Monday, December 12, 2011
Dear Reader
Reflection #5
Dear Reader,
Throughout this semester, I had set goals that would help me throughout my work, but I feel like I barely accomplished them. My goals were getting above than an 80 in my classes, being able to manage school, soccer and working on my college applications and essays and finish them on time. Also managing my time was one of the first goals I set myself because I know if I did this well, I wouldn’t be behind on work or anything. I believe that I did accomplish this but barely because I have been distracted by things and I knew that but I was stubborn and not fully accomplish these goals. I accomplished all my goals but receiving 80s in all my classes, that wasn’t accomplished because I received on one 80 and the other I was missing at least two or three points in receiving that 80. These goals helped me stay on track with things and this semester has been one of the busiest time that I’ve had to deal with but I am prepare for what is going next.
Being part of the Hunter campus has had its struggles because this semester I didn’t take any college classes at all and just my regular high school classes, Math, History and English but my main struggle at Hunter was that I was given so much time for myself and my studies. This was a struggle because I get easily distracted. Also one struggle that has been hard for me this semester at Hunter would be that I only have three classes and I need to stay on top of my work and not slack off because of all the time that was given. I’ve worked on this by being able to ask for help keeping up with due work and following my schedule that I made at the beginning. Also I controlled my time and set different goals for each thing I will do. Being distracted for me was one of the biggest struggle because I am surrounded by a lot of friends, but I’ve also took time away from that and worked on being alone and getting things done before time. I think one thing that has worked is that I have my friends that stay on top of me and reminding about things and I am getting used to that and doing it alone. I still need work on managing my time more effectively.
This semester I only took three classes, which where my regular high school classes, Math, History and English. I think I did ok, I could of have done better but I needed to study harder for my exams. I only didn’t do as good in two of my classes but the other one I accomplished my goal of receiving an 80. In a year I see myself at a great college doing what I love best, playing soccer with a full scholarship and studying real hard. Also I see myself working really hard to not only make myself proud but my family as well. In 5 years I see myself graduating college and moving on to grad school and finishing my major. In 5 years I see myself having a degree in my major and knowing that everything I did in the past that helped me get to where I am now, paid off. In 10 years I see myself having a house, a car, hopefully married and working on a family. In 10 years, I see myself working in my major and helping my parents out with anything they ask and giving them what they didn’t have but what I did. Also I see myself still playing soccer with my friends and traveling. Achieving these goals will be difficult but it’s not like I am not willing to do it because if I set myself to anything, I believe I can get anything accomplished. Working on these goals will be like working on my life because it will be my life soon and I know that everything take hard work and dedication.
As a writer, I am very careful now in my techniques and I learn a little in how to work on my sentence structure. I think in life you have to be successful because everywhere you go, something has to written and turned in. I believe that in life writing has to be successful because without writing how will you get to where you want to be at. Engaging a reader and expressing learning lessons within your writing help me in other subjects besides English because you know the different techinques in writing and if you read it, you get used to that technique and use it as well. This can help me in life by knowing that reading about different techinques helps out a lot. I’ve learned that fiction has a lot of techniques in writing it and that it can be done with anything. I have enjoyed writing free writes because I can write everything on a piece of paper. Also working on my sudden fiction because I learned how to use my own experiences and mixing them up with different things. I think that the concept of writing in a different point of view has been hard for me. The concept that has been easy for me will be using the four characteristics of a character because it been easy for me. I plan on strengthening by using them more often.
At the end of the year in fiction class, I plan to accomplish all the different techniques and using them properly in my writing and knowing how to use them well. I hoped to accomplish by being a part of this pre-college program is being able to take classes at Hunter college and being able to experience an early view of what college will be like and how I will manage with a whole new different life style. This portfolio represent me as a student and as a person because I believe that in my writings, there is something that shows who I am and I know that as a student I worked really hard in receiving the grades I received. Also this portfolio represents me as a person because it’s all been written by me and it’s all my own work that I’ve learned to write from learning in fiction class. This also reflects me as a student because I know I learned to use different ways in writing in a whole new perspective.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Everrything went wrong
Sudden Fiction
I knew things went wrong when I lost my virginity.He wasn’t the same, he was distant from me. I barely saw him and when I did, he was in some other world.
