Write about the most terrifying thing that has ever happened to you. What was it? What made it so frightening? How old were you? Would it be scary again today if it happened again?
One of the most terrifying things that has ever happened to me was when my mom was so into a religion that she tried to bring me into. My sister baby daddy is in the same religion my mom is, its called santeria. Well anyways one day my grand mama was having a little get together and the house and my mom didnt want me to stay their because supposably i had a bad spirit around me that was making me act bad. So my mom paid this man, my sister's baby daddy to cleanse me, to take all the negative things away. Mind you she forced me to go to this place. I know this might not make sense but if i were to tell you what happen physically you will understand it more. (going on with the story now) i get to this place and the start taking plants and candles and white plates and a tub of water. They tell me to get in the tub wit my cloths on and they start cleaning me with some plants and the guy had a tabacco in this mouth with a bottle of rum in the other. Then she sprays the rum on me and and blows tabacco at my face and body. Then he starts ripping my cloths off .In my head im saying who in the right mind is going to rip he cloths of a child and leave her cold and naked standing their. supposably this was a relgious thing. I was pissed the fuck off the whole two weeks later i didnt want no contact with my mom. I called my uncle who had just moved to orlando, i then told him what happened. On that day he told me pack your stuff im going down their. I did what he told me . When i came out of school the next day he was waiting in front of my house. My mom had no idea what was going on. My uncle had a letter which my mom was suppose to sign stating that she will sign me off to my uncle until i hit the age 18. But she didnt do it. They had to call the police. I had to tell the police everything that happened that night when everything went down. The police couldnt do anything so they had to call dcf and i had to go through a whole bunch of counsling which by the way when something is bad and embarrassing you ready dont want to say it a hundred times but i had to it was for my own good. But by the deep end of it i was not saved my mother still picks at me and my sister will always be after her fagget ass boy friend.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
October 25 2007
Write about the most exciting thing that ever happened to you. What was it? What made it so exciting? How old were you? Would it be exciting if you did it again?
One of the most exciting things that ever happened to me was when i got my reward in the fifth grade for my writng score. I got a five point five on the writing test when i was just in the fourth grade. It was the most amazing thing that ever happened because through out the whole year i was struggling to keep my grades up because i got suspended but all that hard work throughout that year really paid off. On top of that i hated the teacher that taught that year she was so boring and she was lazy. She never wanted to help us. That year we had to write in cursive and it was just that same year we learn how to write in cursive but i got through it. My other teacher would always but me to write because i was late in learning how to comprehend. So in the class we would always read new and more challenging stories. So i think that really had something to do with my creativity in my writing. I believe that i made it more exciting because i always have been the class clown, who would always joke around and make people laugh.I was about 9 years old when this happened.Well i would consider doing it again because i am good in writing sometimes depending on the topic but yea i would do it again because i would get more attention.
One of the most exciting things that ever happened to me was when i got my reward in the fifth grade for my writng score. I got a five point five on the writing test when i was just in the fourth grade. It was the most amazing thing that ever happened because through out the whole year i was struggling to keep my grades up because i got suspended but all that hard work throughout that year really paid off. On top of that i hated the teacher that taught that year she was so boring and she was lazy. She never wanted to help us. That year we had to write in cursive and it was just that same year we learn how to write in cursive but i got through it. My other teacher would always but me to write because i was late in learning how to comprehend. So in the class we would always read new and more challenging stories. So i think that really had something to do with my creativity in my writing. I believe that i made it more exciting because i always have been the class clown, who would always joke around and make people laugh.I was about 9 years old when this happened.Well i would consider doing it again because i am good in writing sometimes depending on the topic but yea i would do it again because i would get more attention.
Monday, October 22, 2007
October 23 2007
Write about a belief you've discarded. Talk about why you no longer believe in this belief?
I use to believe in Santa Clause. I would save him cookies and milk and when i woulkd wake up in the morning they would be gone and in the sink. I really though that that was real because who else would have ate them whenn everyone else" was sleeping". I do not believe in Santa Clause no more because our parents buy the presents to make us happy. I stopped believing in go when my aunt told me it wasn't real.
