CE oh lawd! the ice...

So apparently, new studies show that the Arctic ice in Canada is melting. here's the link :
http://news.yahoo.com/canadian-arctic-nearly-loses-entire-ice-shelf-214311365.html

So I am deathly aware of global warming. Look at all the signs! do people really heed the warnings? or do they ignore the signs...

For all those people who protest the theories of global warming, the earth is flat in your world and the sky is red. Maybe I'm being a bit irrational. but I feel like APES (AP Environmental Science.) has influenced me. That's why parts of me wants to major in Environmental Engineering. I have all these ideas, but my problem is that I cannot do all the science and math required in Engineering. It's my Achilles heel.
Global warming worries me as well as all the other environmentally harmful "stuff" we do to the environment. Dear God, we do so much to the environment yet people don't know about it. I guess the phrase, "ignorance is bliss" applies heavily to our generation.
What about all the gas we use? Are we not going to run out soon? What about all the pollution we cause? it’s only a matter of time before we roll around in our own fecal matter. Maybe it’s a blown out of proportion, but I’m just saying this to demonstrate the gravity of the situation. We are leading the world go to Hell. It’s only a matter of time. And don’t people say time tells all?

RE Humans Maximillian

I stole the idea to Blog from http://whatcomesnext-maxmillian.blogspot.com/2011/09/to-be-human2-what-separates-humans-from.html?showComment=1317228870637#c7675504669346392828

What does separate humans from animals besides obvious physical features? We are biped,usually only have two nipples and a limited amount of hair.We, as humanity, are considered the most deadly animal alive. So what makes us any less human then most animals in the wild.

I believe that humans think they're on top of the food chain. I think that human's think they're above everyone and everything else. They have no real predator. They have to feel stronger and more powerful. Humans don't really consider their enviornment. They think they can do whatever they want to it. They can litter, they can abuse it, they can do whatever they want to do.

So what is the limit? When is too much enough? When can we stop abusing it? It's not that I will forever think of people as a big danger sign to nature, but I believe that this ignorance can be cured with education and compassion. Education about the harmful effects, and compassion to make a difference. I feel as if I am fairly educated, or why else would I try to write about it in a personal statement prompt? But I also feel compassion. But we obviously need to make a difference. Yet we don’t.

How are we different then animals? We are monsters, and we are far worse then animals.

(FREE) Bay Farm Islanders!

Calling all bay farm island residents! Since we are all in our little bubbles of technology, does anyone really care about what happens to our land? In summary, Ron Cowan wants to swap our beautiful golf course that commemorates Chuck Corcia into houses.

Although I haven’t lived in bay farm all my life, and although I do not have the power to vote, for those of us who are 18? I strongly advise you vote against this! More residents in bay farm calls for more traffic on our tiny bay farm bridge as well as more smog into our clean bay farm air! As if the traffic in the morning isn’t already hectic.

Its not that I don’t want to share our little suburban utopia, but that I want to take care of it. Although people do not view this as an immediate threat, Mr. Ron Cowan, who has a street named after him in Bay Farm, has his eyes also set on the north loop, or the more industrial side of Bay Farm. And he wants to build more homes, anywhere he can on Bay Farm. I don’t usually follow with the up and coming news and propositions, but when it’s something like building homes in a very very local community, my ears are wide open. And I strongly disagree with Mr. Cowan. But maybe that’s just my thoughts as a teenager that lives in the neighborhood. Either way, I’m not the only one who feels strongly against this land swap.

