Everything

The end of the semester has arrived and so to comes my blog to an end. Blogging for me was actually really great, I enjoyed being able to quickly type up something that had to do with me and post it for others to see and comment on. Overall I really did enjoy the experience, I made a few mistakes on the way. The biggest one was when I stopped posting anything. If there is anything I regret the most it is that, I started off so well and basically became one of those first airplanes that catches some air and then comes crashing down to the ground. I think I will create a new blog that has to do with my everyday life and not mess up my blog. My last words to my fellow classmates is if you ever do something, give it your all. Even its something as simple as a blog don’t give up on and give it everything you have.

Important People

If I had to pick three people that have been important in my life I would have to choose my family. Which would first start off with my Dad. He has always played an important role in my life. First of all he ha been the one who has always gotten up in the morning to go to work and provide for my family which includes me. Without his strength and diligent work I would have never been able to be where I am right now. He has taught me what is required to create a strong base to which start a life with and live it successfully and with humility. Overall my dad has been the engine in my life that always has been the key component that without I could not move forward.

The second person that is very important in my life is my sister. My sister has been like a watchful guardian over mer. She has protected me from everything and anything that could lead to harm me or affect me in some negative way. She is something of a safety net, if I ever mess up in anything she always seems to be there with a solution on how to fix the problem that I have put myself in. Not only that but she has helped me out with my entire school and educational career. She has been my tutor and teacher when at times I require help on a tough problem. She is very important to me because without my sister I would have surely ensured my downfall many times in the past and always know on who to count on.

Finally the third important person in my life is my mom. My mom has been a sort of shield that always tries to protect me from any problems I have caused. If my dad is mad at me my mom usually takes my side and helps me out anyways she can. My mom is a very strong woman but full of so much love that it has easily become part of me as well. If my mom was not a part of my life I truly cannot see where I would be. She is a important part of me and my life that without here there is no me. My mom, sister, and dad are all very important to me. But without any of them my life would never be the same and that is why they are the three most important people in my life.

Keep Moving Forward

For me, this school semester is turning out to be the best one so far. I have come to this conclusion because I know that compared to the previous semesters, I have given much more attention and effort to my classes and school work this time around. That effort that I have found has really pushed me forward this semester. When it comes to my homework and assignments I have been constantly turning them in. My quizzes and tests have given me great outcomes and overall great grades so far.  I have learned from my previous mistakes and have lowered my workload to help me focus on getting good grades. Some of the challenges that I face or seem to be facing sometimes is laziness. I have a problem of getting tired or lazy and not wanting to do my work, so if there was a dark shadow that followed me it would most certainly be that. Another thing that I would consider a challenge for this semester is the lack of having swimming in my schedule. That is because swimming is the one thing that I love to do and the one thing that I mostly look forward to when it comes to school or going to school. The way I stat motivated is by having breaks. These breaks include going out on weekends to have fun. As long as I do well in school all week long I know that I owe myself some compensation. But in the end what keeps me moving forward is the thought of me being very close to being able to transfer out and continuing my college career somewhere else that I know I really want to go to. I know that in the end my time at school and in this semester will pay off greatly. 

People Change

Quite recently I have changed my opinion about a certain person who I assumed to be a very good friend. It was a person whom I thought of as the brother that I always wanted but never had. It was the person whom I would always been seen with. The dynamic duo that anyone would be quick to put together in whatever it was. But all good things must come to an end. Well at least that is what happened. People change, this is something I have learned in my life. And once my friend became something he never was, he quickly became someone I used to know. Sadly though, my change of opinion about this person was a gradual one that took time. During that time I came to realize that I was mistaken about the person once the change occurred.  My opinion on this friend was no longer what it once was. It became into a negative opinion that I knew would yield no positive ends if I kept viewing him the way I once did. It affected me because I never did think about this ever occurring. Overall this changed how I approach people. It changed my opinion on how friends are. I take precaution now so that I do not fall into the same trance I once was. I have built a sort of wall around me when it comes to friends, this wall in my mind just helps me from making the mistakes that made me fall in the first place. And overall it has changed my view on people. I think all people change, whether it be for the best or the worst they all do. It can happen in a blink of an eye. And most of the times when you don’t expect it.

