Halfway done

My freshman year of college is pretty much halfway over. When did this happen, it honestly feels like last week I was still a junior in high school. Its ridiculous how fast time goes. Everybody tells you that college, and high school are going to go by so quickly and at the time this statement is shrugged off but now that its actually happening its entirely true. We grow up so fast that and things that at one point seemed impossible happen. I remember thinking that college was something that would never happen, its talked about so much but when your in high school it seems like you'll just be there forever. But then one day the impossible happens you grow up and things that were once impossible are now a reality. This may make it seem like its hard to deal with but honestly when the time comes you don't even think about it it just becomes part of everyday life and you deal with it. I can remember being afraid to leave home for a week, it wasn't even that long ago but now I haven't been home in months and that's totally fine. I guess this is all part of aging and maturing, things that were once incomprehensible are now reality's that we deal with on a daily basis.

Happy christmahanakwanza

     Alright, I get that this is a little bit early but Thanksgiving is right around the corner, I've heard Christmas music in department stores and on the radio, and the mall near my house has already erected a massive Christmas tree. Which leads me to believe that this post is in fact not early at all, in-fact it may be late.
      I'm going to be honest here, I love Christmas, I could lie and tell you all that I like the tree, the family time, or even the food, but honestly by far the best part about Christmas or whatever holiday you celebrate is the presents and anybody who says differently is a liar. Recently I've heard a lot of people ragging on how Christmas is all about spending tons of money, and how it has been taken over by Hallmark and corporate America. But really these things are what make Christmas, Christmas. I love the music, the crowded malls, the holiday specials, even the Christmas ads get me excited. No matter what anybody says if these things disappeared we would all be a little sad. Honestly this is probably not a good thing, but there are some things that aren't worth getting worked up over. Some things should just be embraced and enjoyed regardless. I'm not saying that we should all just be 100 percent complacent about everything, but honestly music, and ads aren't hurting anybody.
      Now due to the above paragraph I feel like people are going to say "what about people who don't have a lot of money, or people who don't celebrate Christmas?" This is a fair point, I get that a lot of people don't have a lot of money, and that not everybody celebrates Christmas. This is where all the other pieces come in, even though everybody likes presents, family, food and just the general happy feeling that comes with the season is something that should be embraced and enjoyed. Even if you don't celebrate Christmas, or have a lot of money the trees are still pretty, the food is still good, and loved ones are still amazing. So maybe I was wrong.... maybe there is more to Christmas than just presents. Maybe family, and giving are the most important things, maybe we should enjoy presents and music and ads, but understand that they are not the most important part, because regardless of monetary situation, or religion I whole-heartedly believe that every single person in this world is loved by someone.
      

ramblings.

Mrs. Cardona if you ever see this, I would like to let you know that at 1:38 am I returned to the AP Comp blog. I don't know why I did this (especially since when I was actually in the class I only went like 3 times total....), I don't what I wanted, but I will say that it did make me a little bit sad? or maybe even nostalgic.... Could it be that I miss this class, and maybe even high school, just a little bit?..... We literally spend the first 18 years of our lives preparing for college, elementary school takes forever, middle school takes awhile, but high school cruises by. Right as people start to figure things out, and everything begins to click, its over, and we're thrust head over heels into a totally knew situation. Many of us have left home for the first time, we are on our own for the first time (sorta), have to clean and do laundry without mom and are generally pretty disoriented. And honestly for all the awesomeness that college entails, it's hard. It's hard leaving this old life.This life that most of us have worked so hard to create, literally becomes almost nothing. Yes, a few measly scraps are left over, some friends, and the grades we got are reflected in our post secondary education, but other than that what else? If we're lucky maybe the memories of a few wonderful teachers, or some rare profound moment registered in a barely awake brain. Sitting here in a college dorm room, seven hours from my home, my family, everything has changed. For some this is an opportunity to start over, a pseudo rebirth, but for others its a sucker punch, an undeserved cheap shot that takes away everything. College is an opportunity that we all get once in a lifetime, its literally a chance to do anything, you can completely change yourself or make it exactly like high school, we can literally become anything that we want and this opportunity is something great. We have literally been given an opportunity to do anything that we want. So why not be happy, hang out with your old friends, or meet new ones, move away or stay close, change yourself or stay the same, anything is possible, but the most important thing is happiness, so do what makes you happy. 

