Character Sketches...

1."Heeeeyy Budddy, how's it going?"
2."oh hey, it's alright. OH YO! I GOT MY N MAN!"
1."OH WHAT! CRAAZZZY. Yo let me see your license."
2."oh yeah here."
1."HAHAHA. Dude, you look like a terrorist here."
2."Shut up man. No smiling in license pictures. OH YEAH. YOU WOULDN'T KNOW CAUSE YOU DON'T HAVE YOUR LICENSE. AHAHAHHA."
1."oh whatever man. I don't need it right now."
2."yeah well you'll wish you got it."
1."whatever man, let's go to class."

1. James Michael, 17, with 1 older brother, and an older sister. He was born in Vancouver, BC on April 17, 1992. He's 6'0 and has a good build. His features include brown eyes and black short hair. He's really athletic and incredibly smart. He spends most of his time bussing and walking to where he needs to go because he doesn't have his License yet. He's part of the highschool basket ball team and is a 4.0 student. He has a girlfriend and he's been with her for a while. However, before, they were always on and off, only now are they taking it seriously. James doesn't know what to do in the future, but he's keeping his options open by taking all the science, math, and english courses. If anything, James has a bright future.

2. Joe Bradshaw, 17, and an only child. He was born in Richmond, BC on September 28, 1992. He's 5'10 with barely a build. His blue eyes contrast his stylish, black comb over hair. Joe has a 3.0 average in school, but grades aren't his thing. He's getting a 100% in his Art Class right now and it's well deserved. He wants to grow up to be a well known artist. He spends hours and hours with a pencil and paper. However, he also spends some time at night doing some graffiti. He's never been caught, and he hopes to keep it that way. Now that he has his N, he rely's on the 1992 Honda Civic Hatchback his Dad bought him for his birthday. He's not an immature driver, he likes to follow the rules. Joe works at Best Buy and he's been working there for a while now. He likes it there, but wishes he didn't have to work so much. Joe is single, but for good reasons. He doesn't want to have a girlfriend until he's ready to support her. Joe hopes to find that one special girl that he'll stick with for the rest of his life.

TEXTING:
James: Yo dude. are you busy today? mind giving me a ride man?
Joe: ummmm. what time?
James: in an hour or so
Joe: where?
James: just to the mall. too lzy to bus there. takes so long.
Joe: i guess so. let me just finish something.
James: aight. well just give me a call or whatever when youre coming.
Joe: yeah

Things Under My Bed...

Literally, under my bed there are 2 cubbies. One for my brother, and one for me. His is filled with toys and other stuff that I don't even know how it got there. In mine, there's a box of complete lego units, CD's, shoe boxes, and other junk.
On a deeper level, I guess you could say that there's a lot under my bed. I guess you can say that's where I put all my emotion when I have to put it aside for other people. I don't mind putting it there. It's pretty funny because sometimes, if i put something in there, I find it like months later and laugh at what happened. Other times, I keep wanting to pull something out, but I can't. I just have to leave it there and wait for the right time to pull it out.
I guess that's what's under my bed. All my emotions. The ones that I have to put away so that I can tend to others first. Before, it used to be really full. now, it's not so much. But before, those emotions were more quantity than quality. Now it's different. Though not a lot may be under my bed, the stuff that is in there is something that means a lot to me. I guess you can say my deeper emotions.

The Wettest Place In My Room Is...

probably where all my sorrows lay. You know how some people say "I'm drowned in problems." I would say that if I'm having problems, the wettest place in my room would be where I am. But that's only when I'm having problems. Other than that, my rooms pretty dry. My rooms cold too. I don't have the heat on...............................................................................................................................

Oh no no...

...you dont. I dont know what to write. I think we've had a freewrite like this before. First thing that comes to mind is someone saying "OH NO YOU DI'NT!" I want to write about something else. SOmething to do with life or the world. I'm hungry. That's whhy I'm eating my sandwhich right now. really good. Hi Ms. I. I know you're reading this. Isn't this a great post? You should read my others though. I'm more proud of those ones. So yeah. Canucks are playing tonight. Oh yes yes yes they're going to win. They lead the league in shots. Some of those shots are bound to go in.

