Bob Marley
Monday, February 27, 2012
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Comments
Comment #1
I don't agree with you fully, but i do agree with you in a few things. You should do this more often if what you said is true. So good luck and keep blogging.
Comment #2
I want to congratulate you. Even though the test is an easy one, i knew you could do it. So have fun driving.
Comment#3
You have all the reasons, you are totally right. We should never use drugs because they are harmful to us. We should always abstain ourselves and no matter the situation just say no.
Comments
Comment #1
I don't agree with you fully, but i do agree with you in a few things. You should do this more often if what you said is true. So good luck and keep blogging.
Comment #2
I want to congratulate you. Even though the test is an easy one, i knew you could do it. So have fun driving.
Comment#3
You have all the reasons, you are totally right. We should never use drugs because they are harmful to us. We should always abstain ourselves and no matter the situation just say no.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Hanging out: last blog

Most of the times when I just can’t find anything to do I just go out and meet up with some neighbors. It’s just a fun way to relax and not think about school or my parents or anything stressful. Every time we chill we just find anything to do, even some pretty retarded things.
Most of the time I get home I finish up my homework and then I just go out and find some of my friends and just relax. We don’t really talk much about school or our parents or anything. Usually we do when were really stressed out and we just have to let it out. But most of the times were just hanging out at any of the three parks or at our houses. Hanging out of the house is usually what I do, to be honest I don’t enjoy being in the house and especially in that one. I have no signal on my phone anywhere and also most of my friends live somewhere else. I don’t like being in the house only for the reason that my mom is there, I don’t like being around her, nothing. On the weekends I usually try to hang out somewhere with a bunch of friends, I try to sleepover at someone’s house or someone at mine but my mom doesn’t want to for her own ridiculous reasons.
So most of the times, usually on weekdays, I’m out of the house. Some weekends my mom doesn’t even let me go out, so I try to chill with some friends from the neighborhood but sometimes there just isn’t anyone around.
I did this whole blog because I thought it would be a great way to express myself. It was a good way of letting some of my stressful events and other things from my life. This blog could actually help someone if they come to the same problems that I had. This way they could know and have an idea of how to deal with the situation.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Laughing at my brothers

Messing with my brothers is really fun. Just today I started messing with one of my brothers because he gets angry in the funniest way ever. I don’t think I know anyone that doesn’t laugh at my brother when he’s angry.
My brother is the kind of person that yells as if he was being killed if you only touch him. Sometimes, he even threatens me and tells me that if I keep messing with him he’ll scream rape. Just today I started poking my brother really fast all around his body and he just went crazy and started screaming, not caring about the people around. Then I knocked him on the ground, carefully, and my neighbor’s dog started jumping on him and licking him. I stopped teasing my brother when the dog jumped and its paws hit my brother right in his face. I have to admit I was almost dying from the laughter, but enough is enough. Both my brothers can be very funny since they exaggerate most things. If I hit them it’s a problem, if I annoy them somehow it’s another problem, everything is but it gets fun sometimes. My brother also apparently has some kind of hearing aid, my dad told him we were going to Blockbuster and he said: “What we’re going to the airport?!” My dad laughed at him since there’s nothing else to do.
There are endless moments when my brother gets angry and speaks incoherently or just yells his soul out. These are actually fun moments in my life although they may not be for him but I still love him that way. That retarded, exaggerated way of him.
Monday, February 13, 2012
Just a normal day

Well today was just a normal day. Practically I’ve just slept and eaten. I woke up feeling kind of bad, my whole body hurt and I couldn’t stretch my stomach or it hurt. So I stayed at home resting and doing nothing. I got that feeling again and I don’t know why.
When I woke up I didn’t want to do anything, but not just because I wasn’t feeling good, I just didn’t want to do anything. I don’t exactly know why I felt like this but now it’s gone. Afterwards I just started doing some homework, lazy but I still did it. When I was done with all I supposed I had I went to go pick up my brothers with my dad. Got to school and talked to some friends there and found out about some things too. When I got back from picking up my brothers I dressed up and made my bag to go to the park. I met with some other friends there and we just chilled, used the laptop, listened to music, then we played a little soccer. I actually had a quite entertaining day since going to the park. I’m just a little concerned about that lazy feeling that doesn’t want me to do anything at all. Another thing I noticed from the whole day was that there were no fights, nothing really unusual.
Today was one quiet and calm day, a day I haven’t had in quite a long. It was all good and soothing, only for that strange feeling. Really, I don’t really mind about it.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
My stupidness & bad luck