“What’s wrong babe?” was the same question since everything went wrong. It was on a sunny day in Tampa, Florida where I first saw him. His name was Andrew, tall; light skin, pink lips, and dark long hair. When I saw him I was like I fell in love with him and I didn’t want to lose him.
“Hi, I am Andrew”
“Hi, I am Andrea” were the first words we ever said to each other. I never imagined myself without him two years after that day. Every moment of our lives we spent with each other. I grew up in Tampa, Florida and I lived with my mother. People always knew me as the sky and girly girl from the block. I had friends but some of them were back stabbers and I didn’t get along with them. That day when I first saw Andrew, I knew we had to each other and spending time together.
“Andrea, do you want to come to a party with me this Saturday night?” yeah sure why not.” The night was full of surprises; the summer breeze was warm and there were flowing heat waves around. The moon was at the crest stage and it illuminated the whole night sky. A walk on the beach was all it took for a “yes”. Weeks passed like waves on an ocean moving toward the sand. Andrew was not only hot and tall but he was a soccer player and he we both shared the passion for the sport. We learned different things from each other every day. We reached the maximum stage of our relationship; we made a whole year together. He doubted me because we were in different schools but we proved to each other our loyalty and commitment to each other. That night we spent it together, laying on the warm sand and looking up at the stars.
“Andrew, I’m ready”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I trust you with everything.”
“I could never hurt you, ever.”
“I know you wouldn’t.” Rolling all over the sand, the water hitting our bodies, cause chills on our skins. The night was warm and we were all alone in the beach, we spend it together and had the most member able night ever. I knew that I made the right choice in losing my virginity to him. After that night, a couple of weeks passed and things started to change. Days moved at the speed of light. A year after everything went wrong; we went our separate ways and disappeared in the dark. Everything changed and I didn’t see life as I before. A whole 2 years passed and Andrew didn’t finish his accomplishments, and soon he was going to be a baby daddy.
Reflection: I learned from the workshop process that everyone makes mistakes and no one has the perfect draft once they have finished their first one. Also I learned that being able to identity your mistakes, can lead in becoming a better editor and a writer too. Also I learned that people that edited my paper know where my weaknesses are and they tell me all about them.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Journal #11
Alien – Krizeerayha
Park- Everything is lost; where everyone loses everything. You come in and lose something.
Krizeerayha- Pet shop; different type of animals. Mermaids, unicorns, Griffins, etc. (Mythological pet shop).
Park: Earl Sweatshirt was walking into the Forget Park. He was playing football with his friends and when he leaves, he realizes he left his sweat shirt, he lost himself. When he realizes he lost his sweatshirt, he’s world dropped and he knew life wouldn’t be the same.
Krizeerayha- Mythological pet; Zeus goes to the store to buy a Cerbarus for his son, Heracules, for his birthday, but he is so forgetful, he ended up buying a Pegasus instead.
Part B:
A day in the life of Sofia, where she is living with her parents during her last months of her senior year in her high school. Sofia is a very unique teenager. She’s very active and different from other girls. Her bed is protected by her Voodoo Doll. She also can be describe as an artist, she shows herself as a Graff artist using her tag “Giggles” with her spray cans, black book and markers. When she has nothing to do, she lays on her bed either listening to her IPod, on her I Phone or watching television. She is a sneaker fanatic, but she especially loves Air Jordan because they are fashionable and comfortable. She has a bad girl attitude and once she had bought a pair of handcuffs to play around with while she was with her boyfriend. Her boyfriend is a skater and he got her into skate boards. Sofia has Brazilian roots so she loves to pay soccer all the time and her favorite player is Neymar. When she gets home from either skating, soccer or tagging her tag in the streets, she relaxes on her bed and watching her pink lava lamp moving up and down. Her little brother sometimes asks her if they can play Nintendo 64 with him and since that day she’s always playing with him. Her grandmother gave a heart chain to her so she can carry it where she goes.
