Ever since we were in middle we have attended football games. At the time we never had the school spirit because we knew that we weren't in high school yet, so we just goofed around and gossiped a lot. I did always wonder what it would feel like being in the section where they have always cheered for the games. Everyone was always dressed up in green and gold, with paint on their faces and screaming with enthusiasm for the players. I knew that would be us one day, yelling and cheering for our proud school of Kennedy. As a freshman we still never reached a point to where we were fully school spirited for football games. There was always a rule that freshman call back row, but our class was at the point of gossiping throughout the game. That is not until we got into our sophomore year, than we came out with spirit to cheer for our players. I think that the feeling of not being the youngest grade in high school got us our bravery to join in.
Every game we came prepared to yell our lungs out, jump up and down with our cheerleaders and to make the other team less useful. It was our Friday or Saturday of the week to do that in the season. Now that we are seniors we wanted to attend every game and to support our senior players.
On October 29th, we had our final last game together as seniors with our school. It was our playoff game vs. Xavier that night, but we never came out as winners. There was 5 second left in the game where we could have taken home the win of 42nd street for the first time this year. Unfortunately, only making it 2 feet away from the touchdown, the buzzer went off. That went our last football season of the 4 years in high school, all just went down in the drain. Everyone was emotional, my friends, classmates, players and parents. I admit that I wasn't emotional, inside I was upset and sad.
Next year we hope that our new seniors will dominate over all the teams in our league, and to show them the real team that should have won before.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Backstreet Boys

Just in the middle of elementary I had fallen in love, with the Backstreet Boys. I don't remember how I began to like their music, it might have been from the radio. It was after their first song that came out that I really started to listen to them. The members of the band were Nick Carter, Howie Dorourgh, Brian Littrell, A.J. McLean and Kevin Richardson. I admit that I had to look up everyone name since it has been awhile that I've heard their names around. Not only did I have a crush on the band, but I did crush on the singer Brian Littrel. Everyone was going for Nick Carter or A.J. McLean. I was into his style, and his looks at the time. I think that he still looks the same today. There was one time I went to my neighbors house where she was at the time into Backstreet Boys. She had posters of them around her room, and she was in love with A.J. McLean singer. Around his room she did have pictures of him hanging on her wall, also with a few pictures of Brian Littrel.
The one song that I listened to nonstop was Quit Playing Games with my Heart and Mr. DJ. I would play those songs and many more on my stereo in my room. There was times that I would just fall asleep or lay there listening to the music. Sometimes I would dance to the music, only if I was really into the mood.
It has been over ten years that I have actually listened to any of their music that I liked in elementary. When they said that they were coming back, beginning with a tour to start off, I was happy. I would have never thought that an old band like that would come back to play live again. If only I was little again I would fall back into their fan club. Sadly now that I am older, it was time to move onto something different and new.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Yes I work at a Nursing Home
It was only the summer of 2007, the year when I would become a junior in high school. I still didn't have a job to make my own money. So my parents suggested that I should take on becoming a CNA. My step mom is a nurse and grew up starting off her very first job as a CNA as well. They persuade me to give it a try because I would be making more money than others that are my age, and if I was going to college for nursing it'd give me head up got what I am going into too.
I first had to take courses to learn all the steps in the job, than after passing the courses you need to take a states test. You have to one that is writing and one that you have to show in case of a situation. I passed it all after retaking the test a few times.
At first I applied at many places that were hiring, that's when Northbrook Manor called me to say I had gotten the job. I have been there for over a year now. I don't regret getting this job, except there are the times that I hate working the mandatory of every other weekend. Their pretty easy when it comes down to arranging my schedule. Plus my bosses and co-workers are really nice.
Every time I work is stressful. People may think that it is a gross job, but you get use to it after awhile. Not only is it gross, it's hard dealing with people that are sick, confused or on the verge of dying. Especially the residents that are crabby and mean make you want to rip your hair out sometimes. Than there are the residents that are kind and generous, and that is what makes me come back to work. I am not going to lie, working the less hours I do with schooling is great because I still make the right amount of money that I wanted.
I don't regret any decisions that I did to get into this job, it was all worth it.
I first had to take courses to learn all the steps in the job, than after passing the courses you need to take a states test. You have to one that is writing and one that you have to show in case of a situation. I passed it all after retaking the test a few times.
At first I applied at many places that were hiring, that's when Northbrook Manor called me to say I had gotten the job. I have been there for over a year now. I don't regret getting this job, except there are the times that I hate working the mandatory of every other weekend. Their pretty easy when it comes down to arranging my schedule. Plus my bosses and co-workers are really nice.