BW college essay number two

It was a warm spring day at Lincoln Elementary school. Our teacher assigned a division based quiz. The topic was division by 9’s. This was my first time doing division, but of course the actual word familiarized itself to my extensive knowledge of fourth grade vocabulary. I sat there quietly as my peer’s graphite pencils scratched against the freshly printed paper. I bit my nails nervously as the class scribbled down answers. With my palms, drenched in sweat, clenched up into a weak fist, I asked the person next to me, “How do you divide?” and my teacher hushed us in her stern voice, asking why we were talking. My classmate pointed at me. I recall the night before, asking my brother to teach me division. My brother always knew the answer, so he taught me, and like a sheep to their Sheppard, I nod my head like a follower, never fully understanding the quick explanations he spewed, and now, now that the spotlight was on me. I felt the warm tears well in my eyes, I crumbled under the pressure. I was in tears by the time I stood from my seat and whispered under my shaky voice, “I don’t know how to divide.” I wiped my tears as I hiccupped uncontrollably. I felt shameful standing up in front of the class, staring as my teacher sympathetically tried calming me down, as she wrote examples on the whiteboard. That memory came back to me recently while I was tutoring a young student in Chinatown. I work as a tutor in Chinatown for children or want to better themselves in reading or math. The age varies, from preschool to high school. Recently. There was a little boy who was struggling with division. He couldn’t figure out how to divide large numbers. He constantly asked for help, and I would always repeat the same steps, so I looked over periodically, and saw that his older sister was trying to help him with division. After she finished explaining everything and left, he was still sitting there, confounded on the same problem, and he was quietly sniffling as I saw the tears roll down his cheek. I flashed back to myself and the hopeless feeling during my own personal struggle against division. Immediately, the feeling empathy washed over me as did this uncontrollable urge that I needed to help him. We went over some division problems as he stood next to me, clinging onto every explanation and every step I showed. I wanted him to recognize the concept, and actually solve the problems himself. After showing him the first few problems, I asked him to try following problems. He stuttered the first few problems, but once he started applying what he learned, it clicked. I practically saw the light bulb over his head and I smiled with contentment. The sensation of helping someone, being a vital stepping stone on their life, filled me with joy and I felt successful. It was in that moment, where I recognized my strong passion for helping others. By overcoming this complicated obstacle of fourth grade division, I want to help others in areas oh their life where they shy. By undergoing that traumatic experience, it molded me into the proud person I have become today, and it allowed me to have compassion for others and the need to help others. With determination and practice, I overcame division, and it consequently gave me the confidence to spread the knowledge and multiply the achievements. it's really jumlbed and im awkward with words. sorry! but it's my first draft.

(CE) La voile (the veil)

Since I am in a French class, we recently were assigned a homework assignment about our own opinions about Frances new law about the coverings of a women, though many are against burkas, I, although I don’t want anyone to take offense to this, am against burkas. I personally don’t agree with the fact when anyone covers their face fully. I like knowing who I see and identifying them in case anything ever happens. But I am not against wearing a hijab.

I think people can cover there hair, as long as we can see their face. People who wear hijab don’t directly correlate to people who wear hijabs. I can see why people would be for or against this new law. Yes, it covers there face, and yes, it is a sign of faith, but it also represents sexism. Mainly girls wears the veils, and in French, they call it a “voile,” and I strongly believe that the veil has a deeper meaning then just the scarf they wear to cover their hair. I believe that the scarf is a veil of culture. By wearing the veil, they also represent their culture. And I believe that France’s doing in this, the banning of the hijabs, and the banning of the open prayer, is a violation of their freedom in speech. And to add on that, it’s extremely hard to enforce these rules nationwide. http://youtu.be/6Ne-pT9XjnE

(FREE) I fear...

Ever since I was a little kid, I always looked up to my brother. I always asked him about advice, I asked him about everything and anything. So I recall one day, we were on our way to MacDonald’s, evening was approaching and we were waiting in the car when my dad got food. He told me this creepy story about trees, and how monsters live in them. I much have some type of imagination, because I was staring at the tree bark, and my mind began to piece together some sort of face. I quickly turned away, and ever since then, although I know trees are good, I’ve been afraid of it. I get paranoid easily, and when I watch a scary movie, I am a pansy. Especially when its ghost related. When it’s something like a physiological thriller, I don’t even get phased. But it’s the ghost ones that haunt me. Ever since fifth grade, and my friends and I watched the grudge together, I’ve been afraid of my closet at night. And with my whimsical imagination, I begin to piece together images and shadows with the contrasting color of my clothes. It’s odd, the imagination I have. It seems to feel like fear, is the only time I can be creative. Which is the wrong time.

