sense the beginning of time man has been a weapon of mass destruction. Not just in terms of war but in politics and people you know. Being the age that I am there are still things i have to learn and I'm willing to learn them, but from information I already know, dangerous seems like the proper word.
If we look through the history books certainly someone might agree with me. War is a pretty distinct example of violence. Great rulers like like Julius Cesar and conquerors like Genghis Khan had there fair share. The civil war was fought for some of the dumbest reasons. The biggest reason was slavery. Why they African American community should have the same rights as white Americans. Lets look at 1939-1945 when world war 2. 1941, December 7 when the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor. This was a graphic example of how we can be caught off guard. Imagine us now if we didn't retaliate and were forced to accept any one of these ideas, but lets bring it towards the present. Are soldiers in Iraq (God knows where else) where they are truly experiencing "war is hell" and we are expected to be there for another three years, but do we need to be there at all. Not that it isn't noble to help a friend but this was a civil war that we got involved in. Not to judge former President George W. Bush but this was the same president who allowed Osama Bin Ladin to attack the world trade center after getting a tree month heads up. A bloody an absolutely terrifying moment in our nations history with over 3,000 dead and even more wounded and sick. This country seen dangerous and scary incidents through out our history the question what will we change about it.
Humans are not just dangerous with a stick and yelling and screaming. There are ways to be just as with a voice. Starting with a man who was a president, Abraham Lincoln. Someone who not just wanted to stand up for the African American community but for all peoples. Martin Luther King Jr. or Gandhi were men who wanted make a difference and was killed for it. Just from speaking these two men were a danger to life as people knew it back then and in trying to make a change they were assassinated. Is America thus simple minded to kill men for something they strongly believed in. What about congress the people that say what we can and cannot do. They justify the laws we abide by and can change them at will. How dangerous is that to us, well lets think for a second. Troy Davis in 1989 was convicted of the murder of a police officer. Davis had several execution cases in 2007-08. On Sep.7, 2011even after the jury had admitted to giving false testimony and crowds of people the supreme court still went through with the execution. People are without a doubt a violence species but to what extent.
In the animal kingdom there a minor but understandable reasons as to why there are violent. Hippopotamus kill anything that will invade its territory. Lions and other animals will fate for mate even to the point of death if necessary. So, are humans way of thinking the same? Well sort of but there is a difference that separates us. The biggest is the fact we have weapons.The gatling gun was invented in 1862 and was the first rapid fire weapon that was primarily used in the civil war. A latest design of a weapon witch was responsible for the death 390,000 dead Japanese men, woman, and children at Hiroshima and Nagasaki, the atomic bomb. In what was called the nuclear age how much more can we create from this incident. In 2003 when we had first invaded Iraq we tried to hit it with everything and we did. 100 aircraft attacks were sent to a western Iraq and were from 7-14 attacks per month. The extent from year to year have been the test and we have learned to advance are weaponry. Some would call it unnecessary and for some they would call it for safety purposes.
Some of this source of violence is used to intimidate and some is for what we call "protection". The Ku Klux Klan was a organized white men that were against immigration and were for white supremacy. To get that message across they would hang black people and they would also humiliate and chase them out of town. Hitler was a man who believed that Jews and anyone that did not have blond hair in blues was impure. Organized the murder of 17 million civilians and 6 million Jews in what was called the holocaust. Hitler also had never killed a man in his whole life, except for himself, but was still able to lead the Nazis to the slaughter of all these people.
Life has many qualities and there are good ones and bad. Whether it be weapons of mass destruction or peace it is something we strive for to do better at. The first war strategy was to strike head and over time we have developed gorilla war fair. For 43 years we had know means to have a African American as president and now things have changed. Things change for better or for worse, the past is the past. What can we do to create a better future is are toughest assignment for years to come.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
RE: family love
Around this time next year, my brother and sister are going to be leaving for college. I used to be so excited for the day that they left, I would get my own room, my sister would stop telling me to do everything for her, and I would just get to be alone. Now I feel the completely opposite, every time I think about the fact that I only have a year with them left it kills me inside.I can some what relate to what your feeling. My older half sister goes to school in Georgia and as you can imaging i don't get to see her a lot. As a young kid i was always excited to see her because it was so rare. Always interested to hear about how it was to live on the eats coast.
