My Faith.

I believe very highly in myself. I will myself to do things that others would never do. I place myself in positions and situations of the unthinkable. I know I have my faith to carry on beside me. Although there is one other person who I believe in more than myself. That is God.

I do not want to be persecutive or offensive, but I will say a couple of paragraphs maybe.

It is because of God that I have a reason for everything. I don't need the science bubbles or proof. All we need is trust and faith. I believe I have both. Although I'm not going to lie, I do waver and feel persecuted at times. But I always find some way to bring myself up. He is the reason. For He is the High Almighty Father. Before I keep going on, I'd like to give a shoutout to Alison B. Thank You, Ally. You helped me realize that I'm doing this to make a change. I wanted to show God that you didn't need to be ... Well. I don't want to really go on because I'll keep on going and going, then venting, then soon exploding with statements and contradictions. Bwahahaha.

I have had my own devotional prayer by myself since I turned 12 years old every night before I sleep. I've never missed one yet. Thank you.

Of the heart.

Why does it have to be so complicated? Why couldn't there be a book where they tell you who you're suppose to be with so you would've have to mess up your life searching for that one person. I mean, do soulmates really exist? I'm so scared. I'm a hopeless romantic yet I'm not that good in relationships. If I was, wouldn't I find myself happy right now giggling thinking about him? But I'm not.

Right now, I'm confused instead.
I don't know what love is. I don't think I'll ever. I want to give up on it. I wish I could. But I can't. Love is everywhere. All forms of it is found in the air, the sky, in the faces of the poeple around me, even in the words of those who don't even speak to me.

I wonder if he really is out there; Mr. Wonderful. What do I know? I'm just M____ N____ M_______. Nothing to find here but one face, several truths, and change that will affect this world.

KMHS

Plain out: I love my high school.

KM is so amazing. It has changed my life in so many ways. People here are straight up real and each and every single person is different and unique in their own way. I can't even sum up to the words that could describe this school. I'll leave it up to those who go there to know what I'm talking about.

Had a great day! Mahn, spring break!! Woot woot! In the morning I had jazz band and gave Jason his backpack and all. Then tried making up piano solos in Jazz with Logan. Logans is so frizzin musically inclined. His hands... I just want to poke them and examine how does his talent come to him? Bwahaha, I sound kinda stalkerish. Then went to first period, had a Japanese Test that I forgot about. Aha. I think it was probably B+ or something. :] Everyone has been pumped all day because of the Spring Sports Pep Assembly during 6th period, yo. Math, and english flew by. Had the best Biology period ever! We shared our cell models and the majority of them were edible so we basically ate food and chilled out! Aha. I can't believe Richard used a microchip thingie. And Zoey's pizza was bawb! Joanna's was so gooooooddd mahn. All sugar, colorful, and creative. Haha mine was brown cake. Bwaahahahahahah. Brown. :D Sandra's was all pink and cuhute. :D

Then had history. Mahn Mr. C knows his stuff. I actually have to pay attention in his class. Dangit. Haha. It was a working period but I just talked to R.Page the whole time. Then shared cake and laughter during lunch. Then 6th period!! I have Athletic Conditioning(Weight Training) so I was in the gym anyways. I just brought my stuff to the stands and all was good. Mahn that guy... So ugh. I swear, he's cool and all yanno? Just as long as he stays away from me, doesn't talk, don't breathe, or touch me, we're good. Ughs. It's whatever. I only have like several classes with him. Sighs. Then I sat with Faagi and Mirchev in the Sophomore section. It was hecka funny. For the Freshmen vs. Sophomores vs. Juniors vs. Seniors challenge, the FRESHMEN WONNNNN!!! WHOOOOOO!!!!! Good job Jason, Gerry, Aubbie, Ella, soccer guy, and Josie! Retarded Morris ripped the poster. Bwaha. JKJK!:D

After school took photos for Key Club and Filipino Club, then picked up my Sweats and Jacket for Track. I was so excited and happy to finally get them! Mahn I've been waiting forever for them. I feel so proud and dandy to have my last name on the back of me. People know who I am. BWAHAH. Then Ally, Sandra, and I went to Sandra's house and chilled for awhile. Ally and I agreed to clean Sandra's room. DAAAYYUNNNNGG! Cleaning her room was like picking up all the dead bodies and cleaning the blood from World War 1! Dang dude. It was crazy. We moved her bed, desks, and drawers around. Ventured in her closet, and underside of her bed. I love you Sandisan and all but you girl are a packrat or something. You have so many clothes! And yet you still want to shop??? Mahn you don't even use half of it. Be grateful and appreciated for what you have, my beautiful. :D

Then Jayson came so Ally and I headed to my house with Jayson. Sandra had to stay home because of parents. Dangit. Aha. Then we got ready for bible study at Jaimee's house. Jeff and Gerry canceled out on us... >;| aha.
Before going to Jaimee's house the 3 of us agreed on going to Paris' house to visit her. We pranked her that we were all at my house and all then we showed up at her front door. I LOVE PARIS! She's so amazing and awesome. I miss her so much mahn! I miss middle school wtih her and everything bwahahaha. She agreed to go with us to bible study. We saw Sarah!!! I MISS HER SO MUCH TOO! Dangit. Haha. It was a fun time. The 4 of us chickas huung out and discussed high school like neverbefore.:D

Soon it was time to leave and we all did. Now I'm at home pondering in my head. Aha.

Goal of the next few days: Improve Writing Skills.

Siblings.

What in the world do you do that makes them give you everything that you want?
What kind of face do you pull or act that you keep on? Why can't I do that? Why is it you're allowed to say those brash words and I can't even say no to them? Why are you a spoiled little brat who doesn't know the value of anything?