(RP) Environment

I believe this is one of the biggest issues we have in an environmental perspective. I also believe that pollution in Alameda doesn’t affect me as much as pollution in say, Oakland or San Francisco. I believe that such a small suburban town doesn’t have much litter, especially when locals take the time and effort to do things correctly, from recycling, to composting, and beyond. But I think places such as San Francisco, and Oakland, with such a large population makes a major impact on the environment.

Gabriel Mapa says

I believe this is one of the biggest issues we have in an environmental perspective. I also believe that pollution in Alameda doesn’t affect me as much as pollution in say, Oakland or San Francisco. I believe that such a small suburban town doesn’t have much litter, especially when locals take the time and effort to do things correctly, from recycling, to composting, and beyond. But I think places such as San Francisco, and Oakland, with such a large population makes a major impact on the environment.

But I strongly support Alameda in beach clean ups. So much plastic and pollution is littered into the ocean from either storm drains, or wind, or just people directly polluting into the waterways. I think that this is extremely dangerous for our ocean biome and for the marine life that resides over there. I worry about the plastic breaking down, but never really biodegrading. Plastic will stay around forever and it’s so harmful to the environment, when plastic burns, it creates dioxins that are known as carcinogens. That’s I think we should get plastic out of the ocean as soon as possible. Why should the ocean and animals suffer for what humans cause? How is that fair.

But I strongly support Alameda in beach clean ups. So much plastic and pollution is littered into the ocean from either storm drains, or wind, or just people directly polluting into the waterways. I think that this is extremely dangerous for our ocean biome and for the marine life that resides over there. I worry about the plastic breaking down, but never really biodegrading. Plastic will stay around forever and it’s so harmful to the environment, when plastic burns, it creates dioxins that are known as carcinogens. That’s I think we should get plastic out of the ocean as soon as possible. Why should the ocean and animals suffer for what humans cause? How is that fair.

(BW) Go Green

For the first nine years of life, I have faint memories of living in Chinatown. Our little 2 room apartment for a family of six. Living in Chinatown, people never really cared about the environment. Everything was in a 3 block radius stores were always packed with groceries and everyone’s daily needs. But I considered gum a sweet treat, so hen I got the chance, I seized it. I chewed for the longest time, then when I finished, I swallowed it. I never wanted to spit my gum out on the street because I considered it impolite. Although it never before stopped me from littering, Whenever a trash can want near by, and some garbage needed disposing of, look left, right, then over the shoulder if anyone was watching, then drop the trash in a nearby bush or even plainly on the sidewalk. There was no conscience, and I, along with many other residents of Chinatown, did not care for the environment. Whenever there was litter on the floor, people plainly started at it, and avoided it. No one wanted to pick up after another person, no one wanted to clean the streets. Taking an environmental class during high school changed the way I viewed litter, and humans, period. It changed my outlook on “home.” I know. The thought of how my: home” pollutes other places, like after heavy rainfall, and plastic clogs the storm drains, waiting to drift to the ocean. Hearing about how humans always neglectfully impact the environment motivates me to do my own part bin keeping it clean, but it also makes me want to seek change. I want to partake in this idea of a grassroots green revolution. I know I cannot change very individual, but every bit counts. I do not expect to suddenly make the world sustainable, but I do have a strong passion and desire to influence others to be aware of the limited resources we have. As I quote, “I am not everyone, I cannot do everything, but I am someone, so I can do something.” POST WITH QUESTIONS YOU’D LIKE TO HEAR ABOUT FOR FEEDBACK Sustainability is the key word Oil—nobody wonders where it comes from, how long it’s going to last Environmental engineering Little steps Biodegradable Plastics Sierra club, implementing bins Making recycling more accessible Alternative energy—solar, wind