Friday, November 25, 2011
Sudden Fiction
Sudden Fiction
I knew things went wrong from the beginning of losing my virginity. He wasn’t the same, he was distant from me. I barely saw him and when I did, he was on some other world. “What’s wrong babe?” was the same question since everything went wrong. It was on a sunny day in Tampa, Florida where I first saw him. His name was Andrew, tall; light skin, pink lips, and dark long hair. When I saw him I was like I fell in love with him and I didn’t want to lose him. “Hi, I am Andrew” “Hi, I am Andrea” were the first words we ever said to each other. I never imagined myself without him two years after that day. Every moment of our lives we spent it with each other. In February of 2009, his baby sister was born on a snowy, cold day. While walking home on that cold, I felt someone watching over me. Adrenaline was flowing all over my body and my veins popped out and my hands were sweaty. I thought I was going to get kidnapped, so I slowly went through my bag for my keys, and if anything happened I would defend myself with that. I stepped inside and walked up the stairs and something grabs my hand, I swing to punch ad I turn around to see Andrew. “What is wrong with you, why would you do that?” “I’m sorry babe, I wanted to surprise you, and did I scare you?” “Obviously”. Walking up the stairs to my house was like walking to heaven by his hand. His body temperature and the cold breeze on his hand made it feel like I was weren’t going to let go. I knew I loved him and no one else. Lips on lips compressing on each other, his hand on waist wanting to take an adventure. Silent and peaceful moment, heat running down and blood pumping faster and faster every time we touched each other. RING RING “hello; no ma, he’s with me right now…..OMG really, ok we are on our way now.” He was in a rush to get the hospital; he was stacking like a rattle. “Rosy” the newest member of his family was born. All he wanted was to spend the whole night with her. “I’ll leave babe, see you tomorrow” “Ok babe, bye….sigh I love you” I couldn’t believe what he just said, and I didn’t know what to tell him. “I love you too babe.” I didn’t know it possible to love someone the way I loved him. Months passed the way seasons did through a human eye and our relationship was being hurt my rumor. The sun was at its highest point on the sky, he came over my house and we watched a movie and later that night I had told him “I am ready” those three word where the beginning of something new and I knew things were about to change.
Reflection:
Due to the feedback I received in Workshop, I now know that I need to describe my characters and what their purpose is. Also I know that I need to finish my ending and have middle as well. The feedback that was given to me by my classmates I need to have my sentence structure fixed. I need to know that my grammar is somewhat incorrect. I also know that I need to reread my writing and have a well organized thesis. My overall goal for this piece is to make the reader feel part of the story and feel the intensive problem occurring and to teach them how a love story can be turned into a disaster. Also my overall goal for this piece is to finish the ending and have it be done greatly and have the reader question about why that happens. Also this piece overall, I want it to be my best that I have ever written and to show that myself, as the author knows how to combine reality with fiction.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Journal # 10
Classy Trashy
1. Fancy Jewelry 1. Ripped Clothes
2. Unique clothing 2. No form in going to school
3. Huge cars 3. Smells bad
4. Dinner at fancy places 4. Always dirty
5. Big house outside New York 5. Is bullied by everyone
Miguel grew up as a wealthy child living in New York City. He was the richest kid in his high school. Big cars, fancy restaurants and always on top of every clothing line he can get, this was his life style. He only knew the good ways of life. He became the perfect role model for guys at his school, smart, well dress and handsome.
" Richardo is so ugly looking since what happen to him". Richardo grew up in a middle class family but he lost everything in a fire. “He’s always smelling bad and his clothes are ripped" " Richardo does belong in the streets, he's worthless and nasty looking.” Richardo is always bullied by everyone because he doesn’t have any money and he is poor.
Reflection #4
After reading Hilma Wolitzer’s “Embarking together on solitary journeys”, I am afraid of
being put down because of my writing skills. Also I am also afraid that I will not having anyone
by my side throughout this time of need. Being afraid of being put down by other better writers
is one of my reasons why I am so afraid. “But in my experience just a handful of workshop
students ever exhibit such talent, and we all know of gifted writers who work well without the
benefit of organized groups or individual mentors” (page 263) I am excited about collaborations
that other students get to help each other out and correct each other.
