Another past draft, rediscovered, and posted:
It's been so long since I was last on here and blogged...I'm not sure how I feel about that. Personally I feel like it was a nice vacation because I don't like the added work, however at the same time I feel like blogging my feelings out is a nice break. Anyways Valentine's Day is tomorrow. Yay. I am so controversial when it comes to holidays. I mean, Valentine's Day is a great Hallmark holiday, meaning it was created with the purpose of making more money for chocolate and flower companies. People usually make such a big deal about it. I think that it is a cute holiday, especially for those that celebrate it, but I always feel bad for the people who don't have the special person to celebrate it with.
I am not hating on Valentine's Day simply because I don't have anyone, either. I just always see the people without someone suffering because of the irritating "love" feeling floating around. Plus, some people make such a big deal about Valentine's Day. For example, one of my dad's past girlfriends made such a big deal over the holiday, when he didn't do EXACTLY what she wanted. I felt that she was completely overreacting. I mean, at that time, he didn't know that she wanted a specific type of flowers/chocolates/necklace. To me, it's a sweet holiday that can unfortunately, easily turn some couples sour.
Monday, February 21, 2011
A Pet Peeve
I really don't mind a lot of things. Whatever seems to annoy people really fast usually doesn't get to me, however there is one thing that I can't stand. It is being told that I can't do something, or that I should change my mind about a decision. For me, once I start something, I finish it out to the very end. I dedicate myself more to whatever it is, until I am good at it. It's partially the reason why I haven't dropped IB Physics. Maybe it's my pride speaking that won't allow me, but I don't like people thinking that since I can't do something then I should not and I should just give up. I have always felt like giving up is a sign of defeat, and I dislike defeat because ever since I have been little, I have been a fighter. I have always enjoyed and still do, causing people to be surprised or fighting against society's prejudices and conformist values. So, I guess the moral of this story would be to never tell me that I can not do something, because in the end I will work just as much harder then ever to prove you wrong and show you that I can do it!
Family Hurdles
Okay, so I was flipping through the drafts that I had of previous topics/ideas and I realized that this one is personal, but I still want to post it, partially because I already have it written, so that means one less of a blog that I have to write later on in this quarter so here it goes, I guess:
Supposedly when life throws hurdles at you, you are supposed to overcome them, correct? It's like the saying, when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade, right? I mean, at least that's what I have always thought. I have always felt that when you encounter hurdles and then overcome them, it adds to your character and your definition of yourself. I have always felt a sense of accomplishment when I had overcome something because I wanted to feel special, because maybe not everyone would have been able to handle or get past the situation. I just want to believe that I am bettering myself. My family has provided me tons of hurdles and I have felt that I have always cleared them successfully. Now might be different though. My little sister might be moving back in with my mom, my sister, and I. Which you would think would be great, but somehow I feel almost more worried and frustrated because I don't want the past to repeat itself. I love my sister, but I feel like we are making the same mistake again. Although, she has basically no where else to go because staying with my dad is not healthy for her in many ways. She has to stay with us. But I don't want my other sister to suffer from this decision, and likewise with my mom. Our whole way of living will have to change to accommodate her again in our household, and it's going to be challenging.
She claims to have changed, and I really want to believe her. But in the back of my head, I am constantly now thinking of new precautions I will have to take and resort to, to try and make it easier for everyone and her so that she won't resort back to her old ways. But when she does, I want to be prepared. Every time that she has stayed with us for an extended period of time, it starts off alright until she doesn't get what she wants and then it backfires. I don't know if she realizes that by coming back here, the things that she will be giving up that my dad gave her, like money and freedom. Here she won't be spoiled. Instead she will have to constantly be with one of us, and either my sister and I have to quit some after school activities to baby sit her, or she has to be incorporated into those activities. I'm not sure if I want her incorporated that much into my time away from her, which means school and extra curriculars. But what else is there to do? All we have to do is learn to cope and grow in our situation.
