5 lies and One Truth!

1) I love cooking

2) I appeared on a reality tv show

3) I had to get stiches on my head.

4) I've met lil wayne and we hung out

5) My favorite color is hot pink

6) This english class is an easy A

Blog #9 Picture :)

This is my chubs. i must warn u, he loves to smother people with lots of kisses. lol

Fatal Attraction

I always been attracted in the bad boy type; tattoos, buff, carefree and dangerous. These characteristics got my adrenaline pumping to the point where I would feel weak when I was around one. Sadly, I ended up being blinded by love from someone who fell into those categories.

In high school I started talking to a guy who I knew was trouble, me being naive I went for it. Frankie was one tough kid, always making deviant decisions; never really cared for those around him. As I started dating him, I notice that he was beginning to verbally abuse me by cussing at me all the time and putting me down. He would always tell me “I’m sorry” and me being blind, I accepted his apology all the time. Frankie was gang affiliated and was always in and out of juvenile hall. He constantly was out in the streets committing gang related crimes. He could be the sweetest guy but at times his mood would always change with me as if he was bipolar. He begins to become possessive with me to the point where he would tell me “where was I at, with whom?”  “I don’t want you to be going out”.  This wasn’t love, it scared me and I just couldn’t deal with that anymore. I ended it completely because I realize that dating a guy like that isn’t going to get me anywhere in life. This change came gradually for me and it affected me in a positive way because now I don’t date bad boys who are trouble.  This relationship not only affected me but those around me. My parents never approved of him and always tried to keep him away from me, even though I wouldn’t want that. This was a lesson learned for me.

FAMiLY

Three words that come to my mind when I hear the word Family is unconditional love, a social bond and support.

My family is the best thing that I could ever have, and are my happiness whenever I come home. Sometimes I may argue with my parents, sisters and brothers but deep down inside I have that unconditional love for them in which I can’t stay mad at them. My unconditional love for my family is very strong because when someone says anything about them or they are going through issues, I defend them and stick by them through the rough times and the good times. Love for a family could also be accepting their mistakes and helping them move on from it.

Having a social bond with people you love the most is amazing. I’m really close to my sister, she is like my best friend and someone who I look up to and ask for advice. We never get mad at each other and if we do, it’s about a small stupid thing. We hang out, talk all night until she says “Shut up, I’m going to sleep now” and the next morning she wakes me up, which I hate and I scream at her. Yep that’s real love. My mom and I are really close; we can laugh about certain things and joke around. She has a heart of gold and I can talk to her about anything.

Support from a family is important because if you fall down a couple times they are always there to hold your hand. Without support, I don’t think I would be the person I am today. They have always encouraged me to go to school and get an education. They always support the decisions I make and if I’m going through something, they give me comfort in return. Not only do they support me emotionally but they do support me financially. As long as I go to school, my parents help me financially with stuff I need. My family is always by my side in my goals and in my faults. There the people who understand me the most and are accepting when it comes to a time in my life where I don’t know which way to turn.

Therefore, family is what brings everybody together. It is a wonderful feeling to enjoy the happiest moments with your siblings and parents.

Interview

My first interview was with Ana Gonzalez. Her personality was awesome; she seemed like she has a good sense of humor and is confident. She is 22 years old and grew up in Oxnard with both of her parents as well as two brothers and three sisters. Currently, she has two kids, one of them is two and the other one is 6. Ana has been married for 7 years and is pregnant with her third child. Motivation to her is what she values most, as she says “I want to better myself and achieve my goals for my family”. Her daily schedule is busy; she drops off her kids at school, goes to school, picks kids up, goes home, makes dinner, put kids to sleep and then does her own thing. She balances her days by being patient and taking one day at a time. Ana hasn’t had a role model in her life but she says that she’s a role model to her kids. She shows her kids how to be kind to others, be respectful and devotes her time to her kids and family.

Three words that she described herself are caring, patient and hardworking. She is caring because she’s always there for her family and friends. Being patient comes easy to her since she has two kids. She is also a hard worker for she goes to school while being an amazing mother to her children. In ten years, she sees herself buying a home and graduating from a University. Her motto that gets her through the day is “Just one more day”. It helps her move on and face any challenges in life. Oxnard College has been a good experience for her. She likes it because you can meet new people while getting out and getting educated. The area’s that she thinks needs to be improved are parking. Her culture has influenced her to come to college because no one in her family has ever graduated from a college. It makes her want to work harder and aim for success.

Essay #1

My day started early in the morning, as the clouds begin to open up and unblock the blazing sun. At that time, I was barely a freshman, starting my year at Channel Island High school. Once I arrived at school, I met up with a couple of my friends who I had for my P.E class. We met inside the lockers and talked about how boring class will be. As I sat on the bench, my friend Jessie pulled out a small white container that was inside her back pack. with curious, I asked her what was inside of it. She replied back to me saying “It’s a pill that makes you feel good, do you want one?” without hesitation I stared at her with fear because I didn’t want to seem like a wimp in front of everyone. In my mind, I was thinking of what could happen and questioning myself over and over again. As she handed me the two pills, I immediately took them and swallowed it. I never thought this was going to be my worst day of my life.

