blogging hmmmm...

Well I must admit the first day of class when Mrs. Croker said we had to create a blogger account I was like okay?? This is going to be difficult but I was wrong once getting through the first blog about our past present and future I found it quite liberating. It was my online journal in a way. I like the fact that we could just type our feelings away and not be counted on for errors made on spelling or punctuation. The one thing I would always be afraid of would be the fact that she would at least want a minimum amount of words I always got freaked out about that but I do not see why because I would always write at least 100 words more than the required. I enjoyed blogging very much, especially reading on fellow student’s blogs because many of the fellow students shared similar ideas about a topic or shared similar customs, it was like being nosy and reading people’s journals in a way expect you were not doing it secretly like you would do with a sibling’s journal. But all in all it was a new experience that I enjoyed doing and I think I will become a blogger from now on and see how it goes.

my life revolves on the ones i love

           My mother what would I be without her she is my back bone. She is my best friend I am comfortable enough to tell her anything I have questions or concerns on. She is more than just my mother she is also my father since growing up in a single parent home she took upon double responsibility. Whenever I need and needed her she was always there from school play a day with a cold anything you name it my mom was there.

            Most people say huh I have to go visit my grandma but my reaction is ‘Yay a day with my grandma”. She is my second mother she helped raise me while my mom worked and went to school. She gives me advice in life and helps guide me to the right direction. She is open to any questions I have she helped mold me into the values I bring upon myself. Love her to death she is my mother too not my grandma.

My grandpa and as I call him my “Apa”, he’s the male figure I didn’t have growing up. He presets me as his daughter and calls me his daughter and for that I am grateful. I admire how he includes me in everything and gives me the best advice a father can give.

FFN

The book has been interesting to read. There are many things you learn that you do not take in consideration when you drive up to a drive thru like the history of the place from the ingredients they use where they get it from and how they market and prepare it. Although some of the things you read in the book are disturbing they make me want to not eat fast food as much but once in a while I am going to find myself ordering something because after so many years of consuming the product it’s like an addiction you crave.  One thing that was very eye opening was the chapter on the meat companies. I hated to read the some children died because of the way they processed the food with much lack of food safety and lack of following food health regulations all because they wanted money faster. It makes me wonder for the next time I take a bite of a hamburger if that meat is any good or what was the process it went thru before it got to my hands. The fact that McDonalds is the nation’s richest fast food industry and pay their employees the minimum and are very stingy to raises makes me angry because I have been working at a McDonalds for three years now and it is a pretty tiring job for what they pay and to make matters worse we work holidays with no double pay only high rank managers without even attending the job. But anyways a job is a job and thank god it’s only temporary until I’m done with school or I get another job.  

true or false

1.      I am currently 19 years old.

2.      I don’t drink soda  

3.      I have 2 brothers only

4.      I went to Colorado Springs this summer

5.      My favorite food is pizza

Stronger than Ever

For once in my life I can say I'm in LOVE and HAPPY!!!

Four years later and still happily toghether.

hero

Growing up I always took my mother for granted. We had our good and bad times like any mother daughter relationship. We were each other’s best friends. When you grow up you have the mentality that nothing ever bad is going to happen to you or your family. Well that is not always the case. When my mom had my brother she was diagnosed with asthma about a year after he was born. I thought nothing of it since I was still too young to comprehend quite what it was and what its downfall with time would cause. I thought everything was still normal with her since I never saw her get sick.

When my brother and I got a little older to understand more of her sickness, she trained me and my brother how to set up all of her equipment in case of an emergency. But like I said before I thought nothing of it since once again I had never seen her get sick and thought everything was fine. That was until one day when we were away for the holidays. In Mexico, one early morning I was awaken by a sudden surge in me, till this day I don’t know what awoken me. As I looked over my shoulder my mom was suffocating next to me her desperateness for oxygen sacred me. Here I was a 7 year old with the hands of her mother’s life, “What do I do, what do I do” I said to myself, as her machine for oxygen was outside in the living room. I panicked more as I realized the door was stuck and I could not open it. My mother weakened by the lack of oxygen going thru her lungs tried to help me. My resources were limited “What do I do, what do I do” I said to myself again. Then it popped into my head to scream, here I was a 7 year old screaming to the top of her lungs “HELP!!!!” As I screamed out of nowhere my mom’s sisters came running to the room pushing as hard as they could the door opened I ran to my mom’s machine set it up and gave it to her. As she took that gasp for air as her lungs opened up again I felt relief I was my mom’s hero.

If it was not for me waking up that day who knows what might have happened. Since that day I appreciate my mother much more and we have gotten closer. I went from being an ungrateful brat who took her for granted to being a hero.

      

Mi Familia

I come from a big family in my mom’s immediate family we are a total of 27. There are 11 grandchildren 14 aunts and uncles including my mom and my wonderful grandparents whom I love very much.

Wow my family what can I say we are a bit on the weird side but I love it I would not change it for the world. There is my mom my two brothers and me and just us four is a hand full of fun and drama. But when we get together with my mom’s family it’s like we are at a party there is never a dull moment. The grandkids alone make it seem like we run a day care. For example on BBQ Sundays I do not understand how the neighbors don’t call the police on us because we are so loud. We have the music playing full blast and some dancing goes on here and there. The kids run around like crazy like there is no tomorrow. My uncles in the corner of the porch, like usual cracking jokes about each other, and drinking their “cervesas” gossiping on soccer for hours and hour’s even days. While my aunt’s sit in the kitchen table catching up on the latest gossip of “novelas” and future events. Typical traditional norms that I grew up to love, it is nice to come home and not have a quiet dinner of four but be able to communicate and laugh about our day. I love the fact that my family is so full of love and everyone helps out and is there for everyone when they need a hand.   I like how we are so open to anything and make everyone fell like they are in their own home I feel like we are friendly and easy going. We are unique we are not like most families out there we know how to have a good time.

Despite the crazy and fun moments with my family I do not know what I would have done without them they have shaped me to who I have grown up to be they gave me values that I live by. They showed me manners and how to treat people they gave me a home and brought food to the table. But above all my family gave me the sufficient amount of love I needed to not notice that my dad was not a part of my life.