Hey! I’m sorry I haven’t been posted. It’s been over two months since my last blogpost but I’m trying to get back into blogging. I’ve been really busy with color guard and the days that I haven’t had anything I’ve been relaxing. Well anyways, I’m gonna try and post more. I’m not sure if I’ll post weekly but I’m going to try. Over spring break I had a photo shoot with my friend in the city. If y’all want to check that out it’s gonna be in the pictures. I really like the pictures and I’m trying to do more photo shoots. Well, I hope y’all have a good day and I’ll see y’all later!
-Ale
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Hey guys! Sorry for not uploading last week. I had a very busy week and weekend so I didn’t have time to write it! But I’m uploading today. My daily like in Puerto Rico was very from my daily life in Texas. I will be writing a daily life in Texas next week to compare. So here’s my daily life in PR.
I would wake up around 5 am. I had to wake up early because I lived an hour away from my school. There were schools around where I lived, but the ones that were farther were better. I would wake up, get dressed, eat, then leave. I would sleep for most of the ride, then, I would wake up and do my hair. My mom would drop me off at my school, after dropping me off she’d drop my sister off and go to work. I had six classes. I took: Spanish, English, Math, Science, Religion, Social Studies, and this class English Workshop. English Workshop is basically what it sounds like, a class where you worked on your English and got better at it. The class actually helped me get better at speaking and writing English, which was something that I needed, considering I was moving. After school ended, I would get picked up and go to this tutoring. It was more of a do your homework place than a tutoring one. I would go to this place until my mom got off work. Once my mom got off work, she’d pick my sister up(my sister didn’t go to the tutoring place), then she’d pick me up and we’d go home. She would pick me up around 5 so we’d get home around 6. Then we’d eat dinner, watch some tv, and go to sleep. At the time it seemed ok to us but now I look at it and I don’t know how we drove an hour just to go to school. If you’re wondering where my dad was, he was in Texas already. Well this was my daily life in PR. Like I said, I will be doing a daily life in TX so keep an eye out for that. Sorry this was a pretty short blogpost. Thanks for reading my blog! See y’all next week! Bye! -Ale My moving trip was one of the most stressful moments of my life. It was stressful from the beginning til the end. There was crying and there was puking. Here’s how it went.
The day day started out sad. The dreaded day had come. We were actually moving. I’d already said goodbye to most of my family and all of my friends. I only had my grandmother and neighbors left. My neighbors were like my second family. I always hung out there and loved it. I had stayed over the night before. When we said goodbye I cried, same with my grandma. When the time to actually leave my house, I took one last look. I went into every single bedroom, bathroom, and closet. This was my childhood home. I’d never moved before. I loved that house. When we got in the car, I said goodbye to my neighborhood. My neighborhood was the best. It had a bunch of trails, parks, a lake. It was huge. I fell asleep for the rest of the car ride. When I woke up, we were at the airport. When we were at the counter where they take your suitcases, there was a problem. The workers said that Lia (my dog) couldn’t go. They were saying that her breed couldn’t go under the plane because she wouldn’t be able to breathe properly. We were scared because we didn’t know what to do. We didn’t have a lot of options. Leaving Lia was out of the question. We couldn’t stay because we didn’t have anywhere to stay. We had to move. We were told that we had to bring her up on the plane with us. That would’ve been ok if there wasn’t just a slight problem, the dog crate that we had was too big because it was meant to go under the plane. We asked the friends that had brought us to the airport to please stop at the nearest Walmart or pet store and get a dog carrier. It was a bit small for her but it was good enough. Lia took some medicine and she slept the whole flight. Once we were in the plane we got hungry. That morning, my dad had bought us some egg sandwiches. We kept them and brought them in the plane. My sister ate the rest of the sandwich that was left. Big mistake. Halfway through the flight my sister got food poisoning. The egg that she ate had gone bad. Let’s just say she didn’t have a good flight. Once we landed my sister still felt bad but she wasn’t as bad as she was in the plane ride. My dad’s friend gave us a ride to our new house. There was no hot water. We had to shower in freezing cold water. That part wasn’t as bad as the others. Well that was my trip. Like I said, it was pretty stressful. At the time, it was so bad and hectic but now it’s a funny story to tell. Thanks for reading! -Ale Helloooo!! My first semester was really really fun! I enjoyed every moment of it. Here’s how it went.
