There has to be a better way to wake up without my dogs licking my face. It's not that I don't like waking up to it, I mean I love it that my puppies love me so much that they want to show me their love, but I would love them even more if they didn't do that at five thirty in the morning.
Well to wake up at five thirty, what can a person do? My parents are still asleep, my brother snores, and my grandpa is barely waking up to make his cup of coffee. I have to be silent like a ninja to do anything. Normally, I would just listen to my iPod after I take out my pups, but today the darn thing was dead! So then I was like who can I possibly text at five thirty in the morning. I have friends that actually like to sleep until noon so I knew that was a lost cause. I just ended up staring at the ceiling. I found a cat, unicorn, and three different people's faces on my ceiling. Now everytime I look up I see people. Weird!
There should be a better way to wake up not at five thirty, and that's to not wake up. But like I said to have my dogs slobering their wet kisses on me is kind of hard to ignore. Oh well, five thirty it is. Does anyone have suggestions as to what to do if my iPod is dead? Remember, silent like a ninja. I would figure I would just blog at five in the morning, but I think I would not see the key pad, and since I look at it to type, then the words would end up looking like this: where us rhe leyyer x/.(where is the letter x? :]]) I would really appreciate the opinions. =]
Until Next Time...
P.S. If you have not heard of Drake-Best I Ever Had, where have you been!? :]]
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Monday, June 15, 2009
Quiet Summer...
Well I'm basically writing this blog to just reflect on summer, and what I am expecting of it. I like doing reflections so bear with me.
Summer. The hot breeze as it blows in your face. The time of days that instead of being snugged warmly on your bed, your sheets are sticky, and the last thing you want is something warm. But it also comes with greater things. Summer vacation.
Who didn't like counting down the days for summer vacation when you were in high school? I practically had my Calendar marked, ready to purchase semi-expensive ice creams and ice cold drinks. No worries whatsoever except finding things to entertain oneself, whether water balloon fights to just video games inside the air conditioned room.
I love the summer, it gives me excuses for just sitting down and typing words, or going outside and write in my journal. Last year I did just that, and now, well I won't be traveling, which is a bummer after all. But the things that I do look forward this summer is friends, jobs, and writing. I do plan to spend as much of my waking moment with my friends, and hold our friendships strong as the time that we first made it, back in our high school years. I got offered a small job in which I do nothing but write, which is pretty much starting to become a slow addiction. Something about seeing my words fly out of my head and onto the screen brings a sort of happiness. These are words that are used by any race of the population, but they are mine, in the sense that I have combined them to twist in whatever way I see fit. (Sounds a bit posessive I know, but that's the way I often feel.)
I hope that this is not something that will die in me. I want to continue with writing, see where it takes me, as all these ideas are slowly oozing out of my brain and into my blogs. Let's just hope the summer heat actually comes out so I can put to good use my summer dresses... =)
Summer. The hot breeze as it blows in your face. The time of days that instead of being snugged warmly on your bed, your sheets are sticky, and the last thing you want is something warm. But it also comes with greater things. Summer vacation.
Who didn't like counting down the days for summer vacation when you were in high school? I practically had my Calendar marked, ready to purchase semi-expensive ice creams and ice cold drinks. No worries whatsoever except finding things to entertain oneself, whether water balloon fights to just video games inside the air conditioned room.
I love the summer, it gives me excuses for just sitting down and typing words, or going outside and write in my journal. Last year I did just that, and now, well I won't be traveling, which is a bummer after all. But the things that I do look forward this summer is friends, jobs, and writing. I do plan to spend as much of my waking moment with my friends, and hold our friendships strong as the time that we first made it, back in our high school years. I got offered a small job in which I do nothing but write, which is pretty much starting to become a slow addiction. Something about seeing my words fly out of my head and onto the screen brings a sort of happiness. These are words that are used by any race of the population, but they are mine, in the sense that I have combined them to twist in whatever way I see fit. (Sounds a bit posessive I know, but that's the way I often feel.)
I hope that this is not something that will die in me. I want to continue with writing, see where it takes me, as all these ideas are slowly oozing out of my brain and into my blogs. Let's just hope the summer heat actually comes out so I can put to good use my summer dresses... =)
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
Slowly Growing Up...
Promotion, Graduation, it all amounts to one thing: that sense of accomplishment. I felt it when I took my first steps on the grassy plain, now my little brother, who is five years younger than me is taking his first steps toward his future. I loved watching him, walking over, handing his certificate and shaking hands with his future principal!
I can't believe he only has four years to go! yay!
