memoir prohect

CRISIS OF FAITH.

Before I started my first years at Will C. Wood middle school and moved my way up to Alameda High, I had gone to a private school in San Lorenzo. The school I attended was Calvary Lutheran. We had just about all the same classes as all regular middle schools do, and we even went back and forth between teachers just like any other middle school-er. But in our schedule we had a class called religion. We would just whip out a bible and our teacher would make us turn to one of the beginning proverbs that told of one of Jesus's stories. We would then read about half of the story and then go home. It wasn't just all reading, we also had test on the new and old testament and had bible races, where the proverb would be written on the board and the fastest person to find the proverb would stand up and read it. I remember that on Wednesday's we would have to go to chapel and sit threw a service,we had a huge wooden cross right in the middle of the end of the room, and of course we did the Ren-enactment of the birth of Jesus. After that, we would return to class and continue our schedule. Week after week i started to think of what i was being taught had been true or just a lie. Would there really be white pearly gates,and in front i would be judged on my actions. Sometimes i had wondered what it would be like to float up to heaven, with a halo and a pair of wings, I had thought that god lived on top of clouds and looked down upon us and watched over each and every single one of us, like a hawk tracking its prey.

 

 

I did not start to question the ideals of the bible till I got to fifth grade.That's where I had started to take stories of the bible and try to break them with pure logic. One of my first questionings was the story of Noah and the ark. The story says that there were only one pair of every single animal on the ark, one male and female so that they could re-populate. In Genesis 6:1 it says that Noah had started to build the ark when he was five-hundred years old. Five hundred! He entered the ark when he was six-hundred years old. Of course there is so many flaws in this story to make me not want to believe in the story of Noah and the Ark. By the physical capabilities of a grown adult man, that is physically impossible,and how is there enough food for all the animals and for Noah's family to last forty days and forty nights? And it wasn't just the bible i used common sense on to convince myself if things were true or not. When I was five I had asked my mom if Santa really exists. She asked " why dint you think he exists?" and I replied" I don't know" and she told me "no". Just my nature to question brought me the truth of Santa. So I started asking my self more and more questions on the birth of Jesus and if earth was really created in only seven days?

 

After starting to question the teachings of the bible, when I wet to church on Wednesdays, and sung the hymnals, I started to feel a guilt creep upon me, just something that dint feel right. It felt as tho god had been watching me and he felt really disappointed in me, it had felt as tho I had committed a crime and got away with it, and now i had to bear such an immense guilt. Days soon passed and became weeks, and soon i unwarily just went through the motion of religion class. Just reading the scripture, reading, not actually sucking in the meaning or value of the story. One day i went home and asked my mom if she believed in the stories of the bible, knowing that she brought up by the christian faith just like i was. had said " I don't necessarily believe in the stories like Moses freeing the people of god from Egypt", " But i do believe in the overall idea of the bible". With that i was even more confused of what to think of it. I sat for a while and came to my conclusion that I have to listen to the teachings of the Bible, and that's up to me whether i believe in it or not. 

 

 

Neli, maybe you just made me look stupid, so i should be mad at y

This long four day weekend that we last had was Valentines day and Chinese New Year. On Friday I dint do a dam thing, just a nice and relaxing day of nothing. Saturday I went out to a G.N.C. (general nutrition center, just for tho's of you who don't know) and got this insanely big container of protein powder, so that after my workout my muscles have access to the protein that i put into my system. So now after my morning practice, i just just mix the powder with some water or milk, than go to school. The first time when i took it, i felt really tired and unbalanced. I went to go talk to my coach and he told me that inducing that much protein into my system is like eating two steaks. So hopefully my body will adapt to it so that my body will become more strong and so i can swim better

On the same day, My mom, her boyfriend, and my brother and i went to San Fransisco. We headed to north beach and went to the restaurant, Cal-zones. I got bored while waiting for food, so i decided to play a ratio game, the ratio was obese people to people who look like hookers. While i pointed these people out, my mom was having a hard time from laughing. Afterwards we went to the theatre, i cant recall the name of the place. We got there pretty close to curtain call timing so we dint have to wait very long. While watching the performance, the actors and actresses had such amazing voices, they dint have much scene changes nor were they very big, I was surprised that they only used chairs and tables when doing a scene change. So overall the play was really good. Sunday i dint do anything, and then on Monday i made crepes for my french class, it was so hard to flip the crepe. I must've burned myself over ten times, i tried to use my fingers to flip it. An now its the begging of a new week for school, and progress reports are coming out at the end of the week, but I'm not so worried.

