Visual Essay

HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERE'S MY VIDEO!

Now if the video doesn't work, try this link...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xgKvY_d1O14&feature=g-upl&context=G22d50ceAUAAAAAAAAAA

If THAT doesn't work.... I probably have a back up plan.

After watching the video, do you understand my argument? My topic was freedom and I wanted to focus on the needed freedom for the dogs reproduced in the puppy mills. Hopefully my visual tactics were good enough to persuade you.

I love seeing a girl's butt glued to a boy's crotch

Dear people who set glorious examples of how to truly dance on the dance floor and people who don't grind,

I am in complete awe by the way you all dance by grinding. Even the animals applaud the way you all accurately resemble the way they make love. And to whomever wants to watch live porn, they are welcome to come and watch the dance for free! Grinding is a great way for girls and boy to get to know each other. If you are reading this and haven't tried grinding before, then you are missing so much in life!

Boys, if you want to learn how to get a girl to fall in love and dance with you, better listen carefully. First, you waltz into the dance floor and find a girl. Once you find your target, tell her you want to dry hump her like (name any type of animal). She will definitely be turned on and agree to grind with you. Before you start grinding, you must put some gorilla glue on your crotch because it's going to be one heck of a ride! If you don't use this glue, you might lose your partner in the crowd or another guy will steal your girl. I'd also recommend wearing two pants just in case one rips. Don't forget to wear a cup. You DEFINITELY need to protect your penis. There will be a lot of bumping and friction your wiener will not be able to endure. There's even a possibility of both you and your partner catching on fire. Besides this, grinding is safe, fun, and will guarantee your social life.

Now on to the girls. Just like the boys, grinding is a great way to get guys. First, just get on the dance floor. Then you bend over and stick your butt in the air like you just don't care! Surely a guy will notice your fine butt and will ask to dry hump you like some kind of animal, and you're set to go! As stated from before, put some Gorilla glue on your butt so you don't lose your partner. I would also advise putting plastic wrap around your butt to decrease the friction.

I would definitely recommend grinding in dances. It's easier than learning other dance moves. All you have to do is rub yourself vigorously against your partner. It also guarantees any person, whether they are four hundred pounds fat, contaminated with acne, and are poor, a partner. Hey, there have been many success stories of people getting married to their grinding partner. Most importantly we must continue the birthrate for the future generations, regardless your age.

Thank you so much for setting a great example for others on how to grind. Please, continue the hard work. Newbies, get started!

Sincerely,

A worshiper of grinding

Winter Break

This Winter Break was AWESOME!!!!!! It was also the best Christmas celebration our family has ever had. 

It first started on Tuesday night before school ended. I dreaded the fact that I had to go to school the next day because my mind was definitely not focused on my studies, rather than what was about to come later that day. My sister who flew in from California, Theo, had a surprise set for my parents. She told me on Sunday night that she secretly flew in my other sister, Lilian, and her family from North Carolina and that they are arriving on Tuesday night. 

Finally on Tuesday night, Theo gave me the heads up and I stayed with my parents in their bedroom to keep them distracted. Quiet like cats, Lilian and her children, Kaylee, Sophie, and Etienne, came up the stairs and yelled "SURPRISE!". My parents were in shock. Their mouths gaped open, eyes wide, and finally a smile erupted on their face as they warmly greeted Lilian and her children.

From left to right: Me, Sophie, Kaylee, Etienne.
They are using my chalk pastels from school to create
beautiful pictures while I do my art project.

We had a full house! My other sister, Prairie, decided to stay over for the night to spend more time with the family, and my brother came back from college. Just to recap, we had my parents, three older sisters, my brother, two nieces, one nephew, and myself packed in this medium sized house. We finally had everyone in the family together after a long while. That night was wonderful, but somewhat sucked for me...

I'm a very light sleeper. I wasn't able to go to bed until 4:00 am......yep..... Some of my family members decided to stay up and talk. Also I was kicked out of my room by my Theo and Sophie. Where did I sleep? On the living room floor. It was pleasant, I could hear everything around the house. School on Wednesday was a joy for me. I felt like I was going to loose my head since I was acting loopy all day. (I love being EXTREMELY sleep deprived for my goofy character comes out.)

Next few days were mostly sleep, sleep, SLEEP! But it wasn't all about being lazy. Some of my sisters went shopping for Christmas Presents, we frequently went shopping in preparation for the Christmas Eve and Christmas feast, constant house cleaning, and most importantly the essentials for the ten people currently living in the house. (We have to remember to take care of our selves during this busy season too!)