The first 1-2 months I was pretty quiet in all of my classes and didn’t talk that much. Suddenly one day I just started talking to everyone and making conversation. I’ve always been a pretty quiet person in classes unless I had friends. In most of my classes I had 1-2 friends until I started talking to people and making friends. Turns out it’s pretty easy, who would’ve though? Well I started talking and making friends. My Theatre class was my least favorite class. It wasn’t a bad class, I just personally didn’t like it very much. I liked whenever we would perform but not when we would take notes, which would be all the time. I actually ended up making some close friends. Second period was colorguard and I got closer to friends. Since i joined colorguard late I didn’t have time to create a lot of friendships. I made a lot more colorguard friends. Third period was World Geography. I absolutely loved World Geography. I always like Social Studies, wether it’s History or Geography. I was super super quiet when this class started. I only had one person that I knew. She was in colorguard but we weren’t really friends. Around September/November I just started talking and being loud. I became very talkative in that class. The teacher was also my favorite teacher. Then last period was English. I also loved English. It was fun because we did fun projects. I also created this website because of it. When I first started the class, it was like World Geography. I knew one girl from colorguard but no one else. I ended up making some close friends as well. I also loved the teacher in my English class. Overall I really really liked my classes this semester. I made a lot of friends. One goal that I had for the beginning of year was to be more outgoing and I want to keep improving that this year. I’m looking forward to my new classes but will definitely miss my old classes. Well that’s all for this week! Thanks for reading!! -Ale Well, my English class is coming to an end. Classes in my school are per semester unless they're an all year class. This English class is a semester long one. So what will happen to this blog?
I'll keep on writing. I haven't decided which day of the week I'll post. It'll be either Friday or Sunday. I'll try to be as consistent as I can! This blog was very cool project. Last year me and my best friend had talked about starting a blog together but never actually done it. Last summer I had thought about it but never found the time. But then the first week of school my English teacher said that we were gonna start a blog and I was pretty excited. I'm not sure what I'll be writing about. It might be random things like I've done or it might be more about my life. By random things I mean like random topics such as "If you could bring three things to an island what would you bring", which are fun things to write and I enjoy them. I might do both personal and random, which I've kinda done in the past. Well that's all for now! See you soon!! The world can change the world by many ways. If someone is really passionate about their dream they can do amazing things. People can put their mind to something they can achieve their dreams. Those dreams might change the world. For example, the women who marched for women's rights. Their dream were to be able to vote, and they changed the world. They made history. How would you change the world? I would change the world by eliminating all kinds of hate. I would eliminate homophobia, racism, sexism, and everything else. My inspiration would be that there is so much hate in this world and it just makes me sad. I can go online into social media and find so much hate to certain people that cant control how they are. I would eliminate the hate by teaching kids from a young age to accept people who are different from them. To older people I would just say that everyone is born a certain way and they can't change themselves. My sister My sister has probably influenced me the most. My sister has accepted me no matter what. She's always been there for me as well. She's helped me when I didn't know what to do and has helped me through some hard time. She is my best friend, but she's a different type of friend. She's the friend that won't ever judge me. I don' know where I would be without her. She has influenced the ways I see things and do things.
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If I were stranded on an island I'd bring my phone, Walmart, and wifi tower. Let me explain. I would bring my phone because I need to communicate with the outside world. My phone i could use for texting, calling, or emailing. I'd bring a Walmart because there's so many things you can do. I have (extra)food and water, portable chargers in there to charge my phone, knifes in case I need to kill an animal or something. There's also so many things I could use Walmart for. Last but not least, I would bring a wifi tower. I mean what's good about having a phone if it has no service? These three things are pretty good I think. Is bringing a whole Walmart kind of cheating? Maybe, but I chose it. If I couldn't bring Walmart, I'd probably bring a portable charger. Even though portable chargers do need to be recharged, I'd still bring one. I wouldn't use my phone a lot so I could conserve my battery. One of my greatest blessings is moving to Texas. When I first found out I was moving to Texas, I had mixed feelings. I was excited to begin a new journey. My sister was not that excited, she kept thinking there would be a bunch of tornadoes and cowboys. On the other hand I was sad because I was leaving all my friends and family. If I were to stay in Puerto Rico, I still would've left my friends. In Puerto Rico elementary end in 6th grade and everyone chooses what school they're going to for middle school. I was going to a different school than them.
Moving to Texas was such an amazing thing. I don't know where I would be in my life if I hadn't moved. I do believe that my personality would be very very different. I wouldn't have had the influences I've had and I would be different. I am beyond grateful to my parents for giving me this gift. I am a wolf. I'm a wolf because I always travel in a pack. Wether it's my family or friends, I'm with people. I defend my family or friends whenever they get in trouble. I stick with my family whenever and where ever they go . I love my family like how wolves love there family and their whole pack.These are the reasons why i consider myself as a wolf. boa grand natsI’m thankful for my family. My family has helped me in so many ways. My parents moved my family to Texas, which was a big step. When my parents decided to move to Texas, they were thinking of our future. At the time I was probably mad not the from moving me away from all my friends, but now that I think about it, they were also moving away from their friends and jobs. I’m so grateful for them because I have more and better school opportunities and job opportunities. My sister has helped me in so many way as well. She’s always there for me for
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