My life goal is a focus on one thing. That one thing is going to the marines. I have wanted to go to the corps since I was little. The only thing I have to do is graduate and get a diploma.
ASVAB won't be an issue at this point in time. If everything goes will I will go in June. I will be in San Diego for 13 weeks on basic training. After I graduate from there I will be deployed to most likely Afghanistan.
My goal all rides on graduating high school. The branch I choose is going to be infantry. Il most likely be a little over nineteen while I'm done with my first term. That all depends if I do a two year or four year term.
Babysitting my nephew.
Sometimes I have to babysit my nephew and I am perfectly fine with it. My nephew's name is Anthony. He is probably one of the smartest and baddest two years old i've ever seen. If you don't give him what he wants you will end up giving it to him unless you want him to start breaking things and yelling at you.
When I babysit it is usually just for the night when my sister and brother in law go out and can't take Anthony. I have to find ways to get my nephew to listen to me, sometimes I give him candy or sometimes I just scare him and tell him I'm going to put a spider on him. I have to take him where ever I go when I'm babysitting and most of the times I'm to scared to bring him along. Also, when he is being bad I can't spank him or yell at him because I would feel horrible.
One time me and my nephew went to the store because he wanted a toy gun and when we got there there was a little kid shooting at my nephew so they started playing "guns." When we had to leave I got my nephew and he started yelling and hitting me so I had to put him down. I finally thought of something to bribe him with and he came with me but once we got in the car he started being bad again. Never again will I take my nephew in public by myself.
Parents letting me use cell phone while doing chores.
When I get home both of my parents tell me not to use my cell phone until I have finished feeding my neighbors dog, cleaning my room, throwing the trash, and cleaning the yard. I always tell them that I could do all of them while using my phone and they say "no!, tienes que acer el queasier primero" which means "no!, you have to do all your chores first. Many people may say, oh, well your parents are right... you must do your chores before you get the phone.
In my opinion, I'm not the only teen who would do his/her chores while texting. Texting will not affect the time that I take to do my chores, I mean it only takes like six seconds to send a text. I think that texting will not affect anything that I do, well only things like driving which I know I should never do so.
Many may say that my parents are right, and that I shouldn't be able to have my phone until I have done all my chores. I think that this is not ok because many of my friends are on their phones from three to eight. I do my chores after eating, which take like two'n a half hours to do, so it means that I will only text from seven'n a half to eight to text... only for half an hour. I think that if my parents will let me text while doing chores I would not only have more time to text but I will also enjoy doing all my chores.
Last month and the beginning of this month haven't been good to me because first I lost my girlfriend and then my grandma had surgery. Also, I been going to sleep really late and don't wake up early and I feel like crap. Im not being a little girl about it but theses past weeks really sucked for me.
There been some days like on sunday I went to church and then after went to Jakes to chill with all my homies. I also met some other girl she's pretty cool and really pretty(=. We where talking last night about a lot of things so you can say my days got better.
I hope its gets better because I don't like being like this all the time. I just need my family,friends, and God to have a good time.
I want to go to the ocean because it is a awesome places to go there and just chill with my family and my girlfriend and go there for the weekend and go riding on my quads and dirt bike. It will be a good time to spent time with my family and my girlfriend and see what would happen with that I think it would go good.
ONe of the things that I like to to wen I get home is watch T.V and eat. I have always done that ever since I was a little kid. Ever since I started going to school, I would get home, turn on the TV and eat.
The show that I would watch was King of The Hill and The Simsions. It would be like an every day thing. I new wat i was going to do once i got out of school. Its like if I had my day planed out.
I would do this for about a lil more than 6 years. Once I had moved to a town, everything changed. Instead of going home and eating and watching TV, I would just go out with friends. I still remember wen I would do this. I still do it, but not that offten.
I'll tell you the short story of how I got kicked out of school and why I did the things I did. The first times I started to do bad is when the doctors said I couldn't play soccer anymore for a while. I had did nothing else but that so I didn't know what to do. I was so confused. I started going out into the streets more. I started to drink and smoke. Than I finally got jumped in to my crew. It was pretty fun but yea I felt good after that and I just felt so happy. I know it wasn't a good thing in other peoples eyes but I still like it.
The days went by, I would smoke and drink on a daily basis and I just felt so alive. Everyday after school, I would eat at home, wait for a little bit, than finally go out and did what I wanted to do in the streets. Once I was with them, I mad enemies real fast and people started to not like me for who I was rolling with. I didn't really care and I still don't care. I have no friends really because most of 'my friends' would talk behind my back and want to act cool with me in front of me. That is one thing that I really hate, I hate when people talk behind my back. Sometimes I really do miss those days.
Than one day one of my homies was about to fight so I went and people on the guys side went and our crew went to. So they were fighting for a bit than all of a sudden a brawl goes down and everybody starts fighting and now that I was the crew I had to earn my keep and I fought with them on their side. It was a wild brawl. Everybody just fighting and someone hot me from behind and I just went all out on him and one of my friends grabbed him and just starting going all out. I wasn't even mad though. I was so calm because I just loved the feeling. After some of us got caught by the cops but I didn't get in trouble with the school and I don't know why.
Another month past and I knew that fight wasn't my last. I started to mess up in class and I was just going down hill. I didn't know what was coming to me. Later on one day I was walking home with some girls and my enemy comes up beside me trying to talk some smack to me and I just got mad and faced him and called him out. I was alone with the girls and this guy was way bigger than me but I didn't care. I loved it. So he swung and I swung back. Then they started to jump me. I was lucky some of my crew was walking behind me. They came to help me out and i finally was able to get some hits. I wasn't satisfied though because I didn't get enough hits that they deserved. So I was pist. This had happened on a Wednesday.
The next day I had came dressed in shorts and some ugly shoes and I was ready to fight right after school. I was so mad and i just wanted to get them so bad. So that whole day I was just waiting for that clock to hit 3:05 and I was ready. They were walking and some of my friends had told me to wait till Friday to fight but I wasn't thinking and I just fought anyways. We followed them a long ways and finally they stopped walking and faced us and it was on the main street of Sanger in front of everybody. I wasn't even paying attention to it but I was ready. So me and my older friend stepped up and two of them stepped up. They were trying to talk smack already and I didn't say anything, i just threw my hands up and was ready so we all put up out hands and started to fight than the people from both sides came running too and fought. We were out numbered and I knew that but I didn't care.
I should've thought before I did this but some stupid girl got it on video and somehow the school got it and we all got kicked out. I got kicked out of school on Valentines Day and I was pist but I guess it just happened. now I'm here and that is all just to it. There is more to this story too but I'm to lazy to talk bout it.