Christmas Eve was quite memorable. We went to church as usual, then had an intimate Christmas Eve dinner. Right after dinner, we had to open presents before midnight because my mom had to go do hemodialysis since she has kidney failure. It was quite exciting to see what everyone got and their expressions. Everyone smiled and was thankful for what they got. I especially enjoyed watching the kids as they opened their presents like hasty monsters, destroying the wrapping paper just to see what's inside. I got to be Santa this Christmas because of my kick ass red footy pjs. I also found a wig for myself to wear...

Here's my family! My dad is in his red blue soccer jersey, my brother in blue, my mom in yellow,  Theo in the white sweater, Prairie in front with Sophie and Kaylee, I'm in my red footy PJs next to my grandma, Lilian is to the right of me with her husband Pao and son Etienne. Prairie's boyfriend in in the back with the white and gray striped polo (behind my brother). 

SILLY PICTURE!! :P

Christmas Day was quite busy. Children running all over the house, relatives all eating and chatting away, and the cousins all hanging about and catching up on life. 

For the next week, we spent a lot of time by just being together. We played many board games, walked about, watched movies, cooked together, everything. Sadly before New Years Eve, everyone had to leave. The house is once again quite and lonely. I miss everyone already. Especially my silly nieces and nephew. I love to tease and play around with them. 

I spent New Years with my parents as we watched the ball drop. As that ball dropped, I kept thinking about what has happened this past year and the years before. How I'm currently a Senior in High School, how much more mature I've become, how I have improved in academics, and how everyone was like and how they have changed. The New Year has come. I'm going to be in college next fall. Once again all of my family members will be over in the summer for my grandmother's reunion. So many exciting things to happen in the next chapter in my life. 

BWAHAHAHAHAA!! Risk....

Well talk about risk... I'm risking my grade by turning in my blog post past the intended time... This is a very bad example of risk that people should not follow. But in return, by risking my blog post, I was able to clean up the whole house in preparation for CHRISTMAS!!! Whoooo hooo soooo excited!!! I could also risk not going to school for the next three days to further enjoy my break.....Therefore leading to dropping a letter grade in each class...MUAHAHAHAHA naaaaaah I'm not going to do that.

Anyways, today's topic is risk. For me I feel like risk is a good thing.  Risk allows people to do things out of order, to put interest in their life. Risk can be anything as small as getting out of the house to as big as skydiving. The only bad thing that can come from risk depends on how the person looks at the situations.

Take for instance if I were to say a big speech in front of a huge crowd. I'm risking my image, my comfort, everything about me in hopes of pleasing the audience through my speech. Suddenly my legs start to shake, the nerves start setting in, and my speech becomes mixed and child like. People start laughing. I start to feel embarrassed. I take this as a negative experience and run off of the stage crying.

This is one way to react to a risky situation. But there are many other ways to react rather than over analyzing the situation. Realistically, I would feel a slight moment of embarrassment, gather my thoughts, excuse myself for my human moment, then resume my speech. I might even throw in a joke to ease the tension for myself and the audience. Take a deep breath, gather up the courage, and I finish the speech. Afterwards, I would look at the "negative" situation and learn from it. There's no use in submersing oneself in regret. Instead, learn from the situation and move on. This way you would know what to do in order to improve. Or if the same kind of situation were to occur, you would feel immune to the stress of the situation.

So as one can see, risk can be good or bad. Depends on the perspective. Annnnnnnnnnnd good night.
ONLY FEW MORE DAYS TILL WINTER BREAK!! There are going to be soooo many surprises this break. (I plan to keep everyone updated with frequent posts if I'm not too busy.)

Funny Stuff!

Here are some arguments of humor that I would like to share with you guys!

Tyra, Tyra, Tyra.... I love watching America's Next Top Model, and this parody was just perfect for Tyra Banks. Sometimes she's a little too conceded to accept other peoples' way of dealing with their own problems.

I should TOTALLY do this the next time I'm in a pickle. 

BWAHAHAHA! 

Hahaha I wonder if they really do this behind the scenes.

Two in one!! Hahaha this one is for you Max. 

Prepare for....CHRISTMAS!!

OHHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYYY GOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSH!! Only a week and a half until Winter Breaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak!!

Wow this year has been going by so fast, it's insane! I feel so old right now... I remember when I was a kid, I would always complain how things would take FOREVER. Now, I don't even remember half of the things that I do. (Now only a couple more months until I graduate!) Only if time could slow down.

