Last Blog...Or is it? Hmmm....

         For me, blogging was something new for me. I knew that whatever I was going to write online was going to be read in public so I was kind of shy about it. I really didn’t want to put my thoughts in the blog because I had this fear that I was going to be judged by what I was thinking or what I wrote down. But as I continued doing these blog assignments, I started to feel a bit comfortable and wasn’t scared about what I wrote down that much like before. I kind of enjoyed it, but blogging for the English assignments wasn’t that much fun; it felt like you had to write in your blog by force, but besides that, it was a really nice experience. Maybe I will keep on blogging in the future. I really enjoyed reading other people’s blogs because they each had different stories to tell and had their own way of expressing themselves through writing and seeing a few pictures of their life as well. I just wanted to say that it was a pleasure having you guys in my class. You guys made it really fun for me (especially Donald) and I hope to have classes with you guys again soon. I know that each one of you will be successful in life and that you will be doing great things in the future. I’ll miss you guys. Oh, and Mrs. Croker, thank you for helping me through in this class. I don’t know if I improved in my writing skills that much, but I just wanted to say that it was a privilege to be in your class and learn many things about fast food. Maybe I’ll get a class with you sooner or later, okay?

Surprise Trip

         My eyes were glued to the cars passing by as my family and I were going to this road trip. Not knowing where we were going (my sisters and I), the trip seemed to take way too long and the day of that trip was hot, so we were getting really impatient. As I kept watching the cars, my eyes suddenly spotted a highway sign that said “Anaheim” in some amount of miles. I thought my eyes were playing tricks and then thought, Nah, that can’t be possible. This trip is probably going to some hotel for my mom in order for her to be in some meeting of Pre-America. Yeah, that must be it. With this in mind, I was able to convince myself and forget what I first thought or what I first suspected. But after a few hours, my parents suddenly went to the left in the Anaheim entrance. My heart was beating fast. When I saw my sisters’ faces, I knew that they were thinking the same thing but we didn’t dare believe it.
Next thing that I saw quickly was Disney Land. My forehead was pressed on the glass window, watching as we passed by the themed park slowly. Why are we here? I thought. I was confused on what was going on in those few minutes as we arrived to some hotel. When we got inside of the hotel rooms and settled down, my parents gathered all three of us to tell us the big news or surprise.
“Tomorrow morning, we will be going to Disney Land,” my dad announced. My eyes started to water and my sisters gasped to this exciting news. In all these years, my family and I have never been to Disney Land, not once. I always dreamt of going to Disney Land when I was little, but because we didn’t have enough money, that dream seemed impossible and I thought I was never going to be in there…ever. With the announcement that my dad made, it was the best surprise we ever had and I was crying my eyes out the whole time (I was 15 years old when that happened).
The next day, we were outside waiting eagerly in line. Once we got inside, our adventure in Disney Land began. We went to several rollercoaster-like rides and went to this place where we got the chance to drive in these little cars individually, which was at first scary for me because it was my first time driving in these small cars, but I had fun. Before we got close to the castle there, a parade was starting so we went on the side and sat down to see it. It had almost all the Disney characters that I loved and for me, it was so magical as I watched them perform. Man, it was really amazing. When the parade was over, we went in more rides. I enjoyed going to the Indiana Jones Ride, The House of Horrors and the Pirates of the Caribbean Ride.
There were other shows that we saw at night that were really amazing as well that I really don’t have the words to describe them but that they were amazing and magical. It was better than I imagined when I was little and I felt like I was a little child again. When we left at midnight, I believe, we were all sad that the day was over and that the next day we were going home. Though it was just one time, it was really an amazing experience. As we went our way home, there was one thing that stayed in my mind the whole time that has made me believe it again which was this: dreams do come true.    

Important People

           Man, three important people in my life, huh? Well, like some people have said in their blogs, it’s hard to pick out people who have been an influence or have touched our lives in different ways. Having said this, I think the people who have played an important role in my life would be my mom, my dad, and my friend, Octavio.

            Most of the people who know my mom would say that I look just like her with our round faces and “Asian”-shaped like eyes as people would say sometimes. The only difference is that she has dark colored skin whereas my skin color is a bit lighter than hers. She’s short, has straight, shoulder-length, black hair where right now there are a few white hairs that are starting to appear here and there but aren’t that noticeable, and she’s a bit chubby. She’s very easy to talk to and she’s likeable to anybody. She has this great smile that will make you crack a smile even when you’re facing through a hard time. She’s really a good cook when it comes to my favorite foods which are practically everything and somehow she’s a good listener whenever I have something that is troubling me. She also likes to dance a lot, which is her favorite hobby when she has time. She has her days when she’s really irritated or really angry to a point where my family tries to be careful on what to say to her, but overall, she’s amazing. She’s important to me because she’s the one who was always there for me when I was in my lowest point and also, she was the one who has helped me become the person who I can be. Though I don’t say much to her about how deeply grateful I am for all her sacrifices and love that she has made and given to me and my sisters, I’m really grateful to God that He has given me an amazing mom who is a great example and shows great courage when facing through challenging times.

            My dad and I are pretty much alike when it comes to personality. He’s not that social, doesn’t like to talk much, and loves music that involves with piano (relaxing music). He’s taller than me only for a few inches and his skin color is much lighter than mine. He has thin, puffy hair if he doesn’t cut it too short, has light-brown colored eyes, has some barely visible wrinkles on his forehead whenever he raises his eyebrows and has a bit of a pointy nose. If he started to have fun, he would laugh and it is the only time where he opens up to other people. He’s fun to be around him. He likes to read and he likes to learn new things. He’s the neat freak in our house and he’s a type of carpenter when he came up with making stuff up with wood. He’s very respectful to my mom and everybody else and rarely gets mad at anybody. The only time he gets mad is if we ever screamed or say something mean or rude to my mom. He’s important to me because he would always give me advice when I didn’t know what to do or when I’m stressing out. He’s a kind of teacher to me that connects stories that he’s read to life so I would be able to understand. Somehow, he is able to connect with me because he knows what I’m going through with the experience that he had when he was young when other people can’t understand me. He’s been there in my highest and the lowest and I’m grateful for having a father like him.

            Octavio, in a sense, is like the other me, only about a 10 year difference and that he’s a guy and is into science. He’s about my size, only an inch taller, has brown eyes, very short prickly hair, and dark skin and he’s like a stick. He’s into martial arts and is into some anime shows as well. He’s serious almost all the time, but when we joke around with him, he’s really funny and is a bit childish for his age. He’s important to me because he has helped me go through things that I wouldn’t do on my own, such as learning how to drive or how to be an independent adult sometimes. He also helps me how to have fun when I was too tense. He’s been there for me and he’s the greatest guy I ever known.