I'm really glad you got to know your brother and sister well for the time you did spend with them. A lot of people do not have that blessed opportunity. My cousin is a good example of that. His brother joined the navy and never sees his brother anymore, but they spent time with one another. I do have some memories with my sister especially when she had turned 21 and was spending a week with us (lol) good times. I do kind of wonder what my life would be like if I had lived with her or she lived with me. I'm not mad though I still saw her and I'm happy for that.
So Peter, I hope that you had numerous memories with your siblings. Whether if it was you watching a movie or siting in complete silence with one another. At least you were there together (little cheesy). See you at school Pete.
CE: nasty seen
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DcICc0SRhIw&feature=youtube_gdata
The post that I have updated is just nasty. Hundreds of immigrants were protesting conditions at a migrant center and police came and broke it up. The abuse in this video is not a lot but certainly brutal. From what it looks like they just want fairness just like everyone else. However the problem is that they are immigrants.
This is happening on some little island in Italy. I have never seen a beat down like this before. Using those clubs and making them climb off that railing was just inhumane. For reasons unknown they were attempting to keep the peace in there own way. Now I wasn't there so I can not give the full story, but what was it that made the police use such violence? What could cause the people to start throwing rocks at the people trying to get down? Maybe they were just sick of these immigrants coming in to there home unfairly? But then what is fair will acts such as these will they ever get a fair chance to be citizens. We as Americans have the seen the violence have had with protesters. Does this need to be prevented or better enforced?
Even for a small island such as this government must still exist right? What do they plan to do, just let this happen some more. Immigrants or not the treatment of these people was wrong. The citizens were no better. Now I'm not saying one person should take the blame because this was a group effort, but they need to wake up. If you want to shut down a protest do it in the most civil manner you can. Just my thoughts on the situation.
The post that I have updated is just nasty. Hundreds of immigrants were protesting conditions at a migrant center and police came and broke it up. The abuse in this video is not a lot but certainly brutal. From what it looks like they just want fairness just like everyone else. However the problem is that they are immigrants.
This is happening on some little island in Italy. I have never seen a beat down like this before. Using those clubs and making them climb off that railing was just inhumane. For reasons unknown they were attempting to keep the peace in there own way. Now I wasn't there so I can not give the full story, but what was it that made the police use such violence? What could cause the people to start throwing rocks at the people trying to get down? Maybe they were just sick of these immigrants coming in to there home unfairly? But then what is fair will acts such as these will they ever get a fair chance to be citizens. We as Americans have the seen the violence have had with protesters. Does this need to be prevented or better enforced?
Even for a small island such as this government must still exist right? What do they plan to do, just let this happen some more. Immigrants or not the treatment of these people was wrong. The citizens were no better. Now I'm not saying one person should take the blame because this was a group effort, but they need to wake up. If you want to shut down a protest do it in the most civil manner you can. Just my thoughts on the situation.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
FE: Best writing
For the first time I felt that the dark place assignment was really my best work. This also might be the best assignment this year. I felt that I could actually connect with my writing. I hope other people did to.
It was meant to be a situation of how you dream or how you feel about school. I wanted to capture the idea of what kind of thoughts people would have about. Is dreaming something that makes you scared or was it something siting in your after the day you had. Could this have been a vision as to if terrorist take over California (God forbid). Maybe this could be a comic book in the making, who knows. This writing assignment for me was to keep you thrilled, excited, and scared at the same time.
There are no specific characters in my dark place assignment. I wanted the reader, whoever they may be to picture themselves in there as there reading. To picture themselves locked trapped, to think of the options they have. What would you do, how would you do it, what resources do you think you have? The point of me putting it in a school was I wanted to change ti up a bit. This year no one has written anything about school, at least that I'm aware of. I didn't intend to make school seem like hell although for some it already is. The scenery was just the best I could think of. Talk to you later peeps.
It was meant to be a situation of how you dream or how you feel about school. I wanted to capture the idea of what kind of thoughts people would have about. Is dreaming something that makes you scared or was it something siting in your after the day you had. Could this have been a vision as to if terrorist take over California (God forbid). Maybe this could be a comic book in the making, who knows. This writing assignment for me was to keep you thrilled, excited, and scared at the same time.