In response to future me.

So it hasn't quite been ten years, but its been about one year. Things have really changed but mostly for the better. onward and upward I guess. I'm in college now things are going well so apparently everything we did in AP Comp paid off in the end.
      This format is weird because its like a public journal, in the sense that it never goes away and that anybody can read it but its private because since I'm not writing this for class anymore it can be anonymous.So what should I do now, sappy love stuff, comedy writing, pictures, does anybody really even care what an 18 year old has to say? Hopefully. Maybe I can make this blog into something....something important. I'm here to make a difference. This blog isn't necessarily going to be world changing but, I will be. So watch out world I'm coming.

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a- Advanced Placement
b- bad writing (mine)
c- cold, why is the classroom so cold?
d- Dwight
e- Exclamation points!!!!!!!!!!!! (this is a joke)
f- fifty essays
g-Grammar
h- humorous arguments
i- illuminating passages
j- jammin' out to our awesome playlist
k-
l- sleep, which is what some of the essays do to me.
m- Mrs. Cardona
n- noisy
o- Orwell
p- Poor word choice
q- Quit, Never quit writing
r- Reading essays
s- Sarcasm
t- Taxing.
u- underneath everything, there is an argument
v- Vocal
w- winging it
x- xylophone
y- Yes! only four more days, (Just kidding)
z-  zoo

future me

Hey future me, whats up, So I am a senior right now, and because this is being posted to my blog this letter will be here forever and ever which means i will be able to read this at any time in the future. So... what would I like to say to myself I guess I would like to say don't give up, as long as you or I or something keep trying we will always succeed, never stop trying to be the best and things will always go well. ummmmm I have no idea what else to say so good bye future self and good luck, I'm trying to make things work out well for you, and hopefully I will be able to read this 10 years from now and know that I have done my best and made things work.

Do I like this?

Well since it is a new year I guess I'll begin by admitting two things. Number one.... I think I think I actually enjoy blogging. This statement goes against everything I have ever been lead to believe, and I don't even care about who's reading my blog, mostly it just feels good to see a massive list of posts compiled into one spot. They even look nice, and sort of published. I am even beginning to want people to read my blog, maybe I'll even become famous! So I guess I would like to thank you Mrs. Cardona, without you introducing me to the world of blogging I would never have found that out that I actually enjoy it.
My second piece of news is that I like Coldplay. There I actually said and now anybody in the world can read it. For some reason after disliking COldplay for so long my brain finally decided to give them a try. and it turns out that I really like them.

sloowwww

Dear Slow customers,
     I  would just like to let everybody know that I work at a gas station, i get paid 8.50$ an hour and I leave at ten o'clock. So just to let all of the old ladies counting change, the balding man who seems to have lost his credit card, the middle aged woman looking for a coupon, and all of the other slow customers, I get paid by the hour. When you take ten minutes to check out at a gas station, do not apologize to me, I am stuck here no matter how long you take, but please turn around, look into the hateful eyes of your fellow shoppers, their angry glares, and the dreaded stink-eye, and think to yourself is that ten cents really worth it? Or maybe you could like let someone else go in front of you while you dig for your money, or run off to go get that thing you forgot, as crazy as that seems, when you as a customer are slow the only person you are hurting is yourself, I couldn't care less if you take 30 seconds or 30 minutes to check out, as long as I'm gone by ten I am a happy camper, but maybe just maybe, glance behind you, into those eyes, look into the grim faces of your fellow shoppers who would enjoy nothing more than giving you a swift kick in the ass, and maybe use a credit card, get rid of your outdated checkbook. Or have your money out and ready, and please don't sit there and look at me like I'm the one causing this. All I am is a lowly cashier, trying to earn money for college all I want is to go home and sleep. So while you count your change, needlessly fill out your check, or dig for that coupon that will save you a nickel, always remember there is always somebody behind you in line.