Anyways, I just want to post really quick about some of our Christmas Prep activities that have been going down in the past week. My parents and I were finally able to get our Christmas tree, which was freakin' awesome! This was the first time my dad let me help, literally, put up the Christmas tree. First we had to shake it a bit outside to get all of the loose pines out. Then, we sawed off about two inches from the bottom of the trunk. I helped lift the tree up while my dad adjusted the Christmas tree stand. Lastly, we put in about half a gallon of water and tree preservative into the stand. The next day, I had to fill up the stand again! It's crazy how fast a tree can soak up water. I can't wait till most of my siblings come home so we can start decorating the tree together! We'll put up decorations that our family has had since the early eighties such as the Winnie the Pooh skirt, the musical Christmas lights, and all of the ornaments.

By the way, I got a footed pajama from Target to wear on Christmas Eve! Man I haven't worn one of those for a long time. I'm even considering wearing it next week before school ends for break. I also want to wear an ugly sweater too!

This year, I plan to play a lot of Christmas music on the piano so everyone can "spread Christmas cheer, singing for all to hear". So these past few days I have been practicing up a storm to perfect every song. There's been a lot of frustration and mess ups. But hey, keep practicing and the songs will sound good in the end!

Remember what I said in my past essay? Oh yes, I've started cleaning the house! Obviously I start with my room (becaues it's the dirtiest room in the house, muahahaha), then the living room, kitchen, front room, dining room, basement, bathrooms, stairs, windows, walls, plants, blah blahblahblahblhalbhalballaaaaaaaaa... I'll be doing these a step at a time until the family Christmas party. If I follow this plan, I won't have to procrastinate and feel exhausted on the most festive day of the year.

I just can't wait till my siblings come hooooooooooooooome! My brother lives with us and goes to college, but he always comes home late because of classes and clubs so I barely get to see him. My sister from California is coming next Sunday, I'm so excited!! We plan to have a baking session making things like cakes, sfogliatelle, cream puffs, CHOCOLATE SOUFFLES, cookies, and more! Now with my other sister living in Brooklyn Park, we are planning to make my mom's surprise present. I can't really talk about it much, because my mom might read this post..... HI MOMMY!!!! :D (And yes, I do still say mommy, got a problem with that?)

I just can't wait. A lot of my relatives are coming over, surprises are around the corner, great food is on the way, the holiday season is in motion! Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin', in the lane, snow is glistenin', a beautiful sight....

P.S.
Here's an awesome video from one of my favorite youtube stars. Introducing, Ryan Higa on Christmas!! :D Keep up the good work Ryan!

Hope you all enjoyed it!

Another Day - On Compassion Assignment

Another Day.

 It's the end of Autumn, and the days are getting colder. Now's my only chance to enjoy the crisp, spice scented air until the horrid snow of New York settles in for the next few months. As usual, I lounge around the Manhattan streets, observing people as they walk by. I change into a brisk walk  as my left arm has turned into the color of a strawberry from the cold. Blood pumps back into my left arm as my walking speed increases and as I repetitively clench and open my fist.

For some reason, I abruptly stop on the corner of Madison Avenue.  Only five steps away from me lies my deepest desire.

Her angelic face. Her beautiful smile. The warmth of her laugh. The clean smell of her unscathed skin. Her big glassy eyes ever so brilliant speaks of a bright future. A natural, unexplainable feeling surges through my body as I can't help but stare at this perfect female. She notices my eyes and quickly hides her face in a cute manner. Warmth spreads to my face as the long forgotten muscles on my mouth work to generate a smile.

My state of bliss was soon obliterated when the mother passed a dollar bill over the baby toward my way. I stood there, taken aback by the action of the mother. Confused, I didn't know what to do. I surely didn't need the money, I was just adoring her baby. The situation was getting really uncomfortable, as the streetlight already turned, giving the mother her right to walk. She slowly moves and keeps her shaking hand with the dollar bill  my way, her face the other. Not wanting to further discomfort the mother, I quickly take the dollar bill and walk away.

I quickly walk a mile or two and hide myself in an alley way.  Tears uncontrollably roll down my face as I analyze the horrid situation I unknowingly pushed upon the  mother. I look up and see myself in a broken mirror propped up next to a dumpster; ripped long sleeve shirt, holey pants, grease marks, long dreadlocks, worn out shoes, dirt, bags under the irritated eyes, unshaven face. Giant. Male. Black.

I can't help but to curl myself up into a ball and remember all of the things I've lost in my life. My job. My wife. My baby. She would have started kindergarten today.