There are no specific characters in my dark place assignment. I wanted the reader, whoever they may be to picture themselves in there as there reading. To picture themselves locked trapped, to think of the options they have. What would you do, how would you do it, what resources do you think you have? The point of me putting it in a school was I wanted to change ti up a bit. This year no one has written anything about school, at least that I'm aware of. I didn't intend to make school seem like hell although for some it already is. The scenery was just the best I could think of. Talk to you later peeps.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
BC:Somewhere Dark
Your stuck. Locked away from every thing. You can't find a way out. You don't know if your on the cusp of life or death. You're gasping for air. Heart pounding, can't breath, MIND SWIRLING!.....
The lights are out. You don't remember why or how you got here you just know you have to get. Locked in a school surrounded by lockers, all windows and doors closed, locked. Your friends and family are gone and you're alone. Scared shaking where to turn, when to do it, how to do it. Do I turn with caution or with excitement? What am I looking for, a way out or a way to stay in? A loud sound in the distance. A foul stench through the air. What could it be? You look for the smell. There are only a small glimpses of light through the window, but its not enough. You feel along the lockers, searching, Splash! Hands on the ground you feel water. It's seeped through your shoes and socks. Still looking you walk up stair sand find the smell. A filthy dog chewing on a bone he must of got it from a science class. How did it get hear? The moonlight glistening off its eyes. It sees you.
You step back slowly. One step at a time. The dog approaching, snarling. Out of panic, you run. The dog follows, slipping and sliding everywhere you head for down stairs. The dog seems like its going a 100 miles a hour, finally some stairs. Slipping you reach for the railing. Sprinting down the stairs you see the dog collide against a wall, he is relentless. Chasing all through the halls you enter a room. Locked in the room you hear this scratching against the door your frightened.Panting out of breath the scratching has stopped.
Freaking out scared out of your mind you still can,t think straight, a plan needs to be thought out. An idea has hit. You need something sharp something strong that will break the window. You have to head to the supply closet in one of the teachers rooms. Silence is key in case of the dog. You take tiny footsteps back up the stirs hesitant you see the dog a sleep by one of the rooms. What if that is door with most important materials hopefully it won't, but there is something next to the dog,something shiny. The bump is very noticeable on top of its head. You must be cautious, one mistake and the dog might wake up. Sweat dripping off your forehead. your hand getting closer,closer, and closer. Quick attempt with your hand! You've got it. You close your eyes for a quick second and the dog was gone. Was I hallucinating? All the lockers had disappeared along with the stairs. The moonlight and two doors remain.
Maybe your dead, the two doors to the left and right of you are a gate way to heaven or hell. A choice has to be made. The pressure is over baring, what if that stupid dog comes back. You reach for the door on your left, you pull back. You have begun to shake. Your bravery has taken over and you go for it. With no hesitation you twist the door nob of the left door and jump through!
Your falling, falling into pitch black the smell is back. In the distance, are the eyes of the dog. Those golden eyes that pierced into your soul when you had your first encounter. He barks and you wake. As it turns out this was all a dream. You had fallen out of your bed. That disgusting smell happens to be your dogs stinky breath. The loud sound came from your dumb neighbor who lives next door and won't turn down there music and the water you were dreaming about came from the rain out smacking against your window. Was there a purpose to this who knows school makes people crazy.
The lights are out. You don't remember why or how you got here you just know you have to get. Locked in a school surrounded by lockers, all windows and doors closed, locked. Your friends and family are gone and you're alone. Scared shaking where to turn, when to do it, how to do it. Do I turn with caution or with excitement? What am I looking for, a way out or a way to stay in? A loud sound in the distance. A foul stench through the air. What could it be? You look for the smell. There are only a small glimpses of light through the window, but its not enough. You feel along the lockers, searching, Splash! Hands on the ground you feel water. It's seeped through your shoes and socks. Still looking you walk up stair sand find the smell. A filthy dog chewing on a bone he must of got it from a science class. How did it get hear? The moonlight glistening off its eyes. It sees you.