October 22 2007
Do you have chores or jobs that you have to do at home? What are they? Why do you have to do them? Do you like doing them?
Yes as a matter a fact i do. I have to clean my room before i go out on the weekends.If i don't clean my room it will be really hard for me to convicne my mother to go out because i have my responsiblity for things and i need to keep up with them. I have to wash clothes before Monday comes so i could have clothes for school the next week. I like to wash my clothes on the weekends so i could be fresh and so clean clean for the next week. I do this every week otherwise thats just nasty ya feel me. Anyways i like doing my chores because it makes me a responsible person and if i cant accomplish this how would i be able to have a pet, or a child in the future.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
October. 18 , 2007
What holidays does your family celebrate (like Christmas, Kwanzaa, or Hanukkah)? What do you do on those holidays?
The holiday my family celebrates is Christmas. Well to start of with,We invite some of my family to sleep over and we wait until everyone wakes up. We never open the gifts when people are still sleeping. But first we make a big breakfast and talk a little. Then, when everyone wakes up we begin passing out the gifts. My mother gets out the camera and everytime someone opens a gift she snaps a picture or she waits until after and the person takes a picture with it. The next year you see how much you change your style, hobbies, interest, beauty, skill, attitude. Even though you dont notice things happening and occuring in your life you will notice when you look at that picture from last year and say i have grown alot. You expression of everything says it all. Sometimes a family member might die and you want to always look back and say you remember spending christmas with that person. You will always have lasting memories by you having those pictures. Also, when you get older you can compare the picture of you at their age and see how much you look alike or different. Every genderation changes people change their style so your children will look at you in those pictures and say maybe you dont have no style or the way my hair was even the music we listen to. You got to keep up with alot of things. Right now its a Hip hop world for me at least. Now we listen to soulja boy and lil wayne. In years from now who know we would probably all be listening to country music and say that their parents are some ghetto people who was raised around that Hip-hop rap stuff.
The holiday my family celebrates is Christmas. Well to start of with,We invite some of my family to sleep over and we wait until everyone wakes up. We never open the gifts when people are still sleeping. But first we make a big breakfast and talk a little. Then, when everyone wakes up we begin passing out the gifts. My mother gets out the camera and everytime someone opens a gift she snaps a picture or she waits until after and the person takes a picture with it. The next year you see how much you change your style, hobbies, interest, beauty, skill, attitude. Even though you dont notice things happening and occuring in your life you will notice when you look at that picture from last year and say i have grown alot. You expression of everything says it all. Sometimes a family member might die and you want to always look back and say you remember spending christmas with that person. You will always have lasting memories by you having those pictures. Also, when you get older you can compare the picture of you at their age and see how much you look alike or different. Every genderation changes people change their style so your children will look at you in those pictures and say maybe you dont have no style or the way my hair was even the music we listen to. You got to keep up with alot of things. Right now its a Hip hop world for me at least. Now we listen to soulja boy and lil wayne. In years from now who know we would probably all be listening to country music and say that their parents are some ghetto people who was raised around that Hip-hop rap stuff.
Monday, October 15, 2007
October 16 2007
Write about your favorite and least favorite teachers. Why do you like them or dislike them? What can they do to be better teachers in your eyes?
One of my favorite teacher is Mr.Enriquez he is the coolest guy i know in my 3 years being here at American Senor high School. I could tell him things about my personal life and he wont say nothing as long as it is not something that someone is put in danger then he is suppose to tell someone, Mr. Fike, another cool person but she isn't my favorite just yet because i haven't got know her, I don't have that many problems in life that need to be touched by someone or heard. But she has helped my friend who was being abused by her mother so i thank her for that because i don't want to last see my friend at a funeral, o no no no no no. I got that girl out of that. Well anyways back to my favorite teachers, I would consider you, Mr. Martinez, one of my favorite this year because this class is fun we always got something to do. Sometimes we get a little carried away but still we get everything done. The class is never a boring class, we might yawn but we really don't mean it- its just a sign of waking up. Through out this year we learned quiet allot for it being only the first quarter at least. My reading habits has arose. My vocabulary is much greater. By us writing these blogs everyday has also improve my spend in doing things. The way my speech is now its unexplainable how i made it this far without knowing things thinking you know everything( a little brain teaser, i made you think ).