Nothing Ever Goes According to Plan

              One would expect that graduating from high school is something that is bound to be fun and planned out. It is something that you look forward to from the very first day you walk into school. When you enter through the gates into the high school for the very first time you think about the day in which you will be able to graduate. I myself walked through the front doors of my high school having this very same thought. However, something that I have learned throughout my short life is that nothing ever goes according to plan. Even if you have your entire life planned out perfectly in a straight line, you will never walk that line as you first intended. As I tried hard to look back into my past, and think about something that had affected me in profound ways, in all honesty I could not think of a single event. But then I asked myself, “What has happened to me that has changed who I am, how I approach things, and how I deal with the problems that are right in front of me." After this question, my mind could only jump to one single event. The day I had to decide to leave high school for ever.

                I started my senior year in high school rather normally. One of the mistakes that I did up until then was evident to me during the beginning of that year. My friends had always been older and grades above me. So when I began my last year of high school most of those friends whom I had were gone, and I was left behind to graduate. It was not a big problem as I made more friends throughout the year. My classes were not exciting or interesting to me. I had already taken all the classes that I was required to take. So all I would do was go into the dull and boring classroom, sit in that blue chair that was always quite uncomfortable. I would stare at the seemingly new desk and notice the little drawing's people in the periods before me had drawn onto its top. I would also add to the wonderful collage of bored student drawings.  However, this had a negative effect on me; I lost interest in my classes and would stop going; I would instead go somewhere else than go to my classes that seemed irrelevant to me. I would much rather go to the beach and simply sit down by the waves with my phone in hand, and earphones plugged in. I would just relax and have some peace from any other events in my life that would be occurring. Since I still had pretty good grades in my classes I never thought I missed my classes as much as I would soon realize. Even so, I just kept this new habit that I had picked up and enjoyed high school. I still enjoyed seeing friends every day, hanging out, and doing what high school kids do, which is to have fun and enjoy the time we have.

‘I opened the mailbox and grasped the letters inside, brought them out and began to sort through them to see what had arrived. One letter stood out to me. It was from my high school. I opened it and read thoroughly’ “Your son Juan Carlos Vazquez has failed to attend class or classes on time and is in danger of being SARBED this is his last and final warning” When I saw this card, I showed it to my mom. I really did not understand what it meant by my last and final warning, this was the first time I had ever heard of this. My mom was understandably mad at me for supposedly not attending class. Nevertheless, she called my school and received an appointment for the next day. The following day came, and I walked to the office as I knew my mom would be arriving soon. My mom was on schedule waiting for me inside the unfailingly cold front office, always so quiet that if a paper clip were  to fall you could hear it hitting the floor and making its click clack sound. She was not really mad at me; she just wanted to know what exactly would happen and what we could do about it. We entered the quite plain office of the new counselor/school psychiatrist. I had never seen her before so we did the ritual greetings of handshakes and hellos. After that we got right into the point. She explained to us that since I had been absent and late too many times this year, they had accumulated up, and I had been warned various times before. At that time, I did recall this other letter that had arrived home that stated my tardiness but I never really put any attention to it. She continued with explaining that even though I had at no time been in any trouble, no detentions, suspensions, calls to the office, or anything. I could still be very much be affected by this just like anyone else who was a “trouble maker." My mom asked what the consequence of this was, she responded by telling her that I could not be able to graduate, and that they could be greatly fined for every time I was late. The next question that my mom asked was on how I could fix that problem, “there is only one way” she responded. She explained that it required me on getting 100% attendance for the rest of the year. This meant I could not be tardy or absent one more time or else there would be dire consequences. All I could think of while listening to this conversation was how greatly I had messed up if this was to become true.

                “What has been bothering you?" “Why are you not attending your classes on time?” these were a couple of questions that she began to ask to me, while my mom would repeat those same questions in an attempt to see what was going on. However, the problem as I told them was that nothing really was bothering me. I lost the enthusiasm I had throughout my past years I told them. I tried to explain how hard I had worked the previous years and completed everything for nothing; this year was the same stuff over again. They sat there and listened as I tried to get them to understand, I never wanted this to happen and even though as persistently as I know I would try to get to every single class on time for the rest of the year. It was too hard for anyone, including me to accomplish without having something go wrong.