Is kind of strange to be thinking of ...

Is kind of strange to be thinking of summer this early in the school year? Last year was one of my favorite ones so far. Lately Ive just had some of tho's memories keep popping up in my mind. Just of my swim team in San Leandro and just laying out in the sun all day. Fun, Just being able to bask in the heat of the radiant sun. Every Saturday morning i have to be at a meet by six-thirty to seven o' clock, so everything is still all damp, wet and cold. So after my warm-up i get out and its freezing, but as soon as it gets later in the day, the sun pops up and everything starts to become nice and warm with a nice cool breeze in the air. Not to mention , there is  summer love in the air. Who doesn't like to have a crush, hook up or fall in love with someone during the summer time? Its kind of like valentines day, but only its everyday for three months.

Last year i also had an internship up in the Oakland hills at a theatre called Wood minster Theatre. There were a total of three shows during the summer, i only was able to do one of them. I thought that my muscles and body were going to fall apart by time i got home. Surprisingly it wasn't all that hard, its was surprisingly easy, just because this production only had mainly a lot of HUGE sized props. After each show, i came home and slept from twelve till seven. It was a tiring job but that's what made it so much fun. my plan this coming summer is to do all of the productions so that i can earn my self a little bit of money for a car.

Valentines day.

So its two weeks before valentines day and some of my friends are freaking out and have no idea what to do. The other day i asked my mom if shes a little excited for valentines day and she tells me that she hates valentines day and thinks it is a stupid holiday where we're forced to show our affection to that significant person in our lives.So after I heard her point of view of valentines day, i go and ask my troubled friends why they are freaking out about what to get. And i already new what they would say, they would told me its because they have to impress "their girl". And what if they don't want some insanely big gift, but instead just want to be with you? And instead of a dozen roses, why not just one, the number of roses dose not represent how much you love that person. Its more like how much money you have to try to impress that person. And I'm pretty sure that's not how the HOLIDAY OF LOVE is supposed to work, its a holiday of love, not lust.

In my mind i see valentines day as new relationships, roses and candy, when it SHOULD be about spending time with the one who you love and to cherish their existence. Even tho this holiday has been built upon bravado of jewelry, candy, teddy bears, cards, and flowers, I think that their is romanticism for those few who don't want anything else but to spend time with their loved ones. When valentines day comes around, don't freak about getting the most expensive gift in the store, but instead, get the most sentimental one. And for those twenty to fifty dollar bouquet of roses, just get her one, Its a lot more meaningful than a dozen, At least in my mind it is =)

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TIFFINAY OWES ME CANDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ow, im sore

In today's worlds, everyone has touch screen i-pod and internet access on their phones. But why do we need such technological advances for our daily life? When I walk down the street I see stupid teens being carefree of whats going on around them. They walk into traffic without realizing that there is a car heading straight for them and it cant stop, another teen killed by lack of attention and technology.It could also be caused by the driver. Just some random guy or girl out walking, following all the signs and traffic rules. But down the street is a buissness man, late for work, drinking his coffee, with his phone in his hand, because he dosent have a headset. He ( or she) is speeding just to barely punch there card in time, and out of nowhere the teen is walking in a cross walk, and the buissness man does not notice them. He then i sued and goes to jail. I dont think that all technology is bad, just to advanced of tecnology is. There is also good in it, i-pods are good for blocking out all external sound and leaving nothing but your internal thoughts for you to focus on. Cell phones are also a great help in and emergency.

Before cell Phones, we would have to run to the nearest house with a phone, or run down to the police station or fire departement to get assistence. SO i believe we could turn back a couple of notches on our technoligy, what harm could it do. Im pretty sure that if everyone had a basic i-pod and cell phone we would all live just fine, and if you cant live without getting e-mail on your phone then your just crossing over into the robotic phase of life, one who never goes out, does sports, complains about nature and cant live without texting someone for one period of class.

English Final version 2.0

Q#8 How do you like having a blog? How has blogging changed the way you write, the way you think, or the way you think about writing?