Another favorite teacher of mine is Mr.Mendez, he inspired me that i can do my work. Even though everyday through out the year those student would walk in talking and carrying on their own little conversation. I would ask questions do all the work and be the first one done with my math classwork. I would always do my homework in class. But the one thing i hated from that class, everyone would be talking when he was giving notes but then they would turn to me and say Cynthia can i copy then it just became a habit for them. By the time the fcat scores came the only people in the whole class failed except 3 students, me, Sunny, and some other kid their i don't even remember but everybody in the class would copy off of us because we would be the first persons done and if we had questions on something we would ask so we would get extra points for trying and participating when the rest of the class received F's. The class was so serious about getting their wok done that some boy actually payed me for doing his work and he would bring me chips. Honestly, he did pay me he gave me 10 dollars that day because he didn't have change.
One of my favorite teacher is Mr.Enriquez he is the coolest guy i know in my 3 years being here at American Senor high School. I could tell him things about my personal life and he wont say nothing as long as it is not something that someone is put in danger then he is suppose to tell someone, Mr. Fike, another cool person but she isn't my favorite just yet because i haven't got know her, I don't have that many problems in life that need to be touched by someone or heard. But she has helped my friend who was being abused by her mother so i thank her for that because i don't want to last see my friend at a funeral, o no no no no no. I got that girl out of that. Well anyways back to my favorite teachers, I would consider you, Mr. Martinez, one of my favorite this year because this class is fun we always got something to do. Sometimes we get a little carried away but still we get everything done. The class is never a boring class, we might yawn but we really don't mean it- its just a sign of waking up. Through out this year we learned quiet allot for it being only the first quarter at least. My reading habits has arose. My vocabulary is much greater. By us writing these blogs everyday has also improve my spend in doing things. The way my speech is now its unexplainable how i made it this far without knowing things thinking you know everything( a little brain teaser, i made you think ).
Another favorite teacher of mine is Mr.Mendez, he inspired me that i can do my work. Even though everyday through out the year those student would walk in talking and carrying on their own little conversation. I would ask questions do all the work and be the first one done with my math classwork. I would always do my homework in class. But the one thing i hated from that class, everyone would be talking when he was giving notes but then they would turn to me and say Cynthia can i copy then it just became a habit for them. By the time the fcat scores came the only people in the whole class failed except 3 students, me, Sunny, and some other kid their i don't even remember but everybody in the class would copy off of us because we would be the first persons done and if we had questions on something we would ask so we would get extra points for trying and participating when the rest of the class received F's. The class was so serious about getting their wok done that some boy actually payed me for doing his work and he would bring me chips. Honestly, he did pay me he gave me 10 dollars that day because he didn't have change.
October 15, 2007
Write about your best friends. Who are they? Why do you like them? What do you do together for fun?
One of my best friend is my boyfriend, Jonathon, I could tell him anything without him judging me. But when i talk bad to my mother he tells me that i need to respect her more. He watches my back for everything. Everytime i need something he is always their for me. He takes me out everywhere, when we go to parties, the mall, the movies, the restuarant, the store. Since my dad is not always around when my mom and my sister argue he picks me up so i could go to his house and study or do homework or just talk about what is stressing me at the time. He gives me good advice. We have a special bond. We fight sometimes but i think its because we are to much alike in a way. Like the music we listen to we both like the same music but at the time when their is a hip-hop song i want to listen to he wants to listen to one of his rock songs, not for nothing i like rock but i want to listen to the other song because i hardliy hear it and plenty of times we heard the other one so its like we argue for petty stuff like that.