Ending Note: So since this is an old draft that I decided to post anyway, my thoughts and feeling have changed slightly. Even though she will be coming back to live with my family and I, she has changed and I believe that we will not be repeating the same mistake. I love my little sister a lot and I feel prepared and excited to have her fully back in our lives!! =D
Supposedly when life throws hurdles at you, you are supposed to overcome them, correct? It's like the saying, when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade, right? I mean, at least that's what I have always thought. I have always felt that when you encounter hurdles and then overcome them, it adds to your character and your definition of yourself. I have always felt a sense of accomplishment when I had overcome something because I wanted to feel special, because maybe not everyone would have been able to handle or get past the situation. I just want to believe that I am bettering myself. My family has provided me tons of hurdles and I have felt that I have always cleared them successfully. Now might be different though. My little sister might be moving back in with my mom, my sister, and I. Which you would think would be great, but somehow I feel almost more worried and frustrated because I don't want the past to repeat itself. I love my sister, but I feel like we are making the same mistake again. Although, she has basically no where else to go because staying with my dad is not healthy for her in many ways. She has to stay with us. But I don't want my other sister to suffer from this decision, and likewise with my mom. Our whole way of living will have to change to accommodate her again in our household, and it's going to be challenging.
She claims to have changed, and I really want to believe her. But in the back of my head, I am constantly now thinking of new precautions I will have to take and resort to, to try and make it easier for everyone and her so that she won't resort back to her old ways. But when she does, I want to be prepared. Every time that she has stayed with us for an extended period of time, it starts off alright until she doesn't get what she wants and then it backfires. I don't know if she realizes that by coming back here, the things that she will be giving up that my dad gave her, like money and freedom. Here she won't be spoiled. Instead she will have to constantly be with one of us, and either my sister and I have to quit some after school activities to baby sit her, or she has to be incorporated into those activities. I'm not sure if I want her incorporated that much into my time away from her, which means school and extra curriculars. But what else is there to do? All we have to do is learn to cope and grow in our situation.
Ending Note: So since this is an old draft that I decided to post anyway, my thoughts and feeling have changed slightly. Even though she will be coming back to live with my family and I, she has changed and I believe that we will not be repeating the same mistake. I love my little sister a lot and I feel prepared and excited to have her fully back in our lives!! =D
Thursday, January 13, 2011
The U.S. Postal Service
No, I don't mean the band The Postal Service, but the actual physical letters that we get every day. Personally, I love getting mail. However, is the mail really necessary in this day and age with all of the great technology that we have? I mean, the mail is killing more and more trees because that is what is used to make the paper necessary to have mail, however I know at our house, maybe 50% of the mail received is spam mail that we don't even look at, but instead just toss into the trash can. It's a HUGE waste of trees, ink, and time.
I know that I for one enjoy mail, but I only get fun mail and college stuff, and no bills yet. Once I get bills then I will probably be dreading the mail, but until then I have always thought of getting mail as a big and exciting deal. It was like Christmas to my sisters and I when we received letters from friends and family. I wonder why though we don't just do everything electronically? Is it because some of the world does not have computers and can't afford them? Or are the companies sending the spam mail worried that they will lose profit or that the changeover is way too expensive? I feel that by switching over to electronic mail, it just won’t be the same and by doing so will signal the beginning of a LARGE technological advancement, and I feel comfortable where we are. Plus, if the advancement continues then the machines could take over!! *gasp* I don’t know if I would go that far yet, but it’s not impossible. I want to keep using the postal service though, and if my previous reasons were not good enough then just for the sentimental values of getting mail from a mail box.