You step back slowly. One step at a time. The dog approaching, snarling. Out of panic, you run. The dog follows, slipping and sliding everywhere you head for down stairs. The dog seems like its going a 100 miles a hour, finally some stairs. Slipping you reach for the railing. Sprinting down the stairs you see the dog collide against a wall, he is relentless. Chasing all through the halls you enter a room. Locked in the room you hear this scratching against the door your frightened.Panting out of breath the scratching has stopped.
Freaking out scared out of your mind you still can,t think straight, a plan needs to be thought out. An idea has hit. You need something sharp something strong that will break the window. You have to head to the supply closet in one of the teachers rooms. Silence is key in case of the dog. You take tiny footsteps back up the stirs hesitant you see the dog a sleep by one of the rooms. What if that is door with most important materials hopefully it won't, but there is something next to the dog,something shiny. The bump is very noticeable on top of its head. You must be cautious, one mistake and the dog might wake up. Sweat dripping off your forehead. your hand getting closer,closer, and closer. Quick attempt with your hand! You've got it. You close your eyes for a quick second and the dog was gone. Was I hallucinating? All the lockers had disappeared along with the stairs. The moonlight and two doors remain.
Maybe your dead, the two doors to the left and right of you are a gate way to heaven or hell. A choice has to be made. The pressure is over baring, what if that stupid dog comes back. You reach for the door on your left, you pull back. You have begun to shake. Your bravery has taken over and you go for it. With no hesitation you twist the door nob of the left door and jump through!
Your falling, falling into pitch black the smell is back. In the distance, are the eyes of the dog. Those golden eyes that pierced into your soul when you had your first encounter. He barks and you wake. As it turns out this was all a dream. You had fallen out of your bed. That disgusting smell happens to be your dogs stinky breath. The loud sound came from your dumb neighbor who lives next door and won't turn down there music and the water you were dreaming about came from the rain out smacking against your window. Was there a purpose to this who knows school makes people crazy.
Friday, September 16, 2011
RP: Madness in Iraq
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k5NVY7GLkzE&feature=youtube_gdata
This just goes to show you the tension in the middle east and not only is there terrorists in America. Three separate attacks involving a 2 car bombs and a shooting.This is absolutely crazy and unnecessary.
Iraq has certainly felt a crushing blow. There were three different terrorist attacks. A car bomb was driven to and detonated in front of a restaurant off the highway. Another car bomb involved a military bus which detonated in front of a military cafeteria. Finally several Shea pilgrims were gun down. The terrorist were obviously after military personal and civilians.
The Iraq government has already said that they are going to increase security personal. Of course people are afraid, but if I'm a citizen I am asking a few questions to myself. Will this new security be enough, how safe am I, and what is to stop these terrorist from attacking again and with US military leaving in 12 months are we more susceptible to danger?
Its clear that Iraq does not want this to happen again, but how they plan to do this is more than important. 3 terrorist attacks with in the same week is stressful especially with a war zone going on right next door. To approach this is way out of my area, but a security boost is a good way to start.
This just goes to show you the tension in the middle east and not only is there terrorists in America. Three separate attacks involving a 2 car bombs and a shooting.This is absolutely crazy and unnecessary.
Iraq has certainly felt a crushing blow. There were three different terrorist attacks. A car bomb was driven to and detonated in front of a restaurant off the highway. Another car bomb involved a military bus which detonated in front of a military cafeteria. Finally several Shea pilgrims were gun down. The terrorist were obviously after military personal and civilians.
The Iraq government has already said that they are going to increase security personal. Of course people are afraid, but if I'm a citizen I am asking a few questions to myself. Will this new security be enough, how safe am I, and what is to stop these terrorist from attacking again and with US military leaving in 12 months are we more susceptible to danger?
Its clear that Iraq does not want this to happen again, but how they plan to do this is more than important. 3 terrorist attacks with in the same week is stressful especially with a war zone going on right next door. To approach this is way out of my area, but a security boost is a good way to start.
RE: No i can't dance
The thing that bothers me though, is that on the screen it makes it look so easy!!! I mean it makes me believe that I can dance along, when we all know I can't dance to save my life. Quote for: Marialuisa R.