My other best friend would be my dad. He is my role model. I look up to him allot. But one thing that is bad about him is his attitude and his temper. I understand his disabilities but he really needs to chill out with all the yelling. Some people communicate differently, in this case he does it by screaming. Sometime he hurts my feeling because he never lets me finish what i have to say and i know he means well for me but its just that he needs to learn that I'm not a little girl anymore and their is other ways to say things. Well my dad is only a phone call away. Whenever I'm in danger or emotionally sad i call him in some cases because i don't like talking to anyone when I'm crying or something. But the fact that my dad didn't leave me thinking my dad would be their for my i am glad in every way.
One of my best friend is my boyfriend, Jonathon, I could tell him anything without him judging me. But when i talk bad to my mother he tells me that i need to respect her more. He watches my back for everything. Everytime i need something he is always their for me. He takes me out everywhere, when we go to parties, the mall, the movies, the restuarant, the store. Since my dad is not always around when my mom and my sister argue he picks me up so i could go to his house and study or do homework or just talk about what is stressing me at the time. He gives me good advice. We have a special bond. We fight sometimes but i think its because we are to much alike in a way. Like the music we listen to we both like the same music but at the time when their is a hip-hop song i want to listen to he wants to listen to one of his rock songs, not for nothing i like rock but i want to listen to the other song because i hardliy hear it and plenty of times we heard the other one so its like we argue for petty stuff like that.
My other best friend would be my dad. He is my role model. I look up to him allot. But one thing that is bad about him is his attitude and his temper. I understand his disabilities but he really needs to chill out with all the yelling. Some people communicate differently, in this case he does it by screaming. Sometime he hurts my feeling because he never lets me finish what i have to say and i know he means well for me but its just that he needs to learn that I'm not a little girl anymore and their is other ways to say things. Well my dad is only a phone call away. Whenever I'm in danger or emotionally sad i call him in some cases because i don't like talking to anyone when I'm crying or something. But the fact that my dad didn't leave me thinking my dad would be their for my i am glad in every way.
Friday, October 12, 2007
October 12 , 2007
Write about a time when you were brave. Describe the situation, do you believe that the experience made you a stronger person?
One of the times when i was brave was when i resued my baby cousin from drowning. It was a hot summer day about 8 years into mym life my baby cousin was about 5 years of age. My cousin Chauntel was talkingn by the pool to a little boy from the complex who sheh had seen before at gathering at the pool. So she was talking to the little boy on the other end where i wasn't aware that she hadn't learned how to swim. Chauntel and theh boy were talking about treats they can do in the pool.
The first question he had asked her was if she could swim in the deep part of theh pool. Chauntel replied with a no. He keep on forcing her to jump in the deep part of the pool. Then, threatening to push her to the deep of the pool. She stepped back to tun to see an adult for help and before you know it she was drowningin the pool. I turned to see what was all the comotion about when i realised that it was my cousin in the pool splashing and gasping for some air. I just learned how to swim that month. I looked round for anyone but turned to nobody i screamed help and swam to her resue. An adult ran to the edge of the pool to help her pull up out of the water as i swam to the wall to put her on the ground to catch some air.
When i ran home to tell my god mother what had happened to her daughter.She told me she should have gone into the gate of the inside of the pool area. Then she grounded her for letting a boy push her. Then the little boy got in trouble for pushing her. I felt so bad that nobody even had time to say thank you. But in good deed i did what i had to do for my cousin.
One of the times when i was brave was when i resued my baby cousin from drowning. It was a hot summer day about 8 years into mym life my baby cousin was about 5 years of age. My cousin Chauntel was talkingn by the pool to a little boy from the complex who sheh had seen before at gathering at the pool. So she was talking to the little boy on the other end where i wasn't aware that she hadn't learned how to swim. Chauntel and theh boy were talking about treats they can do in the pool.