I’m getting pretty unlucky lately. Several things have occurred to me that I can say, shows no luck. I hate to just think I have these stupid accidents. Just today my thumb got bent and still it hurts if I move it. Throughout the day I’ve been hurting myself more and more, I feel stupid.
My thumb has been hurting almost all day, it all happened because of my brother. He was messing with me and then, not on purpose of course, he swings his arm and it hits my thumb. My thumb bent a way I don’t think it’s supposed to bend; the pain at the moment was very painful. After that happened, a while after I forgot about the pain, I threw a tennis ball. This definitely made it a lot worst and now all memory from the pain was brought back. I got to admit, it made me feel completely stupid. Then the unexpected happened, I hit my thumb again but in the most impossible way. I threw a tennis ball and didn’t expect it to fall on a fork; the fork flew right into my thumb and made me feel pain again. I really couldn’t believe that happened and I started arguing with myself about how stupid that whole situation was.
I tend to do some stupid things sometimes but some other times I just do things beyond stupid. Those kinds of moments are the ones where usually my buddies are laughing at me. But you know what, I can’t help it if I’m like that.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Having a great father is great
My father is the best. I really do have a weird relationship with my dad but we do get along. We have our fights but we make up. Usually he’s always there for me and I’m there for him. Lately we have just been normal, nothing unusual. We’re both actually good friends and I don’t want to ruin our relation.
My dad has been there in the good moments and in the bad moments, he always has my back no matter what. I intend all the time to do the same for him since it’s only fair. He does favors for me all the time and I do some back. When I was living with him here in Puerto Rico I had a great time with him living in a small apartment right next to the beach. We would usually run every day in the beach and then sometimes just go with some friends to the beach. I would usually get home finish my homework and hang out with some friends since everybody lived close by. On the weekends we would hang out at the beach and the area, have some fun, and have some laughs with everybody, some days we would go to the beach right after school. All this was thanks to my dad of course since he gave me permission.
I thank God for the father he has given me; he treats me well most of the time. It’s been great to have him and I wouldn’t trade him for nobody. He’s a great father and I love him.
Friday, February 10, 2012
My two great friends

Chilling with my buddies from school is fun, and works as a stress reliever. Both of them help me out through a lot and vice versa. Every time we’re going to hang out we go to one of our own houses or maybe go to the movies or something. It’s great to get to hang with them because I enjoy each and every time we’re together.
Our little group has practically done everything, we do stupid things, we study together, play sports, chill out for whole days, etc. If it wasn’t for them both I would probably not have some of the rest of the best laughs in my life. We might joke around with each other a lot but we have our ways to take it seriously and trust us. I am one the founders of JJ MAWMEC and both these friends are in it, this is our respect, trust, everything. I trust them and I don’t plan on not keeping contact with them in a future, I want to be able to hang out with them during our time in university. We have talked about it in a few occasions and we want to be able to study in the same university in order to stay in contact.
These guys have been great to me and I cherish each and every moment with them. I am thankful that I ever met them and I wouldn’t trade them for anyone or anything. I’d give up a few things for them, they deserve it. These are Jowna and Christian.
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Still going on with my mom

Lately my mom has been trying to do an effort at trying to make me talk to her. Last night she even prayed for me. I heard her saying a few things but to be honest it didn’t actually care about anything she said.
My mom was praying last night about how she misses my kisses and hugs and whatever. But to be honest I pretty much didn’t really mind to even talk to her. I just laid there in my bed doing nothing but paying attention to my phone. My mom hasn’t really done anything to help me out so I’m not going to do anything either, not until she does at least. So I’m just going to practically play the waiting game with her. As soon as my mom picked me up at my school they dropped me and my brother off at the train station. That’s how we usually get home on Tuesdays and Thursdays. As soon as I got home I just started studying a little bit and to be honest I was actually feeling better since my mom wasn’t home. I actually enjoy myself without my mom’s company, so every time she is not around I practically celebrate in my own little mind. Still, to this very day, I really don’t care about my mom and whatever she tries to do in order for me to talk to her is a waste of her time.
I’ve been acting like this with my mom for more than a week now and I am not really going to do anything about it, not until she does. If she does try to make it up to me ill give her the chance but I won’t make it an easy one.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
I'm not right
Today was a pretty stable and boring day. I got home early right after I got out of school. As soon as I got home I fell asleep in the car for about an hour or two. And just the whole day has been boring ever since. And there has just been one little problem.
Throughout this whole day I’ve practically done nothing. Right after I woke up from sleeping in the car I just took a bath. I have to admit I feel pretty irresponsible since I haven’t done any homework and I don’t feel like doing any either. I just have this feeling where I pretty much don’t want to do anything at all, just lie in my bed. I don’t really know why I feel like this and I don’t really like it. I just don’t want to talk to anyone, I don’t want to stand up, I don’t want to move, but I don’t want to sleep either, I just want to lie here in my bed. My brother tried to convince me to go to the park and after being a long time arguing I finally stood up and went to the park. After being a while in the park, playing a little soccer and all, I wanted to go back to the house to do nothing again.
I can’t really explain this feeling because it’s a recent and I haven’t had it before, well not that I remember of. I don’t really want to feel like this anymore but it doesn’t bug me either so I don’t really care.
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
This is my routine