Well before it gets any later, (and before my sister decides she wants to kill me) I want to show people how happy I am for my little brother Jorge, and his pictures that I took at Promotion!
Way to Go Loser!!! :)
Friday, June 05, 2009
A.R.T. (Amazing Realization of Talent!)
Well, I had an art project due on Wednesday and I was struggling on what I should draw or paint or take a picture of, because art is pretty much anything as long as you say "ART!" alongside it. So at first, I wanted to find something to do with the Mona Lisa, seeing how I always loved Da Vinci's work. In the long run, nothing was turning out as good as I hoped and made me look online for other art pieces. I looked at Michaelangelou, Raphael, and tons of other Renaissance men, because they are just boss.
After ten pages on Google and getting ready to close the internet, I stumbled across Edvard Munch and his famous art The Scream. For those of you that don't know who Edvard Munch is, I'm sure you can guess what the art looks like. Well anyways, I read up on him, seeing how what he drew were emotions and the like, The Scream was the epitomy of him having a hard and depressing time. So it got me thinking (big surprise), since I am in one of those kiddy-got-too-much-caffeine-for-just-one-person emotion (which just basically means that I was super hyper) I ended up drawing me (or a closeness of it) smiling happily in the same background of The Scream. It is entitled The Smile (very original I know), because in the picture instead of screaming I am happy and smiling, even thought the background behind me is not as beautiful. It was quite a tough time, because I was looking like crazy for colors to make it seem like it. I personally think I could be the next Edvard Munch! Not really. :)
And in case someone is wondering what the original piece looked like here it is: 
Kinda similar don't ya think? Anyways the other reason as to why I left the background the same was due to the fact that even though my day is sad and depressing, it will not define my day. I myself am the only one that will decide if I have a fun night out or if I should just curl up in bed and pull the covers over my head. Well that's all the time I have for today since I have to get ready for school, and decided not to hold this up for much longer. Have a happy day and remember: don't let the day define you, define it for yourself!
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
Crazy Little Thing Called Imagination...
I started the day like any other. I groggily got up, mumbled about waking up, got ready and drove off to school. As soon as I arrived I went toward my English class, plopping myself down on my regular seat and getting ready to tune out the speeches that we were presenting (Don't worry I have the feeling that many are going to do the same thing with my speech). As the first presenter arose to deliver her well thought out speech I was already acting as though I had headphones on listening to music instead of her. Then came her opening sentence:
"Once upon a time, wait that's not right. How about in a Galaxy far far away, wait no, that's no good either. I got it: In a land far far away..." and she continued from there, explaining to us that reality is different from the fantasy that are expressed through movies and stories and anything else that leaked out, maybe even through a blog.
I got me thinking: yeah, fantasy and reality are different and should be treated as such, so no argument there. Then came the harsh tone from her mouth: "Grow up, there's no such thing as a happy ending."
I pretty much screeched to a halt there.
Yes, happy endings with fairy tale stories in which damsels in distress is far from reality. I myself can testify for that. But the way that she was explaining this point of view kind of threw me off guard, telling us to grow up and stop having companies like Disney and many others stop spewing the happiness and morals that it teaches us, especially if it is in the form of fantasy. To tell us to grow up is the same as telling us to get over the fact that your pet turtle died.
What also "grinded my gears" as Peter Griffin would say was that she expected us, college students, to still be this way: forever pining for that prince charming, forever searching for the fallen beauty. It's as if she expected us to combat the fire breathing dragons to get to the fairest maiden in the land or wait for true love's first kiss. I don't know much about many of you in the world, but the closest I have gotten to dragons are the lizards that hide from me when I come across them. As for true love's kiss... yeah.
The other thing that got me a bit peeved was how she was comparing the cult classic The Little Mermaid, to something that we are looking for. A young mermaid whose father told her to stay away from humans, even though she fell in love with one. It's edgy, rebellious, and a classic fairy tale come true with the help of a talking crab. I don't know any talking crabs personally but I loved that movie when I was 5 years old, and still love it to this day. I am not looking for a talking crab anytime soon, and humans are my race so I think I'm in the clear. And it's not just the whole becoming human and living happily ever after that goes behind this movie. If one looks between the lines, you can see the relationships that are placed between a father and daughter, how friends are always there for you when one needs them, and yes of course falling in love.
Now here is the real question that I have for any of you guys that are thinking "this girl had a point." Let me first say that this person is a friend of mine so I hold nothing against her personally, just wanted my point to be put forward without any arguments in the process, because I could rant about this all day long.