Hey Marialuisa I am in your 1st period class. I couldn't agree with you more. Now I haven't seen "Step Up 3" but i have seen the other 2 and I was impressed.The dancing they do is great. At times it make me wonder where they learn to do all that. however I hear you loud and clear when your talking about how it makes it you mad.
I found love for dancing from a small age. Now I was never very good but it was always cool to see. Shows like "So You Think You Can Dance" is a great example of how have a passion and put it to the test. I try a few moves now and then and after falling on my butt a few times I realize we weren't meant to be. Which is another reason I have a strong interest in music. It was a great replacement because that's what gets dancers started. A great dancer like Chris Brown. He has some of the most of the solid moves ever if not all time.
I do recommend you don't quit dancing and that goes for anyone. Everybody struggles, wether its school work or dance. However if you work at it you will find results.
Friday, September 9, 2011
RE: response for a friend
Quote from Bridget Kim:
I do conquer with the fact that this version of new rap has definitely changed from old school. You couldn't be more on point. New school today only seems to talk about all the woman they got and swimming in dollar bills. Old school raps about things that people can relate rappers like 2pac, Notorious B.I.G, Slick Rick, and the list could gone on. Now it is a whole other argument to talk about the beats and the rhythm of the music and which is better.
For me I am a fan of the old school better. My favorite from old school is 2pac. I love the idea of him putting is skills to the test by calling out East Coast and how he would feed off every album, also the competition with one of the greatest, Notorious B. I. G. I feel the game would have been a lot different, but I would think it would change the game to active much more than talk about the woman they dream of and the money they have and what they spend it on. As far as woman rappers are concerned I believe that this is the time woman should start rapping again. Lady rappers like Queen Lateefa and Lil Kim, woman that could rap with the best of them.
So I am in complete aww that you wrote about this but not disappointed. Very interesting subject that you chose and pleased that another woman has found strong interest in the game. hopefully you will spread your thoughts on with some others.
I have to say I'm quite surprised that you code this Bridget decided to write about this. I've known Bridget for about 3 or 4 years now and I don't think that she has ever mentioned much about music. We would actually have a lot more conversations.Because old school has better lyrics that many other people besides the artist/rapper can relate to the meaning of the s Because old school has better lyrics that many other people besides the artist/rapper can relate to the meaning of the song. Compared to today's hip-hop, I hear nothing but cussing, rapping about money, girls, them cocky selves, and getting laid and honestly they can't even rap with rhythm. ong. Compared to today's hip-hop, I hear nothing but cussing, rapping about money, girls, them cocky selves, and getting laid and honestly they can't even rap with rhythm.
I do conquer with the fact that this version of new rap has definitely changed from old school. You couldn't be more on point. New school today only seems to talk about all the woman they got and swimming in dollar bills. Old school raps about things that people can relate rappers like 2pac, Notorious B.I.G, Slick Rick, and the list could gone on. Now it is a whole other argument to talk about the beats and the rhythm of the music and which is better.
For me I am a fan of the old school better. My favorite from old school is 2pac. I love the idea of him putting is skills to the test by calling out East Coast and how he would feed off every album, also the competition with one of the greatest, Notorious B. I. G. I feel the game would have been a lot different, but I would think it would change the game to active much more than talk about the woman they dream of and the money they have and what they spend it on. As far as woman rappers are concerned I believe that this is the time woman should start rapping again. Lady rappers like Queen Lateefa and Lil Kim, woman that could rap with the best of them.
So I am in complete aww that you wrote about this but not disappointed. Very interesting subject that you chose and pleased that another woman has found strong interest in the game. hopefully you will spread your thoughts on with some others.
CE: 10th Anniversary of Tragedy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WbJAebCEmbI&feature=youtube_gdata
Soon after the 9/11 attacks, some New Yorkers helped clean up the massive amount of rubble caused by the collapse of the World Trade Centre towers.
Ten years ago to this Sunday, America was attacked by the tragedy of 9/11. Terrorist invaded our country and for the people of New York, their home. Trying to crush our spirits and a body count so high people can't even remember.
September 11, 2001, that was the date when our friends and family died. How could they do this? Was it something we said or something we are? These are questions we ask our selves everyday after this horrible incident. The answer is that America more powerful. Osama bin Laden did what he could to break our spirits as a people, now he has gotten what he deserved. But has the American people recovered this atrocity? I still believe the answer to that is no. But that isn't to say people stood there and watched.
