My Sophomore Year.

My Sophomore Year

My Sophomore Year was the best year I had I came in from being a freshman or “fresh meat” to the upper classmen to incoming freshmen. I thought to myself “its only going to be another year nothing special just another school year.” I found out I was wrong. Everything was newer than last year. There were was more responsibility people were looking up to us.



I came to find out that I had to be a good roll model for the freshmen that came in. and then they can show the same to the year after. I learned that being the first on campus it give you a high look. “Like look I’m going to be the first to graduate from Atrisco Heritage Academy.” Even if people never heard of it.



This school has thought me that our team don’t have to be the biggest and badest but that our education matter way more. I believe deep deep deep down in my heart our principal Karen G. is and always be a fearless leader of our pack. I’m still in a daze because my sophomore year is over. Awe… sad face :(. This school has open so many doors for me I am now registered as a National scalars program I really don’t think I could of accomplished that with out this school.

Another thing that got me through this year is my F.R.I.E.N.D.S. who I love so… much. My friends kept me going when I just wanted to give up. They lead me to no that giving up is no the answer. The gave me something to wake up and come to school for. I love it because when I needed them they was always there. Now it’s the end of the year and I’m going to miss them.

(May.5.2010)

Mr. Leh rocks I believe that he was the only teacher (beside Mrs. Vegara) who pushed me hard and harder so they can see me archive my goal in life. Mr. Leh came in and he made me want to learn new things. All my life I didn’t know any of the Latin root words. And learn about Julius Cesar… man I got extra excited. I LOVED it. I do hope that I get him again next year.

I hate that the year is over but its time so say good bye and look forward to next year.

Class of “2012” Baby!!!

*M_y*P_a*S_s*I_o*N

I never danced so I never knew,
The effort it takes to make something new.
The effort it takes to follow and lead.
When to attack and when to concede.

The burning desire is deep in my heart.
To dance with the beauty who tears me apart.
To dance to the music that rings in my ears,

I can’t wait to dance and dispel all my fears.

The art is to feel before you can move.

To feel with the soul and get in the groove.

The art of the dance must have passion and heat.
Only then you can think of adjusting your feet.

With the music uniting each fall and each rise,
We’ll drift through the noise and speak only with eyes.
The volumes of words will exist in each glance,
And you’ll be the star that had granted this dance.

Dancing is courage and dancing is fear.
United in one like a beautiful sphere.
Dancing is passion and dancing is hate.
Dancing is living, and dancing is fate.

"Beauty is something to cherish, so don't take advantage of it"

I have learned out of my sixteen years of life that beauty is something to cherish  but I'm not talking bout beauty on the outside but on the inside because the beauty on the inside to me counts way more than the outside I learned that what people look at its what your personality . I learned from past that the people that I hung out with love the way they look on the outside and it caused people to look at them in a ugly way and it was like… REALLY?. And it made them feel so insecure about them self and then hated what they looked like foreal this time. I belive that if we jus say so long insecurity .

I know now that looks aint everything .  

If I WeRe YoU FoR A DaY... A BoY I WoUlD....

 

If I were you for a day I would surely be the best brother in the world. I would never dis my baby sister for some hoe of a girlfriend.  I would take the time out to visit with the family every chance I get.  I would never stay so distant that my kids don’t even know who their grandparents are.  I would sit down and think of shit before I just let it come out.  If I were you for a day I wouldn’t care for the money or the cars, but starting a live that would make other people want to be me.  I would have taken the time out to thank all the people who cared and was there even though I was a ASS HOLE of a person.  And think I would choose to be more out going. Wow something you will never do.

If I were you for a day I would work out and not be lazy.  I would find a reason to call the family to see if everything is going good.  I would make a attempt to eat healthy and stay in shape. People say we look alike but i cant' tell ha.   I would never walk around thinking i got some type of good swag... or whatever you call it.

I think if I was you I would go crazy as hell trying to fit in. I love you to death but this what I would change about you because I don't think you understand how you really are.You are my big bro there for I can say these things. Look at this picture we look so happy why cant this be a everyday thing? That's why I want to be you so I can make it that way