Myself as a writer, I have a lot of mistakes and that includes sentence structure. I want to
improve all of this because I believe that I can change my writing skills if I have someone to help
me out. “Most writes’ heart are divided by ambition and self-doubt? (Page 264) I plan on
achieving this by learning from different people with different skills and use what I learned from
them to make my writing better. Learning from different writings gets you to think that the
opinions of others are difficult to understand but sometimes the truth hurts and it has to come
out sometime.” You must ask yourself if you really want an honest opinion from a loved
one” (Page 264). I plan on achieving these goals by working really hard and not giving up
because improving my writing is one of the most important things I have to accomplish. Being
with different writers that are more skilled will also benefit me in improving my writing. “there,
for the first time I found the company of other writers.” (Page 264)
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Journal #9: Confession
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Reflection # 3
Delmy DelCid
Mrs.DeFeo
October 22, 2011 Reflection # 3
Writing fiction is a part of you that wants to get away from reality and you create your own world where everything is the way you wish it would be. My fictional writing all come from my surrounding, my experiences, my dreams and what I want my life to be. “I write about the things that trouble me, I write about the things that disturb me, the things that won’t let me alone, the things that are eating my brain at three in the morning, the things that unbalance my world.” Writing fiction to me is an adventure, a trip outside my reality that makes me feel safe and comfortable. My surroundings tell me everything that I want my life to be as well as reminding me about the problems I am going through and the ones I have been in. “ I carry these things around inside my head until I’m compelled to write them down and get rid of them. I sit down and begin.”
My observations to create a good story would be about my experiences dealing with my first love. Most fiction stories are based on relationships. Fairytales become really important to my writing because I used this to create the perfect relationship, but sometimes family comes first. Dealing with family also inspires me to write fiction because of how my family is and how I want my family to be. “Perhaps the best thing about family is that all of the emotions within it depend upon love, which is the most powerful. All the darker one—rage and hatred and resentment—result from the absence of love, or its withholding; but love is the prime mover.” When I write about either my family or love, is all based on my experiences that I dealt with throughout my life. My disappointments, my dreams and my turning points are all based on my life but I add some things that become a lie and it becomes my fictional writing, my recipe of my escape. “I know where I’m going; I’m going toward that troubling moment, the unforgivable statement, the irreversible act that has been gnawing at me.” This quote relates a lot to my writing because my writing is all about me and all those feelings that stay inside me and don’t have a way to come out but through writing it’s different.
The themes I use from my observations would be love, hate, family and yourself. I mostly use these themes because I have a lot of experience with each of them and it’s become a power for me to write about these themes. “We’re people elated, sustained and nourished, all by the powerful, devastating, inescapable bonds within the family.” Creating a story out of these four themes becomes a really great story because it becomes a true story to some of the readers because either they lived it through or they are going through it. Writing fictional becomes my strength because I can relate my writing to others writings and escape from what a person or myself are trying to escape from.
Journal # 8
Character Profile Worksheet
Basic Statistics
Name:Mathew
Age: 19
Nationality: Columbian
Socioeconomic Level as a child: middle class
Socioeconomic Level as an adult: middle class
Hometown: Queens
Current Residence:
Occupation: Play soccer
Income: N/A
Talents/Skills: Great cook, knows Latin, Played for US National Team in 2010
Salary: Doesn’t work
Birth order: N/A
Siblings (describe relationship): one sister and one brother
Spouse (describe relationship):N/A
Children (describe relationship): no children
Grandparents (describe relationship): don’t live with him
Grandchildren (describe relationship): don’t have
Significant Others (describe relationship): N/A
Relationship skills: N/A
Physical Characteristics:
Height: 5’11
Weight: 150
Race: Hispanic
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Glasses or contact lenses? None
Skin color: light
Shape of Face: round
Distinguishing features:
How does he/she dress? Soccer clothing, clean
Mannerisms:
Habits: (smoking, drinking etc.) drinks
Health: good condition
Hobbies: playing soccer, shopping, eating, partying
Favorite Sayings: you are beautiful
Speech patterns: None
Disabilities: none
Style (Elegant, shabby etc.): elegant, sporty
Greatest flaw: his teeth
Best quality: his body
Intellectual/Mental/Personality Attributes and Attitudes
Educational Background: finished high school, working on getting to college
Intelligence Level: 3.0
Any Mental Illnesses? None
Learning Experiences: N/A
Character's short-term goals in life: N/A
Character's long-term goals in life: N/A
How does Character see himself/herself? He sees himself as a very motivated person and believes in himself and doesn’t care about what others think.
How does Character believe he/she is perceived by others? He believes that people show him what kind of mistakes he makes and learns from them.
How self-confident is the character? He is very self confident.
Does the character seem ruled by emotion or logic or some combination thereof? Som
etimes both.
What would most embarass this character? That he can be a shy person.
Emotional Characteristics
Strengths/Weaknesses: believing in himself and knowing that he can do whatever he can set his mind to do;
Introvert or Extrovert?