It's Only A Matter Of Time...

...before we realize that our life is passing us by. One day, we're going to be sitting in our living room and realize that we've wasted a lot of time. But we can prevent that. Just remember every day in our lives matter. Whether we accomplish something or not on a day, it's still part of our history and it matters. We cant take anything for granted in our lives. For the second that we do, the second we regret it. Live our lives the way we want to, however, still keeping our humanity. We were put on this earth for a reason. And that reason isn't supposed to be boring or uneventful. We're supposed to enjoy the time that we have on this earth. We only get one chance at life and it's supposed to be eventful.

My First Step...

My first step to becoming a man was..... I dunno. This is a weird and hard topic. I have a brain jam right now and i don't really know what to write. I can talk about first bicycle steps though. I have 3 younger siblings and the two oldest know how to ride a bike because of me. One push and they were off. Well Nathan was. Nikki on the other took a little longer. Nevertheless, both were still able to learn how to ride a bike because of me. Nikka will be a challenge because she's not as physically inclined like the other two are. The way I learned how to ride a bike was pretty much the same. I was riding my tricycle one day and my Grandpa saw me. He asked me why I was still riding a tricycle. I told him that I don't know how to ride a bike yet. So what he did was took my tricycle, got my bicycle, and pushed me. With no hesitation, I was riding a bike. I guess you could say it's just a coincidence that that's how the three of us learned how to ride a bike, or you could say tradition. Really, I don't remember my first steps as a child. I barely remember anything at that age. But I do remember my first step in reality. I think it was in grade 7. I realized that things would be different from then on. I really started to find myself in grade 7. I became more athletic. My baby fat started to leave me. And I was really broadening my horizon with everything that I did. However, it was still only first steps. I was still trying to find myself and going into grade 8 kinda changed me. I was no longer the best athlete in my school. Instead of having 5 other boys in my class, there were 30 others. Things had really change and I really had to find my footing. When I did find it, in grade 11 or so, things have been better. I know who I am now. I doubt myself less than I did. I'm more confident in what I do. I speak my mind. All these things were new to me but I didn't care. I liked the person that I was becoming. And apparently other people did too. Things had changed and I have changed. More and more i'm starting to realize why things happened in the past. Before I used to question it. But not really anymore. I still have questions, that's for sure. But i'm enjoying life now. I can't be scared of life. We only get one and we have to make the most out of it. It's better to say "I did," instead of "I wish."

What Turkey?...

I didn't have turkey. Actually that's a lie, I had turkey last night and I even have some for lunch today. Pretty good. Most people would say that a turkey is very dry. Most of the time it is, but hello, that's what gravy's for.
I love thanksgiving dinner. I always look forward to the mashed potatoes and scallop mushrooms. (it's not scallops on top of a mushroom. it's actually mushrooms stuffed with Parmesan cheese. really really good.)Anyways, then there's also the ham and rice. Always have to have rice in a Filipino meal. I don't think I ate too much this turkey season. Maybe I did and I just don't know it. I had a bowl of ice cream though. And 4 bowls of a Filipino dessert called Mais Con Yello. It's really really good. Other than that, it was pretty much the same Turkey day as always. Gather at my relatives house and eat. Take care of the littles one and hog the computer. That's pretty much it. This is a really short post. I don't like it. It's about food, I should be able to make this a really long blog. After all, I am trying to become a chef. I think when it comes to turkey, i like the skin to crispy. But not too crispy. And the turkey always has to have gravy. There's a certain mashed potatoe that I like, but any mashed potatoe is good for me. The ham has to be sweet and tender. And the rice is rice. Actually, I didnt have rice this time. Interesting. The scallop mushrooms were amazing though. I should try and make it to see if people would like it. You know, I should really start cooking at home. I need to practice and put my skills to good work. The good thing about me and cooking is that I'm a fast learner and I'm also a visual learner. The reason why I know a lot about cooking at a young age is cause of the Food Network.
That just reminded me of a recipe for mashed potatoes. Hmm, i'm hungry now.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

She went on and on and on...