My Cliché Hero
I remember back when I was in middle school and elementary school, we would always have to write those really awful essays about our personal heroes and why they were our heroes. To me, I always disliked them because I felt that it was just too personal and it was always hard for me to find someone to look up to that I wouldn't mind talking about in an essay that the teacher would read. However, I can now honestly say that my true hero is my mom. Granted that is a little bit cliché, because a lot of kids always look up to their parents but I feel more than pure admiration for my mom. My mom does a lot for my sisters and I in different situations that often end up humiliating her. I feel like she has been through hell and back because of how my family is, yet she still keeps on moving forward. No matter the opposition, she is still standing and fighting for the rights that should be automatically given. I feel that she does way too much at times, but I am happy that she believes in my sisters and I enough to fight for us. I guess I just feel really proud of her and I hope that someday I can be someone that she can be proud to call her daughter as well as someone who can pay her back and make her happy to make up for the lost time.
Monday, January 10, 2011
The Jonas Brothers Rant (Yep, Unfortunately, You Read This Right!)
Okay, I was typing my previous blog out because this is a form of procrastination. For example instead of writing blogs I should be typing either my English or TOK essay/final thing. Nope. Here I am instead. I’m not sure why, but anyway let’s get to the point. I was typing my previous blog (almost done with it!), and my stereo was playing random songs off of my iPod. The song “Year 3000” by The Jonas Brothers comes on. I am not a fan of the Jonas Brothers, but since in my household we don’t download songs illegally, meaning all of the music on my iPod come from my sisters because they always have money for ITunes. Obviously my iPod has not been updated. I think I still have Hannah Montana on it, from when they were obsessed with her. But the fact that I chose not to get up and change the Jonas Brothers song nor the country one after it displays I think, my laziness or how hypocritical human nature is. I mean, I am not a fan of them at all, but the fact that I don’t get up to change the song shows that I guess that they are not as bad as I / society portray them to be.
I thought that I would share this moment with the couple of people who read these blogs, because I thought that it was interesting that I refused to get up. I thought that it would be interesting to share because the fact that all of this dreadful music is on my iPod is embarrassing, but Katie’s blog was really sweet. It was sweet because it mentioned how these blogs are personal but only really personal between the nine of us and Mr.Wilcox, so if we tell each other anything it stays within our group. So I guess, it’s a good time to tell you guys that I have the Jonas Brothers and Hannah Montana on my iPod, along with Innerpartysystem, Florence and The Machines, The Wombats, Two Door Cinema Club, Disturbed, and bunches of other stuff. Now that I think about it though, I don’t know how the good bands (the bands mentioned last) could possibly stand to be on the same device as the Jonas Brothers and Hannah Montana. It’s actually quite like the fact that my Aeropostle gift card of five years was incapable of sitting next to my Hot Topic membership card any longer so I got rid of the Aeropostle one. I guess it’s time to grow up and seize control of my own iPod and get rid of the disliked bands.
Languages
Okay, so today in TOK we were discussing different languages and whether or not it would be better to have one major language (Esperanto, correct?) or the bunches of little languages that we have now. I can definitely see the advantages to having one major language, like for example English. If everyone in the whole world knew English, everything could just be translated into English for products and their labels and everyone would know what everyone was talking about. I don't know how I feel about that. I like the concept that everyone would be able to know what everyone is talking about; however I feel like things just would not be the same and not in a good way. I feel that without different languages we would miss out on a whole bunch of culture. I mean, yes the pieces of literature and what not could be translated into English, but it wouldn't be the same thing. I know that with learning Spanish, I feel excited that I can now understand more people around the world because I can speak their language now. I feel happy that I have become the progressed as a human to learn multiple languages.
Without all of the languages that identity as that type of person I feel would slip away too. I mean, if all the people in Spain were to convert to just English, then first off the translations from their language to ours would be different, plus they would become more "American" and think more "American-like". By doing so, I kind feel that that would be a bad thing because they lose their history, culture, and traditions, as well as their "Spain" way of thinking. The advantages are great, but right now I think that it is interesting in how different everyone is, even if it means harder work for us to figure it out. Now everyone gets to be themselves throughout the world.
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