Every time I get home I have my very own routine. This is just a way to help me be more organized and keep a healthy balance in my life. If I break this routine I might endanger myself. It’s just a way of not only keeping track of my needs but my responsibilities.
Once I get home first of all I eat something since I’m hungry, but sometimes I don’t eat until later in the night. I usually just eat something small like a snack. After I get something to eat I would either take a bath or change. I’d take my schoolbag and go to the park and usually I study there all the time. Sometimes I would gather with some friends from the neighborhood and just chill while I study there and just socialize with them. Every time I’d go to the park I would take a ball and my brother would always come with me. After we’re all done studying we would play some soccer or basketball or any other invented games of ours. After we’re all exhausted and done with our homework we could go home and usually take a bath before eating. Then after that I would usually just sit in the living room and watch the television for a while until I get sleepy. Then finally I would just go upstairs brush my teeth and whatever, put on my pajamas and go to sleep.
Practically this is my daily routine, maybe other times we would go out of the house just for usual stuff.
Sunday, February 5, 2012
My brothers are funny
Stupid defines both my brothers, in a good way I guess. Everyday there has to be a stupid commentary he must have. Sometimes we laugh at these things, other times my parents scream at him for how stupid it was.
Without my brothers’ stupidities the house wouldn’t be fun. There is just an endless list of everything they have said and done. Not too long ago my dad called my brother and told him to put a check in the mailbox, my brother’s response was: “Which mailbox?” Another one of my brother’s great lines was asking me if “La Perla” in Old San Juan had that name only for the San Sebastian festival weekend or if it was named like that forever. My brothers have had all sorts of accidents, tripped, fallen, slipped, and anything you could possibly think about. Most of the time we go to the park and try out something new like a new trick on the board or a new soccer trick they would fail in the funniest way. This is just my brothers’ natural way of being, they can’t help it. I don’t need to punch my brothers or anything similar because they hurts himself and it’s hilarious, they have never actually gotten to an extreme where they have broken something or anything like it. But I can say this; my little brother is weird in his own ways.
Living with my brothers can be very stressful sometimes, but other times it’s just fun and entertaining. If I would record all of my brothers’ stupid stunts and comments we could probably end up winning some reality show.
Friday, February 3, 2012
I have no mom

My mom is a real pain in the ass. She is not capable of understanding me or even having to desire to do so. Lately our relationship has just gotten worst and worst day by day. I lost all respect to her and I honestly don’t care much for her.
In the past few days I haven’t been talking to my mom at all, finally today I got to open my mouth to talk to her but to make a big fight. Mom has been ruining my life ever since Florida. No one really understands me either; everyone thinks I’m being too harsh on my mom, but the truth is she is the one not treating me how I deserve to be treated. She treats me like a 12 year old; she gives me no freedoms despise my age. At this point I can say I hate my mom and I’m not really doing anything about it. I’m really looking forward to just moving out of the house with a friend and just not think about my mom anymore. I mean I really think I deserve a lot better. I mean I’ve tried to do what she wants and being nice to her but she ends up screwing it up somehow. My mom is turning to the point where she’s crazy and actually if she keeps going at this, fucking up my life, I’ll just find a way to do the same.
Living with my mom for the past months has been a living hell, but I just can’t seem to really do anything. I know that once I have any solution that will help me I’ll take it without even thinking about it. I am 100% sure that if I didn’t live with my mom, my grades would be higher. I would surely be a lot less stressed out and there would be a lot less fights. I don't consider my mom to be my mom anymore.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
My buddy Webster
Webster and I are laughing all the time. We don’t get to see each other very often now but we used to hang out all the time before. We still have our great laughs now, every time we go out we find out something really fun to do. When we hang out we usually do for throughout the whole day, we just chill.
I know Webster since the eighth grade and right after I got back from Florida we started hanging out a lot since we lived next to each other right by the beach. We usually hanged out by the area or at either of our houses. We would buy ourselves some candy all the time, it was like tradition. Then we would usually go back to the houses and talk, listen to music, laugh at our stupid things and so on. I remember the night running out of the apartment and going to get my backpack that I left back at our spot. We ran all the way there and back. When we got back to the apartment we were laughing for no apparent reason. Webster has helped me out through everything, the move and all the situations going on at the moment and passed ones. Every time we were together we would almost die laughing. He has been a great help to my life and I’m grateful.
If it wasn’t for him I wouldn’t have some of the best laughs in my life. So that’s why I get so anxious and motivated to see him every time.