The first question he had asked her was if she could swim in the deep part of theh pool. Chauntel replied with a no. He keep on forcing her to jump in the deep part of the pool. Then, threatening to push her to the deep of the pool. She stepped back to tun to see an adult for help and before you know it she was drowningin the pool. I turned to see what was all the comotion about when i realised that it was my cousin in the pool splashing and gasping for some air. I just learned how to swim that month. I looked round for anyone but turned to nobody i screamed help and swam to her resue. An adult ran to the edge of the pool to help her pull up out of the water as i swam to the wall to put her on the ground to catch some air.
When i ran home to tell my god mother what had happened to her daughter.She told me she should have gone into the gate of the inside of the pool area. Then she grounded her for letting a boy push her. Then the little boy got in trouble for pushing her. I felt so bad that nobody even had time to say thank you. But in good deed i did what i had to do for my cousin.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
October 11, 2007
Write about a time when you were dishonest. Describe the situation, do you regret being dishonest?
Let me start of by saying that i didnt mean to be this way but its just something that i cant tell the truth about. I once told my dad that i had good grades on my report card. I was actually going through depression issues because my sisters boy friend lied to the police and started to go against my dad. So the police arrested him for what ever the case was but to the judges decision he was falsely arrested. Well we had restriction against my dad and my dad had wrote me a letter and he asked me if my grades were still up and i lied to him and told him that i had A's and B's on the whole report card. Then when i finally got to see him he asked me for the report card so that he can give me money so i can buy something that i desired to buy for being such a wonderful daughter. As i hesitated to go get it i simply replied that i lied to him about the grades and i got an F on one of mid terms because i didn't study but really i was depress at the fact of how my mom and my sister will treat me once my dad moves out the house and when he was gone who would i turn to next. I then turned to my god mother and uncle and aunt for help. But it wasnt the same without my dad but now i just have to live with it. I learned to do my homework and start to study more if i wanted to make good money and go to college.So now when my dad ask me how my grade are i tell him the truth because the more honest i am with someone the more they trust me.
Let me start of by saying that i didnt mean to be this way but its just something that i cant tell the truth about. I once told my dad that i had good grades on my report card. I was actually going through depression issues because my sisters boy friend lied to the police and started to go against my dad. So the police arrested him for what ever the case was but to the judges decision he was falsely arrested. Well we had restriction against my dad and my dad had wrote me a letter and he asked me if my grades were still up and i lied to him and told him that i had A's and B's on the whole report card. Then when i finally got to see him he asked me for the report card so that he can give me money so i can buy something that i desired to buy for being such a wonderful daughter. As i hesitated to go get it i simply replied that i lied to him about the grades and i got an F on one of mid terms because i didn't study but really i was depress at the fact of how my mom and my sister will treat me once my dad moves out the house and when he was gone who would i turn to next. I then turned to my god mother and uncle and aunt for help. But it wasnt the same without my dad but now i just have to live with it. I learned to do my homework and start to study more if i wanted to make good money and go to college.So now when my dad ask me how my grade are i tell him the truth because the more honest i am with someone the more they trust me.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
october 9 2007
Think carefully about the issue presented in the following excerpt and the assignment below.
Heroes may seem old-fashioned today. Many people are cynical and seem to enjoy discrediting role models more than creating new ones or cherishing those they already have. Some people, moreover, object to the very idea of heroes, arguing that we should not exalt individuals who, after all, are only flesh and blood, just like the rest of us. But we desperately need heroes—to teach us, to captivate us through their words and deeds, to inspire us to greatness.
Adapted from Psychology Today, "How To Be Great! What Does It Take To Be A Hero?"
Assignment:
Is there a value in celebrating certain individuals as heroes? Plan and write a blog in which you develop your point of view on this issue. Support your position with reasoning and examples taken from your reading, studies, experience, or observations.