Onto the question: How can you as a person, parent, sibling, family member or just a friend tell a child in the same tone and indifference to grow up because what you see in the movies will never come true? How can look into a child's eyes and say stop believing in that fairy tale junk? It would be the same as telling them to grow up and stop believing in the Tooth Fairy, Santa Claus and any other fairy tale creature.
They are kids! They don't need to hold an aspect onto a perspective of reality, when fantasy is what is forming in their minds between the ages of 3 through possibly ten years old, or maybe longer. I am not saying to tell children to keep up the erroneous fantasy of waiting for true love or something like that. I am just trying to show the emphasis of the freedom and escape of reality by indulging ourselves in a fantasy that can be as crazy as being a mermaid, to a boy fighting dragons... or zombies for that matter. I am trying to show how many people are trying to have their child grow up at such a young age, when in truth they have the rest of their lives to grow up.
Take a chapter out of Peter Pan's book. Don't hurry your children to grow up, keep them indulged in the realms of fantasy for as long as you can, because if you don't you will see them grow too quickly to even appreciate all their childhood dreams. With all the promotions that are going on in life and pressures such as sex, drugs and many other dangerous vices, it is good to escape reality from time to time. Let your imagination take you where you want to go or have it cradle you and let you be who you want to be, and do the same with your child.
"Once upon a time, wait that's not right. How about in a Galaxy far far away, wait no, that's no good either. I got it: In a land far far away..." and she continued from there, explaining to us that reality is different from the fantasy that are expressed through movies and stories and anything else that leaked out, maybe even through a blog.
I got me thinking: yeah, fantasy and reality are different and should be treated as such, so no argument there. Then came the harsh tone from her mouth: "Grow up, there's no such thing as a happy ending."
I pretty much screeched to a halt there.
Yes, happy endings with fairy tale stories in which damsels in distress is far from reality. I myself can testify for that. But the way that she was explaining this point of view kind of threw me off guard, telling us to grow up and stop having companies like Disney and many others stop spewing the happiness and morals that it teaches us, especially if it is in the form of fantasy. To tell us to grow up is the same as telling us to get over the fact that your pet turtle died.
What also "grinded my gears" as Peter Griffin would say was that she expected us, college students, to still be this way: forever pining for that prince charming, forever searching for the fallen beauty. It's as if she expected us to combat the fire breathing dragons to get to the fairest maiden in the land or wait for true love's first kiss. I don't know much about many of you in the world, but the closest I have gotten to dragons are the lizards that hide from me when I come across them. As for true love's kiss... yeah.
The other thing that got me a bit peeved was how she was comparing the cult classic The Little Mermaid, to something that we are looking for. A young mermaid whose father told her to stay away from humans, even though she fell in love with one. It's edgy, rebellious, and a classic fairy tale come true with the help of a talking crab. I don't know any talking crabs personally but I loved that movie when I was 5 years old, and still love it to this day. I am not looking for a talking crab anytime soon, and humans are my race so I think I'm in the clear. And it's not just the whole becoming human and living happily ever after that goes behind this movie. If one looks between the lines, you can see the relationships that are placed between a father and daughter, how friends are always there for you when one needs them, and yes of course falling in love.
Now here is the real question that I have for any of you guys that are thinking "this girl had a point." Let me first say that this person is a friend of mine so I hold nothing against her personally, just wanted my point to be put forward without any arguments in the process, because I could rant about this all day long.
Onto the question: How can you as a person, parent, sibling, family member or just a friend tell a child in the same tone and indifference to grow up because what you see in the movies will never come true? How can look into a child's eyes and say stop believing in that fairy tale junk? It would be the same as telling them to grow up and stop believing in the Tooth Fairy, Santa Claus and any other fairy tale creature.
They are kids! They don't need to hold an aspect onto a perspective of reality, when fantasy is what is forming in their minds between the ages of 3 through possibly ten years old, or maybe longer. I am not saying to tell children to keep up the erroneous fantasy of waiting for true love or something like that. I am just trying to show the emphasis of the freedom and escape of reality by indulging ourselves in a fantasy that can be as crazy as being a mermaid, to a boy fighting dragons... or zombies for that matter. I am trying to show how many people are trying to have their child grow up at such a young age, when in truth they have the rest of their lives to grow up.
Take a chapter out of Peter Pan's book. Don't hurry your children to grow up, keep them indulged in the realms of fantasy for as long as you can, because if you don't you will see them grow too quickly to even appreciate all their childhood dreams. With all the promotions that are going on in life and pressures such as sex, drugs and many other dangerous vices, it is good to escape reality from time to time. Let your imagination take you where you want to go or have it cradle you and let you be who you want to be, and do the same with your child.
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