When 9/11 struck people were in aww. Police were clearing the streets, making sure people were at safe distance and out of harms way. Over 400 firefighters trying to put it the fires. Volunteers trying to remove the ruble from the bodies of the injured or dead individuals. But not everyone was a simple volunteer or fireman one man was a stage actor and director by the name of Andrew Phelps. He was a witness to the falling of the twin towers. Andrew was someone trying to help so he went down help the survivors. Phelps would go back to school and is now a manager of an emergency dispare unit in New Mexico.
Mr.Phelps is a keen example of someone with no training what so ever in police work or rescue operations and chose to help. Anybody can make a difference regardless of race, job status, or class. It is moments like 9/11 when America needs to band together and cope with each other and this sunday we all must band together and respect the morning of our fiends and family.
Soon after the 9/11 attacks, some New Yorkers helped clean up the massive amount of rubble caused by the collapse of the World Trade Centre towers.
Ten years ago to this Sunday, America was attacked by the tragedy of 9/11. Terrorist invaded our country and for the people of New York, their home. Trying to crush our spirits and a body count so high people can't even remember.
September 11, 2001, that was the date when our friends and family died. How could they do this? Was it something we said or something we are? These are questions we ask our selves everyday after this horrible incident. The answer is that America more powerful. Osama bin Laden did what he could to break our spirits as a people, now he has gotten what he deserved. But has the American people recovered this atrocity? I still believe the answer to that is no. But that isn't to say people stood there and watched.
When 9/11 struck people were in aww. Police were clearing the streets, making sure people were at safe distance and out of harms way. Over 400 firefighters trying to put it the fires. Volunteers trying to remove the ruble from the bodies of the injured or dead individuals. But not everyone was a simple volunteer or fireman one man was a stage actor and director by the name of Andrew Phelps. He was a witness to the falling of the twin towers. Andrew was someone trying to help so he went down help the survivors. Phelps would go back to school and is now a manager of an emergency dispare unit in New Mexico.
Mr.Phelps is a keen example of someone with no training what so ever in police work or rescue operations and chose to help. Anybody can make a difference regardless of race, job status, or class. It is moments like 9/11 when America needs to band together and cope with each other and this sunday we all must band together and respect the morning of our fiends and family.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Free:first weak
I just wrote my first blog AND IT WAS A PAIN! 500 words of introducing your self is not the easiest thing in the world, well at least not for me, but its done with. I was never much of a good writer let alone a good typist. So for me it kinda drove me a tad crazy.
I did manage to make it out of my first week of school ok. No big assignments due and the classes seem doable, but it will still be a stretch. I just hope this year is as quick as last year, but it probably won't. I have a new challenge for my sophomore year. For the first time I have a 0 period and living bay farm, sleep is crucial. I am willing to stand up take that responsibility it will teach me to get up in the morning
I can't complain about the teachers they seem all right...for now. I have a new science teacher for the second year in a row and have the same math teacher from my freshman year. Other than that this year should be pretty smooth unless the teachers flip out over the smallest thing.
My weekend went great I finally got some sleep after a long weak. I spent it over at my grandparents house. We went to dinner and most of the talk was how bad the 49ers were and why Alex Smith can,t throw straight. As for me I'm a raider fan so no worries, but my owner is so dumb can't wait till he retires. So until next time who ever is reading readers.
I did manage to make it out of my first week of school ok. No big assignments due and the classes seem doable, but it will still be a stretch. I just hope this year is as quick as last year, but it probably won't. I have a new challenge for my sophomore year. For the first time I have a 0 period and living bay farm, sleep is crucial. I am willing to stand up take that responsibility it will teach me to get up in the morning
I can't complain about the teachers they seem all right...for now. I have a new science teacher for the second year in a row and have the same math teacher from my freshman year. Other than that this year should be pretty smooth unless the teachers flip out over the smallest thing.
