oh god.

wow. a week has already passed. damn. no school for two weeks. its gonna be weird not having to wake up at 5:30 in the morning and get ready for school.
its friday again. and just like any other fridays, im doing my blog at the very last minute. sutherland, i read your comment on my last blog, thankyou for the advice. maybe i do wanna remember what happened and keep track of the week? maybe not. well, whatever the reason is, ill try to keep writing though. the thing i need to change is that i need to stop procrastinating on the days when we go to the computer lab, and try to get my blog done then. but oh wells. its all good.

monday was an okay day, i think. i dont remember much of it. I think my history class got our test back that day. i got a B. i was very happy. surely that helped my grade a bit. after school, i went to the library and hung out there with brenda, carlos, and brianna for a bit.

tuesday, i spent lunch with kristen. it was pretty good. then after school, i hung out with fifita, brianna, and natalie. we went to starbucks.

WEDNESDAY, i will probably remember that day for a long time. lol. i THREADED sutherland. it was quite funny. he screamed in pain and told me that i lied about it being painful. haha. after school i hung out with daryl. it was fun.

thursday, i didnt do much at school. i dont remember much of it. i remember playing bingo and musical chairs in spanish and thats about it tho. the musical chair was okay. everyone was rushing to find a seat.

today, i had a party in history. my teacher started taking pictures of all of us. it was really awkward. in english, we played a game. i forgot what its called. it was pretty funny. i had a test 6th period so i was making my cheatsheet at lunch. i didnt quite finish the whole thing but the bell rung. spanish was pretty okay. we watched the movie "take the lead" and "spongebob squarepants". in chemistry, the test was not easy at all. i didnt like it. but i got through it. i guess i can say im glad that school is over for now.

blah.

So this week went by really slow. I hated it. I had lots to do this week in school. I took 2 tests, got 3 back. I got decent grades on all of them. I already forgot what I did in school on monday and tuesday. It seems like it was about a month ago. Or maybe my brain isnt funtioning properly; either way, it still felt like a long time ago.


On wednesday, I remember going to the computer lab and trying to think of something to blog about. I couldnt think of anything to write about, so I asked Sutherland. He told me to talk about the quickwrites. My quickwrites are terrible, so I didnt wanna write about them. When he heard that, he told me not to do it yet. He told me to read my book or somehting and not to force it and try to think of something to write. Well, I took your advice, Sutherland. I guess, I ALWAYS have nothing to say. Even if I do think of a good topic to write about, I get stuck of what to say on it. Thats why I always end up doing my bolgs at the last moment and they always seem to talk about my week.


I guess right now, I want to talk about alot of different things, but then once I start them, I just dont have anything to say. I have about 3 google docs open, and on all of them, besides this one, I have written about 100 words and given up. I'm trying to think of more things to say about one thing. I guess thats should be my goal? maybe.


For today, I think the only thing I'm trying to do is have at least 300 words. But there is no purpose on these blogs though, if thats the only reason I'm doing this. I know I want the credits for this assignment, but I dont get whats the point of my writting.

today.

WARNING: this blog is EXTREMELY boring. i noe i said i would talk about nepal, but im kind of in a hurry to get this done because im about to leave. I couldnt think of what to write about in this blog, SO, im going to write about how my day went. i noe, how original! deal with it. i need to make that 300 to 400 words. SOOO,


today was pretty fun. it was food fair and my birthday. i guess i wasnt much excited about my birthday. but the food fair was pretty fun.
my morning started with me getting to school and seeing brianna and christina trying to decorate my locker. i didnt let them, so instead, they gave me the poster. i put it inside my locker, which was NOT organized at all. christina had baked me some cupcakes, which she put inside a big box/container. i had to carry that with me almost the whole day. then, princess calls me and tells me to go downstairs. she had baked me brownies. i took a few bites out of it and everyone else took most of it. i had to go to pe with the cupcakes and brownies. throughtout the whole day, it was just like that.

lunch came, i waited for my friend then went to the gym. the food fair was being held inside the gym because it was going to rain. the gym was packed with lots of people. there was music playing. every where you turned, there was some kind of food. it was cool. me and brenda wanted our ticket to new moon so we called up some people and went to the theater. brenda and some other people had to go somewhere else. me and brianna bought our ticket and then went back to school. when we were walking, it started raining. i liked it very much because i love the rain.

