Do as I say, not as I do.

When I first signed up for my classes I originally signed up for 5 classes. College Composition, Speech, Health, Women in Art, and Spanish. I was especially looking forward to my art class. However not even a week before classes started my art class got cancelled by the district. I am assuming not very many people signed up. I was kind of sad because I had the teacher before and I knew her teaching style. Plus it fit my schedule perfectly.

Now that we are just 2 months away from the end of the semester I am glad my art class got cancelled because I have had a heavy workload. It was heavier than I imagined it would be. Sometimes I feel like I am not smart enough to be in college but I get good grades every time. It does not come easy though. I really work my ass off and commit myself. I push myself to try my best and finish as much as I can.

                I also work full time which does not leave me much time for homework.  Sometimes that means staying up late or getting up early to finish my assignments. It is all worth it though when I get my grades back and I am looking at an A or B. I am happy even with C’s. To me D’s and F’s are not acceptable. I paid a lot of money to go to school here so I will not waste my time and I take my classes very seriously.

                My main motivation to go to college is my family. My parents never went to college and my sister and I are the first to get a higher education than our parents. My sister motivates me because of sibling rivalry mainly. I have to get an equal or better education otherwise I will look like a failure to the family. Another reason I go is to be a better example for my brother. I want to show him that he has to take his education seriously also. I do not want to be a hypocrite and tell him “Do as I say, not as I do.” I have noticed my influence on him and do not want to be a bad one.

tell me what you think

1. I've traveled to England
2. My pet dog's name is Lily.
3. I love to sing
4. I ski in the mountains
5. My favorite food is spaghetti
6. I work with children

"I heard a record and it opened my eyes"

Im going to post some music videos that I like and just songs I like.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X9LatjYp7_Q&feature=fvst

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fRUtT1019Zk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tdeSSZSVAxU

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pj2ntDiXJCk&feature=fvsr

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P2wo73xIBFk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J-3rUF2JpXA

I fly like people get high, like planes

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dq_uy1qcO-k

So let’s talk about weed. There are many, many different types of weed. Just to name a few there are: White Widow, Northern Lights, Purple Haze, (my personal favorite) Train wreck, etc. When you first get a sack one of the things most noticeable is the smell. You just have to take a moment to smell the sack over and over before you pack your prize. I remember back in the earlier days before I ever experienced weed for myself I hated the smell. It smelled like a skunk. Now that I am a smoker I love the smell. There is something almost hypnotic and euphoric about it.   

You might think of the anti drugs commercials they play on TV. I admit there are a few moments in my life where I felt like I was living in those commercials. I am not saying I smoke regularly, I used to, but I have cut back. Weed has never interfered with my life to the point where it ruined it. There are good and bad things about it.

Some ways to smoke weed is to buy a piece and pack a bowl and smoke with your friends. It is a social drug, although some people do use it for medicinal purposes. Another way is to roll a blunt, like using a swisher. You could use different types of bongs. A vaporizer is great because it is an instant head rush without all the choking. Some can use a gas mask or bubblers. However you prefer to smoke it the effects are all the same.

When you are up there some common symptoms are feeling sleepy, happy and hungry. Your senses are heightened. This may make normal things such as listening to music, watching TV, or playing a videogame, more enjoyable. You might get “stuck” or being fixated on an object. Some people who smoke too much might have a bad trip such as having paranoia or feeling vertigo. Some might smoke too much; have a huge head change and throw up. I have seen it happen. Your body uses energy and after you may experience the “munchies” or being hungry. Food will taste ten times better than it normally does when you eat it. Afterward it is not uncommon to feel tired and want to sleep.

Some say weed is the gateway drug. I can understand why people would say that. Some people who smoke often end up gaining a tolerance for it. You are initially chasing the first high and have to smoke more to feel the same effect. However once you cut back or take a break it is the reverse and takes less to make you high. Some people get tired of weed and move on to harder drugs and experiment more. It is all about self control but that is my opinion.

So is weed bad to the point where it should be illegal? It practically is legal. All cops do when you have it, is crush it and cite you for something else. You can even have a medical card and then it is legal. The laws are pretty lax enough. They do not want any drug traffickers selling pounds of it. Then all drugs should be legal. However, I do not believe it should have the bad reputation it does, because as I have found out, it’s really not that bad.  

Its ok, just tell your little brother you couldnt pick him up cuz u were getting high, he'll understand.

Without my family I would not be the person I am today. Despite the good times and the bad times they are always going to be my family. Sometimes I think of myself as fortunate, even though sometimes it was a struggle to grow up and be mature. Throughout all my experiences I have learned what it means to be a sister and a mentor.

My sister has always been my main rival. Even from the day she was born everybody tells me when my grandmother brought her home she was holding her in her arms and I thought she was a doll. I reached out to look at what my grandmother was holding and everyone was saying “It’s your sister.” According to the story I looked at her and pushed her away. That was the beginning of our rivalry. My earliest memories are being little and I was always extremely jealous of her. Every toy she had I wanted. It always bothered me too because my grandmother would dress us up to match each other, so everybody thought we were twins. Since we are close in age to this day we still are mistaken for twins sometimes. I always had to be different from her. She was always a straight A student, and my dad doted on her. I on the other hand was extremely temperamental and fought with my dad constantly. However we get along more now that we are older and more mature, and even though we still compete and fight we will still often tell each other I love you.

I have three younger half brothers. It is hard to explain but my mother got pregnant three more times after she divorced my dad with different men. She may have not always made the right choices in life, but I love my brothers. Since I am the oldest of all the children I am always the babysitter, the one in charge, and the example. This title is sometimes good and sometimes bad. If I make a mistake it is used as the example for everyone. Trust me; I have made a lot of mistakes. Sometimes I feel more like the role of mom and my mom is more the role of sister. She is 40 years old but she parties like she is 20 still. This is fun because I like having a mom who is like my sister. Sometimes it’s not fun when my brothers are calling me telling me “Mom left for a couple days and we are hungry can you bring us food?” Then I have to be the one in charge and take them to school or bring them food or help them with their homework. I try my best but I always feel guilty when I can not be there. Sometimes I have to be the one in charge, if they fight with each other I usually have to step in. If my mom is being too rough I usually have to comfort them after. However, through all the experiences I understand my role as sister because of all my siblings.

If my immediate family were not enough I also have a new title as step sister to a younger step sister and step brother. My dad recently remarried and it’s been a new adjustment in my life. My mom is extremely jealous of my dad’s new wife and I constantly have to tell her I know she is my real mom and I love her more just to reassure her that my new step mom hasn’t replaced her love. Once again I am the example for my younger step sister. I am five years older and I have talks with her and try and tell her about my experiences in case she ever needs help. My sister and my step sister do not get along so once again I am the mediator for all the fighting and the peace keeper. Though as confusing and hectic as it is with my family I am always the same role, which is older sister.