                “Why are you here?” I was pushed back when I heard this question. What did she mean why I was here? “Obviously, to go to school” I thought to myself. I asked her what she meant by that question, and she then followed by telling me that I was done. I had finished my requirements and done more by the end of my junior year. “I’m done”? I waveringly asked, “Yes you have been done for quite a while” she said. I knew I was close but had no idea I was already done. She proceeded to tell my mom that she now understood why I had lost interest, she continued to explain that because I had previously done everything and much more I had lost that push which I had all the years. She emphasized to me that I was done; I could graduate at that exact moment and be done with high school forever. After all is this not what everyone wants? I did want it, but now that I had an option and opportunity at a hand's grasp; I really did not want to take it. I just sat there and thought about what she had told me. Two minutes passed and all the while so many things went rushing into my head. So many questions I asked myself, so much confusion and conflict. I was on the verge of tearing up; it was something that had caused a global war inside of my own head. First off, I really did not know what I want.  On one side yes everyone, including me wants to be done with high school but on the other hand, I did not want to leave because I never had planned for it. When would I ever be able to go through the high school experience?

                After those two minutes of basic self-nuclear war, we talked. I still did not know what I was going to do. But then I told myself that I knew which choice was the obvious one that I had to take. I could not stay there and risk something to go wrong. Deep down, in my head, knew what must be done, I had to graduate early. I was left alone with my mom for a couple of minutes to talk about it, she told me, “This is your decision; you must do what you think is best for you” After she told me this I had laid down my decision in stone within me. So I told her that I must graduate early because it is the clear choice that I must take. At the same time, I told her that I could certainly stay, and I would try my very best not to miss any class or be late, but it was too high of a risk to take. The counselor came back inside the office and I, and my mom informed her of my decision. Thinking it was the best choice and a good one for me, she spoke of how she approved of my decision. We filled out paper work later that day to finish the official side of my decision. I walked outside through those very same gates I passed my first day of school the difference was I had graduated.

                For the following few weeks, I was upset of how these events had unfolded. I entered school one day and came out graduating that very same day. It was never planned; it was just the first day I had to decide on a major event in my life. All I had to do after that day was to start college and wait for the day for me to walk the line and join my friends and family in celebrating my graduation. Looking back at it all now. That day changed me, I became greatly more responsible of myself. No longer was I just a kid waiting for others to decide things for me. I had to take my life by the helm and take control of it. Not for a moment did I know how much one single event can transform who you are, or how you act. Never did I think this day would change how I come to deal with problems that come and turn my life upside down. One last question that I was asked that day by the counselor still roams my mind and receives much thought from me. “How do you feel now that you made this decision?” I constantly ask myself this question after I have just finished deciding on something important.  I know I have done my very best into reaching whatever it is I have come to decide upon, so I always know exactly what to respond. “I feel great”

The Interview of a Students Life

When your life has been centered on your health. It can literally shape you into someone that is passionate and ambitious at what one does. This is what I learned from Nick Short whom I had the great pleasure of interviewing. Nick who is currently 17 years old, has lived a life which has included a great deal of doctor visits. This has come as a cause of the heart condition that he has which is called SVT. At the same time he has also had to fight through the nerve disease that he has encountered. When he talks to you, he does so with such enthusiasm and charisma that one would not even know what pain he has been through and still has to go through. He enjoys talking and meeting people and makes you feel very comfortable when having a conversation. Some things that have helped him to be at where he is right now is his family who has supported him through all his troubles. But at the same time he has learned how to manage the doctor visits with school to allow him to be successful in both school and his health. When I asked him where he would see himself in five years he told me that he could see himself working with animals. He loves animals and would really much enjoy working with them. And given how I learned how kind and passionate he is about whatever it is that he does; when he told me that he would like to work with animals, I could truly see him in the same exact place he sees himself in the future. 

Text You Back

The way we communicate with other people has always been evolving slowly but surely. Before texting became one of the biggest ways the modern world communicates today, we used to call each other for the smallest of things. But now that seems quiet irrelevant. For example when I go to pick up my friend from his house, I do not call him to say that I am outside his house. I simply send a text to let him know that he better get out quickly or else he is staying behind. It has turned out to be a real quick way of communicating with anyone. But with the advantages it has over many other forms of communications it also has its disadvantages. First of you can easily make a mistake that can switch the meaning of the text from something normal to something that can be taken greatly out of context. These mistakes could easily lead to awkward situations that no one wants to find themselves in. And sometimes we replace a conversation that requires one person to call the other, but we find that calling the other person is way too much of a hassle so we rather choose to create long and elaborate paragraphs of texts. Texting is just the way we mainly have conversations with our friends and family members in today’s time. It has its faults and is not always the best way to carry out a conversation but in the end I will always prefer sending a simple “K” over calling the person to say “okay”