Our class was inside the gym playing basketball while my friends and I were goofing around and chatting. At that moment, my vision became blurry; I couldn’t see anyone. I began taking a few steps, but once I took those steps, I felt a sensation of numbness from my toes going up towards my throat. My head kept spinning as if I was on a rollercoaster with no brakes. My throat was closing up my airway, while I felt a tightness struck me to the point where I was gasping for air. My friend Jessie ran over to me yelling “What’s wrong?” Words couldn’t come out of my mouth. I felt paralyzed as if an evil present was controlling my body. I felt like I didn’t have legs, but yet I was walking in a way that wasn’t myself. She took me by the arm and walked me over to the water fountain so that I could take a sip of water. After I took a sip, I felt as if my mind exploded and my mouth kept blabbering about nonsense. The tone of my voice wasn’t mine, it was more like a scary tone, as though I was trapped in my body with no ability to talk in my way.

 The bell had rang; it was time to dress out and go into the lockers. As I was walking to the locker room, I completely started to laugh and say comments to people who were around me. Everyone who was there, were laughing but I didn’t really remember anything. It was more like a blur and a fast pace for me. Seconds passed, I completely blacked out. The feeling didn’t feel real; it felt like I was fading away into a pitch black tunnel with no sound or no conscious. As I woke up, I was laying on the bench while my friend Cassandra was helping me get up and open my locker. She then walked me to my next class because I didn’t know where I was at, nor was I walking straight.

As I went to my classes, I felt horrible because I felt a sharp pain in my throat that was killing me. In class, I couldn’t concentrate. The floor felt like waves. As I sat there, I kept putting my head down hoping the feeling would disappear. The emotions and fear were getting worse by the seconds. After the class was over, it was then time to go home. I waited in front of the school with my brother and his friend while my mom came and picked us up.  Once my mom came, I immediately jumped in the car fast, hoping she won’t notice anything strange going on with me. My mom kept on asking me “What’s wrong? Are you okay?” With guiltiness, I looked away and I told her “Yeah I’m okay”. This lie was hurting me inside in a way that I couldn’t look into my mother’s eyes again. When I got home, I ran to the house because I knew that my brother would know something was going wrong. As he saw my face, he yelled to my mom, “Mom, Tonya looks high!” It was true, I looked like a zombie. My pupils were big and my eyes were glossy. My eyes seemed as If I was scared.  My mom came to me and told me “You better not have done anything!” I looked at her and yelled back to her “No, I’m not!” The tension of the room was all on me. I ran to my room and slam the door. Time had passed, my mom had left to go to the store and I was stuck at home by myself.  I was laying down trying to calm down but an unexplained feeling captured me at that moment. My heart was racing fast, and I jumped up quick and noticed that I was shaking and shivering. My chest was hurting bad where I began to fall on the floor. I felt like I couldn’t breathe, as if I were dying. With fear, I ran outside quickly to get some fresh air. That is when I stopped and I said to myself “What the heck happened to me?”

Later at night, it was already time to go to bed. It was midnight and I was still awake unable to go to sleep. The drug was keeping me awake as well as torturing me with withdrawals that were scary. I was experiencing hot flashes, dizziness and paranoia. Hours past and it was already 3:00 a.m. The feeling was still there. I closed my eyes to try to fight it but I couldn’t. My neck felt stiff and my throat felt as if it was clogged up. The night felt like it was forever. I was hoping for it to be over but I didn’t get to sleep at all.

After having a sleepless night, I had a guilty conscious that was eating me up inside. I then walked into my mom room nervously and scared. My eyes became watery when she looked at me and asked me “What’s wrong?” I stared at her and I replied back “I took two pills yesterday”. Her face turned into shame and disappointment. I broke down and cried while I was telling her that I was sorry for what I had done. She started scolding me out of anger and agony. Therefore, I then went to her and hugged her. She told me not to ever do anything like that and I gave her my promise.

      This experience is significant to me because it made me change into a new person. I realize that bad choices can lead to consequences. Before I had this experience, I was the type of person who wanted to follow what other people would do which were bad things. I’m glad now that it happen because it taught me a lesson on not taking drugs or not following the crowd. I would never forget this day because it was horrifying.

 

 

 

 

 

Texting

Is text messaging a part of your life that you use constant or do u find texting to be pathetic and useless?  Well, many people can argue about that question because text messaging can be beneficial or in other hands, it can cause problems to you and the society. The beneficial part about texting is that you can keep in touch with friends and family, a sudden emergency that people can reach you by, an easier way to say something rather than confronting it face to face. The negative part about texting is that you can easily be distracted or be dangerous. Way’s that contribute to this are when people drive while texting.  Don’t lie, at least one of you picked up the phone and send a quick message. Many people do that and this can cause a severe accident. Another negative part is when people text during classes and ignore someone because your too busy texting. Texting during class can be bad because you’ll miss what the teacher is explaining or you can cause frustration to the professor. When it comes to ignoring people while texting, I tend to do that without even realizing it. Whenever my mom try’s to tell me something, the tone of her voice always comes out through my other ear. This is a bad habit for me and it causes problems.