Every time I work is stressful. People may think that it is a gross job, but you get use to it after awhile. Not only is it gross, it's hard dealing with people that are sick, confused or on the verge of dying. Especially the residents that are crabby and mean make you want to rip your hair out sometimes. Than there are the residents that are kind and generous, and that is what makes me come back to work. I am not going to lie, working the less hours I do with schooling is great because I still make the right amount of money that I wanted.
I don't regret any decisions that I did to get into this job, it was all worth it.
Parents
Lately my parents have never been more snoopier than ever. They ask about everything that is going on, or if I have been hiding things from them. Sometimes if it is a major thing, such as I did something I wasn't supposed, or if I was personal problems I normally don't tell them. I know that their going to give me this big lecture that they always when I am trouble. They say that I shouldn't have done that and that if I got caught from someone else that I could have gotten in more trouble. What's the point to tell me how they feel when I know what their going to say. Most of the time I do realize of what I did was wrong and that next time I will learn from it. But most parents don't let you get away that easy.
My parents do as any other does, that is to ground me. As of now I am grounded of my social life. I can not go out with friends or do anything that is part of having fun. Trust me, the past few weeks have been miserable for me because I miss the outside life of being grounded. It sucks since it is my senior, so my parents don't see what I am missing out on with our last memories of high school. For what I got grounded for is very rare of what I did, plus I know that what I did was definitely wrong for me to do. I have learned that taking a risk is never good even though it sounds like it would be a great time.
For now on, following my parents rules will keep me out of trouble. Hopefully leaving me out of trouble for the rest of my senior year. That is the last thing that I don't want to regret when college comes around.
My parents do as any other does, that is to ground me. As of now I am grounded of my social life. I can not go out with friends or do anything that is part of having fun. Trust me, the past few weeks have been miserable for me because I miss the outside life of being grounded. It sucks since it is my senior, so my parents don't see what I am missing out on with our last memories of high school. For what I got grounded for is very rare of what I did, plus I know that what I did was definitely wrong for me to do. I have learned that taking a risk is never good even though it sounds like it would be a great time.
For now on, following my parents rules will keep me out of trouble. Hopefully leaving me out of trouble for the rest of my senior year. That is the last thing that I don't want to regret when college comes around.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Me, Myself and I
Have you ever woken up before wondering what the day will be like? Or wonder what person you will be that day? Starting off at each new day can always be a mystery.
We could either be someone that we're not to impress others and to fit in with a group. We never think about that, especially when it comes down with school. There are many cliques in our school that we should not even be a part of. It is hard to be someone that we aren't, but being liked or being popular must matter most. I choose my friends by their personality and by how much fun we have together, not by their looks or popularity. Why would you want to be friends in a small group of people when you can be a part of everyones? It's not just being open, it is just to be friendly and meet others around you. We are all going to grow up, and end up living somewhere else then we are now. We are going to have to learn to make new friends, and meet new people. It is fun experiencing views of others hobbies, and their ways to have fun. I know that my friends and I always have different ways to enjoy ourselves. We either have sleepovers, play games, watch movies, go out to do things and just to have a good time.
Without my friends today I don't know what kind of person that I would be. I know that I would be the opposite of who I am, and I love them for always being there when we need one another.
We could either be someone that we're not to impress others and to fit in with a group. We never think about that, especially when it comes down with school. There are many cliques in our school that we should not even be a part of. It is hard to be someone that we aren't, but being liked or being popular must matter most. I choose my friends by their personality and by how much fun we have together, not by their looks or popularity. Why would you want to be friends in a small group of people when you can be a part of everyones? It's not just being open, it is just to be friendly and meet others around you. We are all going to grow up, and end up living somewhere else then we are now. We are going to have to learn to make new friends, and meet new people. It is fun experiencing views of others hobbies, and their ways to have fun. I know that my friends and I always have different ways to enjoy ourselves. We either have sleepovers, play games, watch movies, go out to do things and just to have a good time.
Without my friends today I don't know what kind of person that I would be. I know that I would be the opposite of who I am, and I love them for always being there when we need one another.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Starting Off
This is my first post of my blog. You may be asking why this is so bland for the first one, but truthfully there is nothing in mind today. It is 7:40 am in the morning, just beginning the day. There has been no interesting events that I have occured yet. I am currently waiting for the end of the day where I know that something has affected to discuss about.
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