How does the character deal with anger? He learns to control it
With sadness? Thinks about something that once made him happy
With conflict? Tries to come up with a solution
With change? Learns from the changes
With loss? Doesn’t show emotion among people
What does the character want out of life? His injuries
What would the character like to change in his/her life? Being able to go to college without his injuries
What motivates this character? Looking back at his childhood
What frightens this character? Being injured and not being able to be the same anymore
What makes this character happy? Playing soccer with the people his loves
Is the character judgmental of others?no
Is the character generous or stingy? generous
Is the character generally polite or rude? Generally polite
Spiritual Characteristics
Does the character believe in God? yes
What are the character's spiritual beliefs? God is above all
Is religion or spirituality a part of this character's life? religion
If so, what role does it play? He goes to church with his family every sunday
What does this character want?? Need? Wish? Hope?
He wants to become a person with a great future and being able to say “hey I was there before and look at me now”. The character needs people to help him out and being able to learn from other. The character wishes that due to his injuries he couldn’t go to a great college with a soccer career but instead he is not in college. The character hopes that soon he will have a better and bright future and everything will come out the same way he planned it from before.
This is the type of person who….
- Will wear anything without caring about any judgment.
- Will convince his team they are the best and lead them in the right direction.
- Won’t let any of his flaws get in the way of achieving what he wants.
- Would sacrifice anything to get where he wants to.
- Doesn’t let anyone in the way of his future.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Journal # 7
Waking up each morning to the sound of your voice. The sun shines on my face as I open the window. Birds singing to the melody of the crickets. The smell of a new day flows all over my room. The warmth of the sun, heats my soul. Just to know it was all gone that day.
Journal # 6
Pink stripped with white lace size 2. Growing up under the stars, picking left overs from the world. Walking around with the shoes god gave me. These shoes were my world and my way to get around. I walked passed a rich white house and that’s when I saw those shoes. They were brand new but I couldn’t afford then. I cried the whole night but I was thankful for my shoes.
B. Soccer becomes my passion for life.
C. Moving forward with the clock slow.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
journal #5
Blazing hot sand was parked the blue Ford skinny car that Johnny owned. Johnny owned this car since he was 13 years old. The village people envied Johnny and his car. Best friend Zachary, one day had the courage to destroy this car. On a rainy Saharan day, Zach was playing with his friends. “Hey Zach, look at Johnny’s car, isn’t hot?” “You know it, I wish I had it.” One of Zach’s friends gave him a 50lbs hamper. “What I am going to do with this?” “Destroy the car obviously, you know Zach that’s what you want.” Zach always had his eye on that car but he knew that didn’t belong to him. His gut told him “ have the courage and strength to do it and not care about what Johnny thinks” but another voice was telling him “ No, don’t do it.” Zach had ended up listening to his other voice and destroyed the car, without thinking how Johnny would react to this action.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Reflection #2
“Writer’s don’t choose their craft; they need to write in order to face the world and this was still true for me.” Writing releases a person from the reality but sometimes it brings you into the world more than you can ever imagine. Myself as a writer, I get caught up with reality and I turn it into a world where is all based on my reality. It was hard to get away from my work in order to fictionalize my work because it’s based on my reality and sometimes writing reality becomes hard to fictionalize. Also it was hard because some emotions can’t be made up if it makes who you are. Apart of you must always be in my writing because as Hoffman stated “ Every reader can sense the difference between writer who embodies meaning through the events he describes and the writer who seems simply mired in those events,” in other words a reader can tell true or false emotions in a writer just by the way the writer writes In my writing there’s always a part of me because creating a fictional place to get away has to always have a part of the writer’s feelings.” By writing well and carefully and powerful,” I can relate to this quote because if a writer is a powerful writer than the reader won’t stop reading your writing and sometimes my writing can be really powerful or it can be weak.