You know how some people just have the ability to talk and talk and talk. Those people are interesting. They can go from one topic to another by just saying one word. It's like they wrote it the night before and recite it the following day. I mean, sometimes its okay, but most of the time, it's not worth it because there's only one person speaking and everyone else is probably getting bored. I'm lucky, i have a high tolerance level when it comes to these things. I'm usually the one who listens to people go on and on and on. The responsibilities of a Peer Counsellor. And yes, I do take what other people say in. I'm good with listening and i'm also good with tuning out. If someone is talking to me about something really not important to me, i'll just listen to a select few words and make up what I say back to them. It's bad, but it works. I probably only do that if I need to do something else. As long as the other person feels as though they are being heard, then I'm good. I don't think i'm that type of person. I dn't think i can go on and on and on about something. I mean I could, if the topic is really worth it to me. But other than that. I like hearing other people's opinion as well. I like it to be a mutual conversation where it's not only one person doing the talking and both are listening to what the other one is saying. I hope that people who go on and on about something realize that there's someone listening to them and they should be considerate about the people who are listening to them. I think that some people who go on and on about something is a person who's controlling. The only reason why someone would go on and on about a topic is because they think that what they think is more important than anyone else's. How rude.

I remember...

I remember a lot of things.

I remember this one time when I was little, I used to live on the bottom of a hill. In our neighborhood, not a lot of cars passed through it. Now, when I was little, I was a daredevil. Along with my cousin, we'd go do some crazy thing. This one time (ironically, I'm listening to one time. lame, i know)I was riding my bike and to get to my cousins house, I'd have to go all the up the hill. The hill is not steep, but it's still on a slant. Once I got to his house, I decided I wanted to go down the hill faster. I was on top of the hill, right in the middle of the street. I stared the road below and thought to myself, this is going to be crazy fun. I started to pedal and my speed gradually rose. I went faster and faster to the point where I couldn't pedal anymore. An intersection was ahead of me. Remembering the few cars that passed through there, I decided to slow down. Keep in mind, this was in the Philippines and my bike was a hand-me-down. I clutched the only brakes that I had and were only for the front wheel. In a second, the back end of the bike lifts up in the air and shortly after the rest of the bike followed. My whole body goes flying into a back flip. After two seconds, my butt hits the pavement. I looked around thinking to myself what just happened. Got up, got my bike, and SLOWLY, walked back to my house. I will never forget that moment.

HELL NO!...

MAN, HAIL NAW!........HAHA. There's something about this phrase that's very catchy. It can be a bad phrase or a good phrase, depends on how we use it. You could use it as like "WOW, that's unbelievable!" Or, "Man, you're lying. Stop talking." Actually, this is already a trend. SoReal Cru from America's Best Dance Crew has this as their "it" phrase, so to speak. They're the ones who use this often and casually. It's pretty much part of their vocabulary now. I'm sure others have used it, but SRC is the one who's made it main stream. Granted it's not actually seen on television, but it is popular in the Internet sensation, YouTube.

(Funny how one can transition from a phrase, to a dance crew, and then to YouTube. Well, now that I think about it, it's not that hard, but anyways.)

I've thought about trying to get that to be a trend in school. Problem is, I have trouble actually remembering to say that phrase. I think it's an awesome phrase, I just keep forgetting to say it. I guess for one, it's not my style or grammar. I'm not the one to be in the "rapping scene" so to speak. MAN, HAIL NAW! I'm also not the type to be in an angry mood. When you see someone say "Man, hail naw!" You tend to think that they're getting angry. I'm not an angry person. At least I don't think so.

Is saying "Man, hail naw!" a bad thing? I don't think so. I'm pretty sure that most people would find it a cursing thing to say. Why? Because it has the word "hell" in it, officially making it a bad word. I don't think it's that bad. I mean, it's not like saying hell is like saying Macbeth in the theatre. I guess the theater has a reason to be afraid of the word "Macbeth." But come on. Why should we be scared about the word hell. It's just a word. Granted it's considered as a cursing word, but it's not as bad as the other ones.

If people are saying "Hell no!" Other people should start saying "Heaven yes!" It's the complete opposite and totally relevant.