Random rantings

Ever get that feeling where you just can't stop laughing? Well. It happened today, in government. We had to do a presentation about Jean-Jacques Rosseau. And even from the get go, we researched the wrong person. We looked up Henri Rousseau, who is an artist. Which is a fail. So we had to go up as a panel and ask our philosopher questions. Well, being in french 5, I wanted to do an impression as we asked him questions. Little witty things, such as "Do you believe zeee Hobbes was correct in his ideess?" And I wanted to call him "Monsieur Rousseau". But as I thought about how I wanted the tone to be when I would ask him, I started cracking up. And i just wouldn't stop. My BFF"s in the group started laughing too, but everyone else in the class just stared as us, as we tried to contain our excitement. But I couldn't even ask my question. I wanted to pee my pants. But The way it came out, it was like a pompous horrible English impersonator. I could barely speak, I needed to catch a breath of air, but I just couldn't stop. I wanted to ask in an accent the second time. but I knew if I tried again, then it would be the end of me. I'd give our whole group an "F" just because I wouldn't be able to stop. Even after we sat down, we still kept on giggling. It's the fact that you want to laugh, but you can't. And containing it, just adds fuel to the fire.

My toof fairy.

McLovin Started blogging about his wisdom teeth. They said

. I spent my Wednesday morning sleeping for almost five hours. When i woke up i found that i had to replace a cotton that i had to place inside my inside jaws so it will stop bleeding.

And honestly? that scares me. Because lately, My jaw has been hurting here and there, and there's a sharp pain in specifically my lower jaw. I would just sit there, and then randomly? Pain. But I haven’t gone to my dentist since last October, it sounds really bad and you all probably think my mouth is stinky and full of germs, but there is good reasoning behind it. Last fall, when we had our powderpuff, aka, the seniors vs. juniors flag football, I had my “toof” cracked. I would like to think I’m relatively fearless, and aggressive. It was a random practice play, so no one really wore their mouth guard. So there was a small girl, who had the ball, and I only played defense, so immediately, my instinct was to grab her flag. It was a blur and I believe that her elbow made contact with my mouth. But it might have been the adrenaline rush, because I didn’t feel a darn thing. Everyone just stared at me, but I only felt that my tooth was further bent in my mouth I didn’t realize there was a large crack in it. It was a traumatic experience. So I had to get an emergency root canal, and I didn’t feel much pain, but I was in shock when I looked in the mirror. They removed the crack in my tooth, which was 70% gone. I was talking to my friend, then I cried. Because it finally kicked in. After a week of missing a front tooth, I was really hungry. Because i couldn’t really bite down on solid food..I cut up my sandwiches...ate mashed potatoes, and drank porridge.. it was sad, really. Then a painful trip to the doctor, he basically superglued my tooth back, but it hurt and now I’m scared of being rough with biting. I was suppose to get it permantly fixed, but I haven’t gone back to the dentist, which is why I refuse to go to the dentist.

My "current" thoughts about 9/11

My 9/11 thoughts and theories.

This was written in class while I let my thoughts flow, but I feel like listening to Trevor's blog in class inspired me to write this. But this video isn't directly correlated, but I feel like it's related.


i think people are misinformed about reasons why america is stuck in the middle east. peoole dobt worry about their resources, where thy get their food oil or their clothes from. the govt did use 9/11 so they can go into the middle eastern countries because they think of them as a national threat to the united states, but only so they. can have control to monitor the oil. america cares about the richness in oil that the middle eaT has, then americans exploit them. they exploit hem fo their oil and slap a "terrorist" label on there to justify their reason for being there. america wouldnt stick around and spend time there if there wasnt a profit motive. america is hiding their panic because the world is running out of oil, and seeing how precious and lucrative the oil businssses are, america cant afford to lose that. espcially because of the environment we are in. 9/11 was a big scare, and i stronly believe in safety, so when hose people in 9/11 ignored the alarms and claimed it was false i can only imagine how they feel, how hey feel that tge blood os on their hands because they ignored An obvious sib of danger. peoples moral values are compromised and i believe that people should really think about their safety and well being more then their jobs and money. i also believe 9/11 was a wakeup call for americans to stop dancing i the spotlight. there are other countries iut there who arent as forunate, who are we to look down on hen and not offer much help, when people dont have clwan water, we waste it washing cars that run on limited resources. this was for america to get off our high horse and a sign for americans to humble themselves. wecant afford to ignore more signs the. we already have.