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Journal #3
It was on a sunny, windy Saturday, when I felt my world come down to pieces. I was destroyed and I knew that at that moment I won’t be able to be the same again. The wind felt as hard as id rocks were being thrown at my face. Tears ran down my cheeks fast as waterfalls. Inside, my soul cried, wanting to leave my body and never coming back. His name, Mathew. His name rings when I call him, his voice warm in my ears flowing in my head. A beautiful hot summer’s day of July 12, 2008 was the day I knew I was completely in love. Birds singing, bells ringing. Every time I saw him, was one of the best days of m life. His face, warm, pink cheeks. His smile soft, descent and elegant. He always knew how to make me smile. He became my only for my smile; the warmth of my body, the light of my day. Butterflies flew inside me every time we kissed, that’s how I knew he was Mr. Right. Every moment I spend it with him, my quinceanera, meeting my parents, grandparents, meeting my family. He became part of my family. He just wasn’t Mr. Right; he was my best friend, my soul mate, my everything. All good things have an end. Rumors were the cause of my fairytale ending. Cancer was the disease to my destruction. Rumors became the cancer of my relationship. Rumors spread the way cancer spreads all over your body. Cancer is what I felt that day, my body was slowing dying; my soul had no force, no strength. I was dead. Until this day, that breakup is easily healing but it’s aware of any other disease.
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Journal #4
Chris always wanted to be successful, but committing to a job is tough for him. He currently works in the food industry, but hates conforming to a regular schedule. He comes from rich roots and is constantly battling the lifestyles of his youth. Currently, he is an embarrassment to his family.
My Interpretation:
Chris started his life at age 30, after the death of his father. His family owned the top company in the country. As a child, Chris was the single child of the household. He loved his mother deeply, Mrs. Deep. Curly Blond strands of hair were always falling of her head. Beautiful, expensive clothes. Tall as a tree. His mother was the world to him. When he turned 15, his mother passed away of Kidney failure. That day was the end of his word. Tears came down his face like waterfalls, wind was strong as rocks. He went to the beach. Crying. Heart pounding out of his chest. Waves came in heavily. The sand was his comfort. After that day, his life became a living hell. His father became very strict on him. “Chris, you will make this company the best like it has been for centuries.” Chris wasn’t ready for all this. He didn’t finish school, and soon his father ended kicking him out. He started to work as a cashier in the food industry. Few years passed and his father passed away. At his father’s will, he didn’t receive anything and he became the embarrassment of the family. His uncle received everything and he ended up being the outsider of the family Deep.
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Reflection
Delmy Del Cid
Mrs.DeFeo
Reflection
Being a writer doesn’t show that a person has talent, but sometimes it’s a takes writer to have a creative mind. I consider myself a poor writer because I don’t have the talent or anything like that, but I am very creative. Myself as a writer, I am a fictional, fairytale, romance writer. I write about impossible love, sometimes even some experiences that happened in my life and I add fictional settings.
I like to write about impossible things that can’t happen in the real world, but sometimes “The right words and sentences just do not come pouring out like tape most of the time” that was used by author Anne Lamott, “Shitty first Drafts.” This quote has a lot of meaning to me and a writer because something words, paragraphs and sentences don’t pop up in my head and I write them down. I take at least 5-10 minutes to write a first paragraph. I consider myself as a writer to be poor because writing anything is just sometimes difficult for me to do. Coming up with a thesis statement, analysising quotes, I find that all difficult to do and it’s because I don’t have that talent. Also I consider myself a poor writer because sometimes my sentence structure is poor, my grammatical points are weak. My fears of being a writer would have to struggle with a sentence that sounds to me as perfect when it’s not. Also my fears if writing would be writing about something and then forgetting about it in less than a minute.
My goals as a writer would be to improve my sentence structure, be more confident in myself since I don’t have that and just being a more careful writer un where I can write and just keep writing non-stop and have a descent structure of my writing. “By which I mean not a “good” writer or a “bad” writer but simply a writer, a person whose most absorbed and passionate hours are spent arranging words on pieces of paper.” Author Joan Didion “Why I Write” uses this quote to explain that no one needs to be a good or bad writer but you can keep writing about whatever on pieces of paper and it will be fine. I agree with this because I write about anything sometimes without it being wrong or having to deal with grammatical errors or anything because its my writing and I know what I wrote about and no one can change that.
Being a writer also involves making errors and mistakes. One of my critics would be I because if I reread anything I had written and it doesn’t sound good at all, I change almost the whole thing and rewrite it all over again. The most important thing that I would like to communicate in my writing would be that no one is perfect and that anyone can write whatever they want to write. One of my habits would be writing proper and just be myself when I write and stay focus on what I am suppose to write and support it with enough evidence. Being honest I don’t know where I see myself writing because writing isn’t my thing.
