well now that thanksgving is over..sadly, becuz i like the after thanksgiving sale (quality time with my mother). ..christmas is here! yipeEe! =) and so in honor of christmas, as u can see i've changed my layout once agen. and i alredi see that i will get completely tired of this layout. so much blue. i planned for it to be different but i dont kno yet. maybe i'll make a few more adjustments later but this will hafta do. arrite byebye!

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a few hours ago me& mi familia played disney's scene it and it was sooOoo frikken FUNNNN!! i recommend that game to ev'ry1!..who LOVES DISNEY! yahkno ya doo!!

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woke up at 4:30 AM this morning!..ate breakfast took a few minutes to get redi..looked crappy but who cares. then departed from my dad& bro while me and my mother to MCRD. i saw angeline and richard there! angeline& her fam got like a buhzillion handbags! u kno, the designer ones..cuz they were ON SALE! my mom got 3. but i think she was gonna give one to me but then i liked this dooney& bourke one but it was tOo expensive& i wanted more money to get presents for ppl..but she got it anyways so maybEeEe she might give it to me! i hope she dusnt return it! i think she sed that to try& throw me off..yeah? she also got matching wallets cuz that's how she is now. she sed she mite return those tOo. i dont mind tho. i like the bags =) but ne way, i got a pair of pants. kinda long but it's ok.

then we went to Sears. it was so frikken crowded. tried on some jeans but the ones i liked weren't even on sale! WTf?! so i only got these boots for $25. they were like 50% off so yeah. uhMm my mom did her shoppin stuff.

then went to target and i got the game scene it and mad gab..i can't wait to start playing those! especially scene it! it's gonna be fun! well it better be! hahaha.

then went to khol's. finally i did sum serious shoppin! got a few presents along with a few things for myself. waited for like 2 hours in the line upstairs..we shoulda stayed downstairs cuz even tho the line was long it was faster cuz there were 12 cashiers downstairs and there were only 4 upstairs. so we ended up goin downstairs in the end. i think i got plenty of things for less than $100! thank you sales!! they were gOod stuff tOo! but of course, i only got presents for special ppl. and if u get me a present and i dint get u one, i will get u one after christmas =) or..at least i'll try to. if i cant get it right then, i promise i'll try& getcha bak! cuz i dont like the guilt feeling. if i take i must give! that's how nice& honest i am. u jes hafta LOVE ME! lol.

well that was my day. i'm not even tired! i was earlier but now i'm fine =) arrite bye!

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today is the day to give THANKS so i'll do it right now:

-all my FRIENDS of course. my TRUE friends.i still have yet to find the truth
-my family.
-a home
-clothing
-money
-medicene
-my car

and who am i giving thanks to? GOD of course!

well guess what! todayyyy me& SHAINA helped out the homeless. we served ...well no, we only put napkins in cups. it was sad. yet happy. it was a bit fun, i must add. then after that we went bak to my house cuz i made her somethin and i 4got to bring it and i really wanted her to see it. and so yeah. then after that I DROVE HER HOME which means I FINALLY DROVE BY MYSELF!! yay! i was kind of nervous. shaina should feel speshul she was able to experience this wonderful moment with me. it's very historical. hahahah.

well the day is still young. got places to go. so peace out suckaas!