When we were introduced to making a blog, i thought, OK this could be interesting. So how do i like having a blog? I really enjoy it. I'm not crazed and blog twenty-four seven, but i like putting my opinion there for people to listen to. It was a good idea for not just me, but I'm pretty sure most of the people in fourth period to relieve some creative thoughts as opposed to bottling it up,Who knows? We might have our next revolutionary thinker sitting right next to us. I got so into blogging because I couldn't wait to post it, I just thought that they were such good topics to blog about. My post, fat man inside , I really felt strong to this topic. The next day when walking through the hallways, people had told me that they liked it.

Now when its a Wednesday afternoon, I don't think, oh great another assignment, I think, sweet another chance for me to voice what I think is going on in the world or whats just even whats going on in my own town. Even though Ive been blogging for a short amount of time, when I think of a new topic I try to think of something that will cause others to blog about it, too. Topics that people strongly believe in, such as the the war that's currently going on , or even some celebrity news are great topics to blog about. Even though I don't have much to say to these kind of topics, other people might have a detailed conversation in their head, just ready to explode with facts and gossip.

Q#2 Choose one of your posts. (Your favorite? Your least favorite? The one that surprises you the most when you reread it? Any one you want to pick.) Analyze it in detail, with quotes etc.

Out of all my blogs so far, my favorite has probably been THE POWER OF DREAMS. I particularly like this one because, dreams to me can show more to us then we realize. I see the future, even if its nothing all that special, if its just me and my friends sitting down and talking. In a dream you have control of everything, Ive had some of the most unreal dreams where I've flown over buildings and have swam in a pool of sharks. To me dreams are more than a fabrication based on our daily activities, its more like our own personalized inner world. in each dream there is a message that has to be deciphered, if its a bad dream then generally the day before, you either did something that you knew you weren't supposed to or did something being unaware of what you did. As you can see i can keep going on with this topics for hours and hours. That's why this is my favorite post, something to talk on and on about. My least favorite post this semester would probably be o well. Its just more like a filler blog. Kind of like water or bread, its just there in your stomach, taking up space so that you get more full easier. All I did was talk about was currently happening in my world, which isn't all that great. Hopefully next year I'll refrain from doing that. The blog the most surprises me is The Illusion of night. i like this blog, but there's a quote "There's some thing that makes love just a little more romantic as opposed to day. No one knows why, it just does. And when I look up to the sky and look to the moon and stars, it feels like there's something bigger than us, more than what we as a planet know about space, something out there". When i re-read this quote i think, Oh god did i really put this in my blog? It gives me goose bumps, because i felt like a dork posting up that cheesy line.

Q#10 Where do you get your ideas for blog post topics? What inspires you to write?

Ideas don't just hit you like a bolt of lightning, at least they rarely will. But for the most part, people will look at blogs, form a question from that and then blog about that question and their views on it. Others will write their ideas down and choose one of them to write about. As for my method, I just think and try to retain them for me it tells me what ideas are good, if they stay my head then it means to me they're good ideas, if i don't retain my idea, then its not an idea worth holding onto.
I try to think of them when I get a chance to, such as when I'm at swim practice. Even though I'm surrounded by ten to fifteen people, when your swimming you have no contact with them. When I'm swimming it feels like a chilled bottomless abyss, the perfect place not to lose focus on ideas. Some of the ideas for my blogs such as "Goggles and chlorine" and "Morning meal", came to my head at practice.Goggles and chlorine, I thought while swimming because I had been swimming and thought about how much easier practice had been and thought about how i used to swim back when i was younger as opposed to how I swim now. Morning meal came to me because I had forgotten to bring something to eat for morning practice, so while I was in the pool I had thought what to do, and asked myself what do I usually eat in the morning.
Music is another big idea starter. If your listening to a song, it does not matter what emotion is triggered. I link an emotion to an issue then that to a topic and that becomes my blog. For me the artist i listen to are generally cake, the barenaked ladies, rise against,and then a whole bunch of Japanese music. My post " 10 fingered ghost " which I named for no reason, had come to me when I had been listening to music right before a game and it just hit me, what do the upperclassman of our team listen to? I thought of our biggest and toughest guy on our team listening to some girlie stuff, just to tickle my amusement.