spirit week

So its thursday! I'm pretty surprised to see myself typing up my blog today, too. I kindof expected me to do this tomorrow, since tomorrow's friday and everything. I guess it's because tomorrow is the homecoming game and I'm pretty sure I'm going. If I go, I'm going to be out the whole day. The game starts at 4:30. That is when the Jv game starts. It goes on until 5:30 or 6, i think. Varsity starts at 7 up to 9. I think this is the last football game. If I go, I will be going with Lizzy, and maybe Zach.
I really dont know what else I want to talk about in this blog. I need at least 300 words. I have about 125 words. I guess I'll talk about my week again then. I know, how boring.
So monday, I went back to school after being sick for about 4 days. It was nerd day that day. I had forgotten all about it. Lots of people were dressed up. Most people dressed up were wearing their pants really high, or their hair up in two pony tails. It was quite funny to see the guys wear their really high because its not something you see everyday. After school, I hung out with Lizzy. We went to spirit and then wienerschnitzel.
Tuesday was the "stages of life." So basically, the freshmens were babies, sophmores were either stereotypical teens or kids {they couldnt decide), juniors were adults, and seniors were senior citizens. I mistook some of the seniors as teachers here in AHS. It was actually funny because they could pull it off very well. After school, I went to my history teacher's room to make up half of the test I missed.
Wednasday was Wackytacky day. You can dress up in what ever you want. It didnt matter what you did to yourself or what you wore. There were people wearing seven or eight different layers of clothes. After school, I had to go back to my history teacher's class to finish up the test.
Today, it was pajama day! It was really cozy. I was going to fall asleep in my classes. Many people had blankets and robes on. Many wore footies! It was so adorable!

sunday

On Sunday, I hung out with Lizzy, Zach, Sharon, Justin, and Ajar. The whole day was really random. So it started out with me waking up around 9 and my dad yelling at me to make food. I made cereal. Yes, I'm a real cook. After that my brother starts complaining about how hungry he is. It was really annoying, so I made him fried rice. He actually ate it. I told him that we were gonna chill with a few people, and told him to get ready.
When Ajar and I left the house, Lizzy, Sharon, and Justin were already in front of my apartment. Right then, my mom calls me saying she forgot to give me money, and since I had already left, there was no point anymore. Lizzy had to go drop off some books so we went to the library. We told Zach we'd meet him there. He was taking a while so we decided to go on the computer. When he got to the library, we started walking down oak st. We were going to south shore. On our way, Sharon saw a huge spider in front of a house, and showed us. Lizzy and I started screaming. Zach, Justin, and Ajar just shook their heads and left us there. Lizzy, Sharon, and I were too distracted by the spider to leave that area. The owner of the house was outside, and came our way when she heard us. When we told her there was a spider in front of her house, she was scared too. We caused a whole riot there. After a while, the lady said, "well, thank you for telling me, its good to know what lives outside of my own house." We left that area, but we kept talking about the spider.
We went to a lot of different stores in south shore. when we left south shore, we were tired so Lizzy, Sharon, and I just randomly sat on the sidewalk, and Zach was trying to carry our little brothers. It was amusing really. people passing by stopped and looked them and started laughing. After a while, we got tired of sitting so we started walking again. We went to a corner store and bought a lot of ramen noodles. When Ajar and I got home, I cooked ramen, and that was our dinner. THE END.

rain, come back?

So its friday today, and I still haven't done my blog. I guess thats why im doing it right now. I dont really have any ideas on what Im going to talk about so Im writing about the rain. I know hella people that hate the rain. I love the rain. I was so excited that it was finally gonna rain in Alameda. So tuesday it was raining. I woke up to the sound of the rain. Just kidding. No i didnt. I woke up to the sound of my stupid alarm at five in the morning. I didnt want to get up. I slept in for one more hour, which was a hard thing to do because my alarm goes off every 9 minutes, and yes Im too lazy to turn it off. Anyways, I was done getting ready and was hella excited about walking to school in the rain, when all of a sudde, my parents decide to give me a ride to school. It sucked. When I got to school, no one was outside because of the rain. I really wanted to go out but I couldnt because of what I was wearing and my stuff in my bag. I went to the girls locker room to change, and then went to P.E. After P.E., everyone was complaining on how much they hated the rain. I went to algebra2. I sit next to this girl named Alex. She let me borrow her sweatshirt for the day. I was very comfortable throughout the whole day. After school, I walked home with my friend in the rain. That made my whole day a lot better. I told her about how much I wanted to wear a dress with no shoes and run around in the rain, she gave me the most horrified look. She does not understand my love for the rain.

My Phone

This week, I want to talk about my phone. Look above to see how it looks like. I think it is a stupid phone. The keyboard is really small and slanted so it is really hard to type. The back is really soft but it becomes dirty hella easily. The bluetooth does not work at all. You cannot send anything through it. There is no camcorder and that sucks. The thing I hate about the phone is that I don't have multimedia messaging. My friend has hella cute pictures and ring tones, which I wanted. She offered to attach it and send it to me, but then i could not receive it. It will say something like "new message" and when I click on it, it will ask me if i want to stop it or something. Its really stupid. The connection is hella bad too. It looses service at the randomest times. Once, I was trying to send a text message to my friend, and had no service in the middle while it was sending. My phone butt dials lots of people, thats why I have to lock it. But the lock can get really annoying when you are texting or are constantly on the phone.
I guess I should talk about the good things about this phone too. It has a camera and a voice recorder. I have almost 200 pictures right now. The voice recorder lets me record up to one hour. It has a full keyboard, unlike my old phone, which had the crappy numbers and it was a flip phone. This phone is very light and thin. The screen is very wide. There are a few games in this phone. Most of them are just demos, but its still fun to play on it. It also has a really pretty color.
I guess it does have its good and bad things, but the most important thing is that I'm just glad to have a phone, so i guess I'm going to have to get used to the fact that its not perfect.

Tatum Quote Annotate

(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.

I chose this paragraph because this paragraph is about how kids learn about stereotypes and racist comments and habits at a very young age. I agree with this because most of us grew up in neighborhood with people from the same race as us, which gives us very little information about the different races outside of ours. When I was little, the only people different from our race were tourist from different countries. The whole school and the neighborhood were one race. Many people want to be around people of their "kind". Most of the things they assume about the different race come from books or older people, like your parents or someone you look up to.

lies, lies, and more lies?

You tell a small lie. You think nothing of it now. But as time goes on, you start telling more and more lies. As it turns out, all of the things you've told you're friends and you're family was a lie. How would your family feel about that? How would your friends react to that? Should they forgive you? Should they just be like "oh it was just a little lie, no big deal"? What if they dont forgive you? Even after you learned your lesson? Would you go to them and tell them you learned your lesson and ask them for their forgiveness? Once you lie to someone and they find out, they wont trust you anymore. And can you blame them? They trusted you and you betrayed their trust. Can someone really overlook the fact that someone clase to them has lied to them?
Maybe they can. Maybe they will assume you really did learned your lesson. Maybe they miss you being a part of their life. What ever the reason is, they are back in your life again. If you got their trust again, would you really try to abuse it again? what if you didnt mean to do the same thing you did last time? what if it wasnt even your fault? And what if even if it wasnt your fault, you still end up hurting the same person again? But deeper this time? Who else is there to blame but you? Would they understand that this time you didnt mean to? Or would they not listen to you and tell you that this was your last straw and now they seriously dont want to be a part of you? What else is there left to do? You wont be able to reason with them because, what ever you say, they will have something worse to say to you. You cant argue with them, because you know that they are right. But does that really mean you should be out of their life?