I wish

I feel like I'm causing people so much pain and trouble. Not just people I love and care for, but people in general. I think I'm the reason for all their worries and all that. I feel like I'm always thinking about me and myself. Never about them, their feelings, and their opinion. That is why I wanted to write this blog this week.

I know I dont say this much, but I do love my parents. 80 percent of the time, I strongly dislike them. But right now, I am in the 20 percent. I do realize and apreciate all the things they have done for me. Like how we moved to the appartment we are living in for now just so I could come to Alameda High. We used to live very close to Encinal High. I went to Wood Middle School, and I was signed up to go to Encinal High. But my parents knew that I didnt want to go to Encinal, so they started looking for a place to move to. This whole moving thing was all for me, my brother still goes to the same Elementry school as he did before we moved. I realize that the only reason they want me to get good grades is that they want me to get good education. Okay, maybe not the ONLY reason, but that is one of the main reasons. They have done so much for me and I still dont show much apreciation. I am the reason my mom works more hours than needed. I am the reason there are arguments and fights in my house. I wish I could find a way to fix this and actually show how much I care.

When I went back to Nepal over the summer before freshmen year started, I wanted to visit one of my best friends. We were best friends since the very begining. But somehow, I always ended up making excuses about how busy I was and stuff when all I did was sit on my ass all day long. I feel hella bad and so guilty.

I know a lot of people that don't have any regrets, and I envy them so much. It really easy for me to regret what I do and how I do things. :/

this week

So guess who decided to do their blog at the very last minute? yup, thats right. me! I told myself I was gonna write this up thursday, but guess what? I didnt. Wow, I actually had plans for this week's blog. I was gonna write about what Sutherland suggested, about where I'm from. Nepal. But I dont really feel like talking about that this week. Maybe I'll write it next week.

This week was really stressing. We didnt have school on wednesday, and we had no block periods. It was 6 period days the whole week. The fact that we had a day off on wednesday gave hella teachers an excuse to load us with stupid homeworks. I had so much things to do. If it was a block day, I could have not done it and gotten away with it. But NOOO, it was 6 period days. Everything is due the next day. Since there was no school on wednesday, tuesday felt like a friday, and thursday felt like a monday. I had a test in Algebra 2, an oral exam in spanish 3 on thursday, and an essay in history. Dont even get me started in Chemistry. We have a test on monday, and I have no idea what this unit is about.

I feel like we don't have enough hours in a day. I mean, we wake up around 6 or 7, go to school for EIGHT hours where you have SO many homeworks. Then you go home and try to get your homeworks done, and before you know it, its time to go to bed. I have been up untill 12 a.m. or 1 a.m. trying to finish my school work, and even then, I'm still not doing good in school.I just want a day where I dont have to worry about anything. I want to learn how to calm myself down. There isn't a time where I'm not worried about one thing or another. My friends tell me to breathe in and breathe out. I tried. I dont know how to push weird thoughts away from my mind.

Well I guess I've talked about my issues enough. I'm done for now. untill next week. (:

My Second Statement Of Purpose

My original goal was to write about threading. I have not been writing about it once after we started blogging. I guess that means that I should pick a goal that does not involve just one topic. After looking over my blog, I noticed that I have been writing about lots of different topics. I don’t like how I write or what I write about though. My writing seems so boring to me. I have a hard time trying to find something to write about each week, so the best I can do is write about my week and make it at least 300 words and I'm done.
So here is my new goal in writing: I want my writing to look more professional. When someone looks at it, I want them to think that I know what I'm talking about.
My first goal in general is that I want to stop procrastinating. because of procrastination, I have been doing really bad in school lately. I have an F in Spanish for this quarter. It all came down to a notebook check, and I had literally nothing on mines. I had about 13 things in it out of 60 things. I know, how great. It was all because I always thought I had time to do them so I was never worried. I wasn't worried until the last day of the quarter where my teacher asked us to leave our notebook with her, I was horrified. When I got it back, I was really afraid to to check the grade. But I guess I kind of deserved that grade because of how I never actually did anything in that class.
My second goal is that I want to stop thinking in such a negative way about myself. I know everyone says this and Other people think it's not that big a deal. But to me, it is a huge deal because whatever I do I don't think I'm good enough. Most people would be like, "then why don't you try harder?" If I'm not good enough for something, I give up on it. I stop caring about it. This is what happened with most of my work. All my classes, I think it's too hard so I wont even try, or I think that I'm not good enough to make something or play some kind of sport, so I wont even try it at all.

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?

Influences

The people in my life who influence me the most are my friends Zach and Lizzy. They are both a sophmore in Alameda High. Whenever there is a football game, I always go with them. They are my main people. The first game I went to, it was me and Lizzy. We didnt know what to do or where to go. Then we saw Zach and he sat with us explaining what football was. We didn't understand anything without him. We made plans to go to the next game all together.
So the next game he went with us he taught us more and a funny little story happened, he had got caught sneaking in and some guy on the team had snitched on him so he got kicked out. We were wondering how we would get in. I had enough money for two people with me. Lizzy and I had our id cards but not Zack. We didnt want to go without him. We were outside asking random people for five bucks. Who would give three random people money? Then a senior guy and his friend were walking by. I asked him for it. He thought about it for a while, then gave it to me. We got to go in. we had lots of fun that day.
Today, we went to the Encinal vs. Alameda game. All three of us went together. Now we had just got back from today's game and JV won but Varsity did not win, but I got to see all my friends from middle school and that was fun, it was like a little reunion. On my way home i walked from Encinal to home and we got pizza then after that we went to Mcdonalds only for a cup though because the pizza made me thirsty.

Issues?

I have a major issue with losing interest in things really quickly. For example, this summer, Lizzy taught me how to make bracelets because I really wanted to make it. I learned it in my first try and worked on lots of different ones. After the first few weeks, I started getting bored and stopped making anymore bracelets. I still make it sometimes but I give up really soon. I only make it if I have to or my friends want one. Doing the same thing everyday or continuously gets really boring.
I get bored of products too. One of the other examples is nail polish. I cannot stick to one color. I wear different colors almost everyday or week. when ever I go to a drug store, I go to the make up and nails isle. My friends have commented on how I change nail color almost everyday.
The last example is homework. If there is a lot of homework, then I don't do it in time. I procrastinate too much. I do unimportant things rather than doing homework. Just like this blog. I am doing this just hours before its due. I had all week to write this. I am doing this now because I had no idea what I wanted to write about. I ran out of ideas. I had a few but I always ended on the second sentence. I was going to give up and skip this week and work on next week's blog this weekend. My friend told me to write about what was on my mind but my mind has random thoughts and it wouldn't make sense if I wrote it down.So basically to conclude, I loose interest in things really quickly. I still like doing those things but its not as amusing or exciting as it used to be.

Statement Of Purpose

I plan to write about threading. I think it is really fun and helpful to learn how to thread. Threading is somewhat like waxing without the stickiness. In threading, you only need a string. You can shape your eyebrows and thin them out. If you thread, you will see that it leaves a straight line. I started learning in eight grade. At the time, I used to pluck my eyebrows and I often messed up. My mom used to have other people thread her eyebrows. She was tired of having to go to other people so she tried learning by herself in front of the mirror and my arm. I decided to learn too. I wasn't very good at it, but I started getting better. I started threading my moms legs and eyebrows. In the beginning I even took out her skin and left cut marks. At the end of eight grade, I went back to Nepal, and my aunt gave me lessons. I can now thread the right way. I have shaped several peoples' eyebrows and threaded their legs, arms, and other places. My friends and family have told me that I should work at a salon.