Journal #2 List of Things
è Make me laugh
· My brother
· My mom
· The word” Silence”
· Someone falling
· My niece
The word silence makes me laugh because during my freshman year it made Leonela, Brenda, Jadzia and I laugh. This happen while we were in the lunchroom and we were talking and all of the sudden Jadzia said silence and Leonela started to laugh a lot. During our years at the high school this word made everyone laugh. Whenever one of us would say the word, we all laugh so much that it would make us cry.
è Inspire me
· 8th grade social studies teacher
· Leonel Messi
· My Mom
· My Dad
· My family
My Eight grade Social Studies teacher inspired me to become interested in political science and history. He’s a historian and I was in AP History for two years, and I was also involved with the Model UN program. He was a teacher that gave lectures and I was always interested in what he had to say. I wrote two thesis papers and he was the one that pushed me to do better and just his ways of teaching. Also he inspired me because he was one of my teachers that was on top of me to keep up my work and reach for my dream.
è I wish I had never said
· Goodbye to him
· I hate you
· I don’t want you around
· I am going to cry for you
· You are my everything
I wish I had never said “I hate you” to my dad. My dad and I are close but things get in the way. At a soccer game, he had yelled at me for someone else’s mistake and I was upset. He yelled at me in front of everyone and at that moment I told him” I hate you”. Since that day my dad barely tells me anything during a game. I feel bad because he’s my dad and I know I hurt his feelings. Till this day I can barely talk to him about my playing.
è I’m afraid of
· Death
· Getting hurt(soccer)
· Dogs
· My mom
· Hospitals
During my soccer games, I think about winning and not messing/injuring my knee, ankle, or thigh. This started to happen when I was about 15 years old. I was playing against a hard team, I went to attack the player and I had two players on me. During a kick some girl had kicked my ankle. I didn’t go to the hospital at all and my dad had bought me an ankle brace. I couldn’t play for at least a month that I thought to myself that I was never going to touch a soccer ball again.
è I love to eat
· Pizza
· Ice cream
· Chuchitos
· Tamales
· Steak
Steak has always been my favorite thing to eat. I t runs in the family, everyone is basically a meat eater. I go crazy whenever I see meat. Steak gets me motivated and it always gives me strength and other than that it’s really good. Steak give a lot of vitamins and its good for your muscles especially if you play a sport, that why I eat so much of it.
è My favorite team
· Comuncaciones
· FC Barcelona
· Manchester United
· Chivas
· Brazil
My favorite team is FC Barcelona. This club started as nothing to become the best club in Europe. Barcelona has dominated one of the best clubs, Real Madrid. The best player, Leonel Messi is one of their best players, other than Xavi Hernandez, Carlos Puyol, and others more. FC Barcelona took a lot of championships throughout the European League. FC Barcelona is my favorite team ever. Whenever there’s a game, I always watching.
è Favorite Character
· Hello kitty
· Cookie Monster
· Elmo
· Disney Princesses
· Spongebob
My Favorite character would be Cookie Monster. When I was a little girl, I always loved to watch Sesame place and I loved it when Cookie Monster would show up with either wanting a cookie or making a big mess. Cookie Monster is very significant to me because I own a Cookie Monster which was given to me by a very special person. It’s also very significant to me because it’s one of my inner child characters; it’s a reflection of my childhood.
è Favorite Brand
· Nike
· Adidas
· Puma
· Hollister
· Victoria’s Secret
Hollister is one of my favorite clothing brands because its unique and very colorful, but very expensive. Hollister is expensive because either they use a special type of material that the clothing is made off or they sell it. Hollister was first noticeable when I first walked in one of their stores at Jersey Garden. I walked in and I fell in love with their clothes and the fact that some of the clothes show who I am.
è Favorite Soda
· Dr. Pepper
· Ginger ale
· Coca Cola
· Club Soda
· Pepsi
Dr. Pepper is my favorite soda because one of my best friends, Krystal Peralta, that told me once “Delmy, try it, it’s good”. Since that day I always drink this soda. It has a flavor that gives you goose bumps. Its either cherry or normal, but I like either or.
è Favorite soccer player
· Leonel Messi
· Xavi Hernandez
· Carlos Puyol
· Fernando Torres
· Ronaldhino
There are a lot of soccer players that are my favorite, but Carlos Puyol is my idol other than Messi. Carlos Puyol plays the position Last man, meaning he’s behind every player and in front of the goalie. He is the captain of FC Barcelona and he controls the defense. His is my idol because he plays my position and I look up too him as a defense player.