I can't believe you are related to me. You are babied, pitied, and are the most luckiest buzzturd alive.
You think everyone's going to freaking hand food, money, clothes, and shelter to you for the rest of your life?
Do you really think that your days could only consist of feeding your face and pressing buttons on the controller? Well, guess what, that's not life. You may be the only one in this whole fricking world that I envy.
You think life is so hard for you? Really? REALLY?

Try being your big sister, dear boy. Try being me. Try. I hate hate it. For some reason everyone says that you look up to me? How is that? Do you really? I wish that just for one day you could live in the world and be close to dying not being able to survive so you know at least what reality is.

I wish that I could say I Hate You out loud, but I can't. Because I don't mean it. I'm sick of seeing you fail. I'm sick of seeing you stay on your lazy butt and still get whatever you ask for. I'm sick of being out and about trying to live up my reputation as me and coming home to be ashamed of what I do. I'm sick of _____________.

History Homework.

December 28th, 1914

Dear Love,
How are you, my dear? Why couldn't I have just listened to you and stay home... Tending to the kids, cooking, cleaning, and living the simple life. But instead I chose to go for my oldest dream since I was a young girl; to serve in the war. Thank you for understanding, but I wish you were more reluctant to let me go. There was a crushing of the German advance about a month ago. I think I may go deaf from all the gunfire and bomb attacks. I never knew that warfare was so tense, and hot.

Here's something interesting to tell the kids, I am living in a trench. Tell them that it's like an outstretched tunnel with no dirt ceiling. All these men are taking the restroom right in front of me. At first I was uncomfortable, but I have grown so use to it by now. Barely anyone here speaks English. The Germans seem to be getting more aggresive each day. We become more cynical each night. Christmas has just passed and it was certainly interesting. The day before Christmas, the Germans delivered a chocolate cake which signified as action to cease fire so the Germans may have a concert. The day after Christmas, no guns were fired or threats shouted out. It was as if both sides were waiting, waiting, watiting for the first move.

My love, I hear Jimmy Bob Thornton calling for us to put on our gas masks. I will write again soon when I have time huddle against the opposite wall of the enemy in order to tell you that I love and miss you.

With Love, Maria S.

Track.

At the starting line, the ubiquitous aroma of focus and determination mixes with the air. In the race, the only thoughts that could run through your mind is GO, GO, GO, GO, GO! The finish line if where the heart beats the fastest, perspiration at its highest, and your body's muscles just are screaming to keep going. Track is a sport of many skills and talents; running, sprinting, hurdling, long humping, high jumping, pole vaulting, shot putting, and long running. This sport is a sport world-wide spread sport. It is a many loved game and it is the sport of my life. Sports boost up confidence. They help you realize you can do other things in your life and use the best of your ability. Sports test your strength and dedication. It helps you keep in fit, face acception and rejection.


I first started Track in 7th grade. I was influenced and coaxed to join from my older cousin. She kept talking about how great it was and how much funny moments she had. Ahaha. So I thought "Hmm, why not?". At first it was BRUTALLL. My first practice was on a Friday. I still remember it. It was the day that I trained myself to stop complaining and learn how to pick up my legs. That weekend I was so sore, I wanted to decapitate my legs and travel on a wheelchair. How could would that be?:D After the first week, I almost wanted to quit. But then I watched all my friends participate in the first track meet. Of course, I was inelligible. I watched them raced, watched some lose, watched some win. It was fantastic! It was seriously life changing. No joke.

The day before my first track meet, I said to my coach, I am not good but I could be better, please help me. My first track meet I got 3rd place, 4th place, and a good score on my long jump! I was so proud of myself. And from then on, every track meet I've had I was always happy for me because I knew I worked hard, win or lose.

Everytime the Olympics is on, I watch, gape, and observe. I love track. I feel like it might be the only hobby of mine that I am good at. Hurdling is amazing. I swear, when I lift my leg up and my trail leg falls behind its as if I'm like prancing around. I know that might sound kind of corny, but that's really how I feel! First time I hurdles I fell and scraped my knees and elbows. You know what my hurdle coach said? "You're a true hurdler already. You got the scars to prove it!"


I love track. No competition with that sport. Running takes my breath away, literally. I had a hero once who felt the same way... She felt as strong about running as I did. More than how I felt actually. My dream was to be as fast as she was, and always be next to her racing the wind. But it's all good. Still today we're racing the wind, but it sometimes is too strong for the both of us. '

The Telephone.

The telephone has greatly affected our society and our connections to the world today by how it’s made communication much easier and cheaper, allowed distance to just be a ring away, and has affected written and spoken communication skills. Even though it may have some negative effects such as ill type-written texts, and cancer related brain damage, I think these only apply to those who overuse the phone and are ADDICTED.
One cultural example is in the all-American teenager life today, most teens call up the first person that comes to mind when discussing important issues or spreading big news.
One example of economical perspective is in order for people to set up an appointment or make done deals yet the distance creates a problem, they use the telephone to relay the business at hand.
One example of economical perspective is in order for people to set up an appointment or make done deals yet the distance creates a problem, they use the telephone to relay the business at hand.

People text, call, message, and only depend on their cell phone. It's basically their life. Look what the telephone has done to people! I support this invention except I just hope people don’t go a little overboard. It may have some downs of addictiveness, and mental damage, but it’s a great invention. Alexander G. Bell has affected the Industrial Revolution by how his invention in 1876 of the telephone allowed people to communicate easier and faster, while being able to spread the news to keep people informed. His invention allowed long distance to be only a ring away.