If you can make the argument with me i believe that their is a value in celebrating certain individuals as heroes for instants look around your surroundings and you will find plenty. For instance look at 9 11 for a number of people survived because people were trapped and the ones that they could save they saved. Those people are considered heroes. Its just a matter of timing and patients you have. Because when your in a situation where another person needs help and you are their at the time your going to be their and help them unless your a cold blooded person and walks away from things. But most people aren't like that until you may have did something wrong to them in the past and they was you to suffer. My aunt was in the one of the buildings of the twin towers and if it wasn't for those fire fighters to calm people down people would have died of heart attacks and anxiety. It was horrible. When we called her she didn't want to talk to anyone. She didn't call no one until like the 3 months later after the incident happened. I just thank god for the career in fire fighter that most are many heroes to people in the state or community. It makes people feel good when they save a life of another individual.
Heroes may seem old-fashioned today. Many people are cynical and seem to enjoy discrediting role models more than creating new ones or cherishing those they already have. Some people, moreover, object to the very idea of heroes, arguing that we should not exalt individuals who, after all, are only flesh and blood, just like the rest of us. But we desperately need heroes—to teach us, to captivate us through their words and deeds, to inspire us to greatness.
Adapted from Psychology Today, "How To Be Great! What Does It Take To Be A Hero?"
Assignment:
Is there a value in celebrating certain individuals as heroes? Plan and write a blog in which you develop your point of view on this issue. Support your position with reasoning and examples taken from your reading, studies, experience, or observations.
If you can make the argument with me i believe that their is a value in celebrating certain individuals as heroes for instants look around your surroundings and you will find plenty. For instance look at 9 11 for a number of people survived because people were trapped and the ones that they could save they saved. Those people are considered heroes. Its just a matter of timing and patients you have. Because when your in a situation where another person needs help and you are their at the time your going to be their and help them unless your a cold blooded person and walks away from things. But most people aren't like that until you may have did something wrong to them in the past and they was you to suffer. My aunt was in the one of the buildings of the twin towers and if it wasn't for those fire fighters to calm people down people would have died of heart attacks and anxiety. It was horrible. When we called her she didn't want to talk to anyone. She didn't call no one until like the 3 months later after the incident happened. I just thank god for the career in fire fighter that most are many heroes to people in the state or community. It makes people feel good when they save a life of another individual.
Friday, October 5, 2007
10/5/07
Think carefully about the issue presented in the following excerpt and the prompt below.
People are happy only when they have their minds fixed on some goal other than their own happiness. Happiness comes when people focus instead on the happiness of others, on the improvement of humanity, on some course of action that is followed not as a means to anything else but as an end in itself. Aiming at something other than their own happiness, they find happiness along the way. The only way to be happy is to pursue some goal external to your own happiness.
Are people more likely to be happy if they focus on goals other than their own happiness? Plan and write a blog in which you develop your point of view on this issue. Support your position with reasoning and examples taken from your reading, studies, experience, or observations.
I think that people are more likely to be happy if they focus on goals other than their own happiness for the fact that if you focus in accomplishing your goals you will get far. Easily because you start coming up to your plan little by little and before you know it your dream of a life time is in front of your eyes. In order to forfill you dream you have to have a positive attitude toward what you want in life. If you dont want no problem excuse my language but send the you know where. Then you cant let nothing get in your way like family issues and personal issues get in your way because then you wont be happy you will let go everything you live for and everything you have and you loose it all.
Like me i want to be alot of things in life but i want to make a diiference in the world i want to be a part time dancer for any sport. I want to be a police officer for teenage violence or a probation officer either one. I also want to own a couple of businesses and stations and i want to go to school to be a pediatrition . Which out happiness i cant go no where. My attitude toward something i use to love may fail. Like right now i dont have the same happiness about going to do all these things which my parents being split up. I feel bad mostly because i dont have a father figure around to help me with what i need and help me understand life. Me and my mother dont have the same connection me and my father have. My dad tell me how to keep my mind on the right track so that i can move away from all the negative things. He always got my back when i need something for my career. For example i wanted to dance i had fun dancing my to years but now its time for a money break i know he want me to explore and find new things and hobbies so i can stay successful in life.