è Favorite Shirt/Jersey
· FC Barcelona
· Guatemala
· Argentina
· Brazil
· Spain
I have a lot of favorite shirts/jersey, but my favorite is my country shirt. Guatemala is my favorite out of all because it’s my country and everything is above my country. Baby blue and white represent my colors and my pride and it’s my passion to wear these colors. Guatemala might be the worst team in soccer history but above all that; it’s a very special and passionate country not just for me but for others too.
è Career
· Lawyer
· Professional soccer player
· Historian
· Teacher
· A mother
I want to be lawyer as my main career because I like to learn about the government and everything that is involve with politics. I also like to defend people and I think it would be the main reason why I want to become a lawyer. Being a lawyer has always been a passion to me since I was little girl and I would always tell my family “ I am going to be a lawyer and defend you whenever you need me” and this always been a dream to me to become a great person such as a lawyer.
è Favorite Memory
· My quinceanera
· My eight grade graduation
· My first love
· My first goal
· Coming to the United States
My favorite memory is my quineanera. This is a very memorable memory because my family and all my friends where there with me in this special day. It was a fairytale. I had seven boys as my court and we danced dances that were unforgettable. Having my family there was the best because it’s a good thing to share with the ones close to you. It was all a girl could have ever wanted.
è Favorite subject
· Math
· History
· Gym
· Science
· Spanish
My favorite subject would be history because it interests me to learn about what happen in the past, present and what might happen in the future. Also because it is interesting to learn about how the world is and how politics are what they are now. The development of strong nations compares to the wear ones, how civilizations started and how they could have ended. Different time periods in which everything was peaceful and how that ended up being in the future. Everything is interesting because some people don’t know as much as they think.
è Favorite color to wear
· Pink
· Blue
· Purple
· Yellow
· Red
Pink is my favorite color to wear because it shows the girly side of me and how I am as a person. Pink isn’t only for small girls, it’s for everyone else, even men. I think that whoever wears pink must be a person that doesn’t care of what people think about them or what they are seen to be. I find men attractive when they wear pink because sometimes it takes a real man to wear pink and I think that’s really cute and I think that the man doesn’t care of what ways he’s seen in but what he sees in himself.
è Worst cereal I ever tasted
· Fruit loops
· Honey bunches of oats Almond
· Coco Puffs
· Captain Crunch
Fruit loops I think is the worst cereal I ever tasted because it has too much sugar and it has no flavor. Also I don’t like because it just taste like fruit and nothing else. When I was small, I ate a cup of it and I threw up for at least a week and since that day I don’t eat it at all because I had I bad experience with this cereal.
è TV show
· Power puff Girls
· Sponge bob square pants
· Teen Mom
· Family Guy
· The life of an American Teenager
The TV show I like to watch is Teen Mom. Teen Mom is about four girls that their lives changed because they were pregnant at age fifteen and sixteen. This show shows how these girls changed their whole lives because of their kids. The struggles that these girls made shows the reality of being pregnant when you are not ready and it shows future generations to think about being safe and know the consequences of their actions if they aren’t safe enough.
è Favorite Artist
· Lady GaGa
· Trey Songz
· Drake
· Lil Wayne
· Sin Bandera
Lady GaGa is one of my favorite artist because she is unique in her ways and doesn’t care about what anyone thinks of her but what she thinks of herself. GaGa is a figure to me because she doesn’t care who she is as long as she satisfies herself she is fine with whatever comes her way.
è Future homes
· Italy
· California
· Florida
· Chicago
· Spain
Spain is the place of dreams, hope and beauty. This is the place where I want to live the most because of all its architecture and its history that follows on how Spain now. Spain has so many beauties, landscapes that a person would like to be part of and I want to share that with the people who care and love me and tell them “ oh look I live in one of the wonder s of the world”.
è A good friend
· Honest
· Caring
· Loyal
· Respectful
· Loving
A good friend to me has to be honest because I believe that honesty is the answer to a good relationship/friendship. Without honesty there isn’t a lot of communication and not enough trust in you, themselves or each other. Being honest shows that friends have respect for what is going to happen in the friendship and honesty leads to everything else like trust, worthiness, loyal and everything else.