My weekend went great I finally got some sleep after a long weak. I spent it over at my grandparents house. We went to dinner and most of the talk was how bad the 49ers were and why Alex Smith can,t throw straight. As for me I'm a raider fan so no worries, but my owner is so dumb can't wait till he retires. So until next time who ever is reading readers.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
BC:ME
My name is Jesse Norman IV. I have lived my whole life in California, but was born in San Ramon. My hobbies are to play basketball, golf, and play the trombone. I have two major goals for this year,to improve in school, and have more balance in my life. I want to have a great year academically as well as socially.
For about 6 years all I ever wanted to do was sports. Whether it was baseball, basketball,or tennis, I would do anything to keep my mind off of school. Once I started sixth grade I figured out I couldn't do all the sports without worrying about my grades. By this time, I stopped playing basketball because I felt I wasn't that good in the basketball teams but I faded from playing sports interlay. I couldn't even find the time to hang out with friends. I hated it, but I found a solution that I have recently started using. I had to figure a plan to do homework, get good grades and have time to chill. I started planing ahead, instead of playing video games all day. I started studying for an hour or two on subjects that I was struggling on and then did the fun activities. After a few months I started seeing results in every class expect one, math (God's way of punishing children). This past summer I did summer school for the first time. I now understand that if I wasn't messing around in class I could be in algebra 2. That was last year, this year will be better with my new plan and a real goal.
Balancing time for me has always been a pain. I can never seem to find the time to balance school with friends.I am either working too much or playing too much.Music was my escape. It allows me to get away from school, work and occasionally parents. For four years now, I have been playing the trombone. I played at Lincoln Middle School and now I am currently in the band at Alameda High. I found interest in it when I was 11 and a music teacher brought a trumpet and a trombone for us to try. The trombone seemed just right for me.
Minus the fact that I love playing trombone, I have recently found more interest in the world of professional. I have a big interest in keeping up with what is going on in the sports world from injuries to big names with big contracts, a rookie bust or prodigies in the making. Recently I have joined a fantasy football league. I hope I have a good season, seeing how it's my first time. In a way you can say it is a hobby of mine. It also gives me something else to talk at the dinner table besides how was school and quality time with the folks.
I plan on going to college at U C San Diego. I hope to continue with playing basketball, golf, and if I have the time play a little bit of trombone on the side. Goals will certainly change. From getting a good job and starting a family of my own someday. Biggest of all goals finding balance in all of it, not just school but my life as a grown up. I mean, thats just me.
For about 6 years all I ever wanted to do was sports. Whether it was baseball, basketball,or tennis, I would do anything to keep my mind off of school. Once I started sixth grade I figured out I couldn't do all the sports without worrying about my grades. By this time, I stopped playing basketball because I felt I wasn't that good in the basketball teams but I faded from playing sports interlay. I couldn't even find the time to hang out with friends. I hated it, but I found a solution that I have recently started using. I had to figure a plan to do homework, get good grades and have time to chill. I started planing ahead, instead of playing video games all day. I started studying for an hour or two on subjects that I was struggling on and then did the fun activities. After a few months I started seeing results in every class expect one, math (God's way of punishing children). This past summer I did summer school for the first time. I now understand that if I wasn't messing around in class I could be in algebra 2. That was last year, this year will be better with my new plan and a real goal.
Balancing time for me has always been a pain. I can never seem to find the time to balance school with friends.I am either working too much or playing too much.Music was my escape. It allows me to get away from school, work and occasionally parents. For four years now, I have been playing the trombone. I played at Lincoln Middle School and now I am currently in the band at Alameda High. I found interest in it when I was 11 and a music teacher brought a trumpet and a trombone for us to try. The trombone seemed just right for me.
Minus the fact that I love playing trombone, I have recently found more interest in the world of professional. I have a big interest in keeping up with what is going on in the sports world from injuries to big names with big contracts, a rookie bust or prodigies in the making. Recently I have joined a fantasy football league. I hope I have a good season, seeing how it's my first time. In a way you can say it is a hobby of mine. It also gives me something else to talk at the dinner table besides how was school and quality time with the folks.
I plan on going to college at U C San Diego. I hope to continue with playing basketball, golf, and if I have the time play a little bit of trombone on the side. Goals will certainly change. From getting a good job and starting a family of my own someday. Biggest of all goals finding balance in all of it, not just school but my life as a grown up. I mean, thats just me.
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