People are happy only when they have their minds fixed on some goal other than their own happiness. Happiness comes when people focus instead on the happiness of others, on the improvement of humanity, on some course of action that is followed not as a means to anything else but as an end in itself. Aiming at something other than their own happiness, they find happiness along the way. The only way to be happy is to pursue some goal external to your own happiness.
Are people more likely to be happy if they focus on goals other than their own happiness? Plan and write a blog in which you develop your point of view on this issue. Support your position with reasoning and examples taken from your reading, studies, experience, or observations.
I think that people are more likely to be happy if they focus on goals other than their own happiness for the fact that if you focus in accomplishing your goals you will get far. Easily because you start coming up to your plan little by little and before you know it your dream of a life time is in front of your eyes. In order to forfill you dream you have to have a positive attitude toward what you want in life. If you dont want no problem excuse my language but send the you know where. Then you cant let nothing get in your way like family issues and personal issues get in your way because then you wont be happy you will let go everything you live for and everything you have and you loose it all.
Like me i want to be alot of things in life but i want to make a diiference in the world i want to be a part time dancer for any sport. I want to be a police officer for teenage violence or a probation officer either one. I also want to own a couple of businesses and stations and i want to go to school to be a pediatrition . Which out happiness i cant go no where. My attitude toward something i use to love may fail. Like right now i dont have the same happiness about going to do all these things which my parents being split up. I feel bad mostly because i dont have a father figure around to help me with what i need and help me understand life. Me and my mother dont have the same connection me and my father have. My dad tell me how to keep my mind on the right track so that i can move away from all the negative things. He always got my back when i need something for my career. For example i wanted to dance i had fun dancing my to years but now its time for a money break i know he want me to explore and find new things and hobbies so i can stay successful in life.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
10/4/07
Describe the last vacation or holiday you took. what made it special? How long ago did it occur? Does having a fun necessarily have to involve a certain place or certain people? Hypothetically speaking, which would you rather take, a three day holiday spent at home, but with your favorite people to spend with your favorite people in the world, or three days anywhere you choose in the world (all expenses paid), but with no one you really know well.
The Last vacation I took was when i went to my little cousin, Valencia's track meet. It was special because i wanted to go and support her for everything that she does because she was competing with 10 years and she is currently 6 years of age.This happened during the summer. Well in order to have fun you have to be motivated and pumped to do fun things and to have a great time. In that case i had fun because my aunt, Gladys, was their, my god mother, Marcy, My other cousins, Chauntel and Trinity, My cousins cousin black ,we call her, and little Gerald and then comes Big Garold. On the other hand we were not so happy about Big Gerald's girl being their which is Val's father's girlfriend Nikki and her mom(I don't know her name).
We were up in Orlando. It only was a three day vacation. From Friday to Monday. To my perception i rather stay at home with the people that make me happy. The fact that i wont want to be somewhere where i don't know anybody in particular. It would be rather boring. I would have no where to go. No one to hang out with. No one to make me laugh and smile. So no i wont go no where where i don't know anyone.
The Last vacation I took was when i went to my little cousin, Valencia's track meet. It was special because i wanted to go and support her for everything that she does because she was competing with 10 years and she is currently 6 years of age.This happened during the summer. Well in order to have fun you have to be motivated and pumped to do fun things and to have a great time. In that case i had fun because my aunt, Gladys, was their, my god mother, Marcy, My other cousins, Chauntel and Trinity, My cousins cousin black ,we call her, and little Gerald and then comes Big Garold. On the other hand we were not so happy about Big Gerald's girl being their which is Val's father's girlfriend Nikki and her mom(I don't know her name).
We were up in Orlando. It only was a three day vacation. From Friday to Monday. To my perception i rather stay at home with the people that make me happy. The fact that i wont want to be somewhere where i don't know anybody in particular. It would be rather boring. I would have no where to go. No one to hang out with. No one to make me laugh and smile. So no i wont go no where where i don't know anyone.
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