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It all started when I was 16 years old. While I was playing outside on my
>farm in California, I met
>>
>> a boy. He was an average kind of boy who teased you and then you chased
>them and beat them up.
>>
>> After that first meeting in which I beat him up we kept on meeting and
>beating each other up at the
>>
>> fence. That only lasted for a little while though. We would meet at the
>fence all the time and we
>>
>> were always together. I would tell him all my secrets. He was very quiet
>he would just listen to
>>
>> what I had to say. I found him easy to talk to and I could talk to him
>about everything. In school
>>
>> we had separate friends but when we got home we would always talk about
>what happened in school.
>>
>> One day I said to him that a guy I liked hurt me and broke my heart. He
>just comforted me and said
>>
>> everything would be okay. He gave me words of encouragement and helped me
>get over him. I was happy
>>
>> and thought of him as a real friend. But I knew that there was something
>else about him that I
>>
>> liked. I thought of it that night and figured it was just a Friend kinda
>thing that I was feeling.
>>
>> All through high school and even through graduation we're always together
>and of course I thought
>>
>> of it as being friends. But I knew deep inside that I really felt
>differently. On graduation night
>>
>> even though we had different dates to the prom I wanted to be with him.
>That night after everybody
>>
>> went home I went to his house and wanted to tell him that I wanted to see
>him. Well, that night was
>>
>> my big chance and all I did was just sit there with him watching the stars
>and talking about what I
>>
>> was going to do and what he was going to do. I looked into his eyes and
>listened to him talk about
>>
>> what his dream was. How he wanted to get married and settle down. He said
>how he wanted to be rich
>>
>> and successful. All I could do was to tell him my dream and cuddle next to
>him. I went home hurting
>>
>> because I didn't tell him how I was feeling. I wanted to tell him so bad
>that I loved him but I was
>>
>> too scared and frightened. I let my feelings go and told myself that
>someday I would tell him just
>>
>> how I felt. All through college I wanted to tell him but he always had
>someone with him. After
>>
>> graduation he got a job in New York; I was happy for him but at the same
>time I was sad to see him
>>
>> go. I was sad also because I didn't tell him how I felt. But I couldn't
>let him know now that he
>>
>> was leaving for his big job. So I just kept it to myself and watched him
>go on the plane. I cried
>>
>> as I hugged him for what I felt was going to be the last time. I went home
>that night and cried my
>>
>> eyes out. I felt hurt that I didn't tell him what I had inside my heart.
>Well, I got a job as a
>>
>> secretary and then worked my way to a computer analyst. I was proud of
>what I had accomplished. One
>>
>> day I got a letter with an invitation to a wedding. It was from him; I was
>happy and sad at the
>>
>> same time. Now I know that I could never be with him and that we could
>only be friends. I went to
>>
>> the wedding the next month. It was a big occasion. It was a big church
>wedding with the reception
>>
>> at a hotel. I met the bride and of course I talked to him too. I fell in
>love one more time. But I
>>
>> held back so it wouldn't spoil what should be the happiest day in his
>life. I tried to have fun
>>
>> that night but it was killing me inside watching him being so happy and me
>trying to be happy
>>
>> covering up my sadness tears inside of me. I left New York feeling that I
>did the right thing.
>>
>> Before I left on the flight, he came running out of nowhere and said his
>good-byes and how he was
>>
>> very happy to see me. I came home and just tried to forget about what went
>on in New York. I had to
>>
>> go on with my life. As the years went on, we wrote to each other on what
>was going on and how he
>>
>> had missed talking to me. On one occasion he never wrote back to me at
>all. I was getting worried
>>
>> as to why he hadn't written anything for a long time after I had already
>written 6 letters to him.
>>
>> Well, just when everything seemed hopeless and sad in my life, I got a
>note that said: "Meet me at
>>
>> the fence where we used to talk about things". I went and saw him there. I
>was happy to see him,
>>
>> but he was broken-hearted and sad inside. We hugged until we couldn't
>breathe anymore. Then he told
>>
>> me about the divorce and why he hadn't written for a long time. He cried
>until he couldn't cry
>>
>> anymore. Finally, we went back to the house and talked and laughed about
>what I had been going and
>>
>> to catch up on old times. But in all of this, I couldn't tell him how I
>felt about him. In the days
>>
>> that followed, he had fun and forgot about all his problem and his
>divorce. I fell in love again
>>
>> with him. When it came time for him to leave back to New York, I went to
>see him off and cried. I
>>
>> hated to see him leave. He promised to see me every time he could get a
>vacation. I couldn't wait
>>
>> for him to come so I could be with him. We would always have fun when we
>were together. One day he
>>
>> didn't show up like he said he would. I figured that he might have been
>busy. The days turned into
>>
>> months and I just forgot about it. Then I got a call one day from a lawyer
>in New York. The lawyer
>>
>> said that he had died in a car accident going to the airport, and that it
>took this long till
>>
>> everything was settled. It broke my heart. I was shocked about what took
>place. Now I knew why he
>>
>> didn't come that day. Again, I was broken-hearted. I cried that night,
>cried tears of sadness and
>>
>> heartache. I asked questions: "Why did this happen to a kind guy like
>him?" I gathered my things
>>
>> and went to New York for the reading of his will. Of course, things were
>given to his family and
>>
>> his ex-wife. I finally got to meet her since the last time we met at the
>wedding. She explained to
>>
>> me how he was and how he always provided. But he was always unhappy. She
>would always try
>>
>> everything but she couldn't get him happy, as he was that night at their
>wedding. When the will was
>>
>> read, the one thing that was given to me was a diary. It was a diary that
>of his life. I cried as
>>
>> it was given to me. I didn't know what to think. Why was this given to me?
>I took it and flew back
>>
>> to California. As I flew on the plane I remembered the good times that we
>had together. I started
>>
>> reading the diary and what was written. The diary was started with the day
>we first met. I read on
>>
>> till I started to cry. The diary told of him saying that he had fallen in
>love with me that day I
>>
>> was broken-hearted. But he was too afraid to tell me what he had felt.
>That is why he was so quiet
>>
>> and liked to listen to me. It told of how he wanted to tell me so many
>times, but was too afraid to
>>
>> say anything. It told of when he went to New York and fell in love with
>another. How the happiest
>>
>> time he had was seeing me and dancing with me at the wedding. He said he
>imagined it was our
>>
>> wedding. How he was always unhappy till he had no choice but to divorce
>his wife. How the best time
>>
>> in his life was to read the letters written to him by me. Finally, the
>diary ended when it said,
>>
>> "today I will tell her I love her". It was the day he was killed. The day
>I was going to finally
>>
>> find out what was really in his heart. If you love someone, don't wait
>till tomorrow to tell
>>
>> him/her.

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yes, you read right. me, shaina, shay, mylene, and angeline had lunch wit the principal, Mr Espinoza. mariel wasn't there cuz she felt bad that she dint bring ne thin cuz it was a potluck. i brought potato salad. but i dont like potato salad but they do so good for them. Mr. E brought the main course which was ENCHILADA CASSEROLE it was sOoOo gOoood! it was the BEST school lunch ever man!

today our yearbook sweaters and shirts came in and they're pretty kOo. a lil big so ima try& shrink em.

and oh yeah, this morning this admissions officer from UC Berkley came to talk to the top 85 students at our skOo ((coming from the last report card)). and of course, i am one of em. hahah. thankfully! and yeahh. learned a few things. berkely jes mite be an option. pretty far tho. we'll see. hopefully get into at least one UC! I BETTER SHOOT! gotta start that personal statement.

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