Pimple

There is a giant pimple on my nose. I've had it for about a month and it just won't go down even though I clean it EVERY SINGLE GODDAMN DAY.  Anyways, I woke up this morning and was in a terrible mood because my pimple got bigger over night. I felt hideous and was oh so tempted to pop it, but I know in the long run it'll just make things worse. As soon as I got to school I rushed to the bathroom and cleaned the pimple with a napkin and POOF! My pimple was gone. The skin just started crusting off and I now have no more pimple and am in a much better mood. Sorry if this is nasty to read.  I needed something to write about and this is the first thing that came to my mind. I know I'm going to forget to write later so I'm just writing now and I do apologize for the somewhat disturbing story.

College Dilemma

Today I spoke to Mrs. Hirschfield about my college dilemma.  She is very upset that I am not going to be able to go to any college better than CCP.  She feels like my grades are too high and that I am way too bright to have my talents wasted at some community college.  I know that I should attend a school that I can be challenged at.  I have wanted to go to a four-year college my entire high school career.  I never thought that money could hold me back this severely.

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Golden Gate Bridge

This is a true story of a friend of mines friend, through which I will tell the story.

One day a couple of friends were driving over the Golden Gate Bridge in San Fransisco. It was three friends and the brakes locked on the persons car. The car locked and skidded to the side of the bridge. The person in the passenger seat went through the windshield and over the bridge.

... AND LIVED. She is alive today and tells the story all the time. She went over a bridge through a windshield and a car accident on one of the biggest bridges in the U.S.

Kudos.

Camilo Egas

no soy bueno con haciendo decisiones pero creo que usará "Civil War in Spain" por Camilo.  Tiene aspectos surrealistas pero es sobre algo histórico.  Escogí porque me parece interesante, y es por un artista nueva para mi.  Creo que será Silvana.  
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artwork_images_425165970_473464_camilo-egas

iTunes

​(The time change messed with me so I am still wide awake hence why I am posting late..then again I tend to anyway)

I looked at my itunes. I changed the view so I could see the songs from highest play to lowest. My highest played song has been played 1385 times. It is the same exact song file I have had since it was released. I wonder if I should be worried it has so many plays. Then again the song came out in 2008....maybe it isn't that crazy. Oh well I don't care its my favorite song.

Just A Thought

I hate to say I wish I could, but I haven't found the best way of succeeding. 

I wish I could write a poem that bled all of the thoughts from inside of my head, but I get so caught up in the stereo types of "creativity" that I get in my own way. 

Instead I'll simply release my thoughts one by one, and one day weave them together into one work of inspiration.

Miquel Barcelo

Escogí esta obra de arte por que me gusta los colores que están en la obra. Son muy brillantes y se ve que Miquel Barceló (el hombre que pintó la obra) puso muchos de su sentimientos en la obra cuando el lo pintó, aunque también hay partes en la obra de oscuridad. Esta obra  me pareció bien similar a la obra de arte de Picasso Guernica, por la razón que hay muchos animales que representan cosas diferentes. 
Miguel Barcel. Mapa de carne, 1982
Miguel Barcel. Mapa de carne, 1982

Joan Mir

Esto es un pintura por Joan Miró. Me gusta el foto porque representa un fuerte mujer trabajadora, pero ha regate (regatear) por tiempo y pobreza. El mujer en la foto miro la mamá de Machuca entonces voy a escribir desde punto de vista de Machuca.
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joan-miro-13

Joan Mir

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Esto es un pintura por Joan Miró. Me gusta el foto porque representa un fuerte mujer trabajadora, pero ha regate (regatear) por tiempo y pobreza. El mujer en la foto miro la mamá de Machuca entonces voy a escribir desde punto de vista de Machuca.
joan-miro-13
joan-miro-13

For Saturday: We Are...

I was the most focused on college related material than I've ever been. I spent the entire day adding strangers on Facebook and looking for potential roommates if I happen to enroll into Penn State. I looked at all of the housing options and read the rules and policies of the dorms and halls. Every social page that was relative to Penn State had the saying "We Are" included somewhere. All of the accepted students were chanting this phrase, and all of the videos I watched has students yelling these words. I looked up the meaning behind "We Are... Penn State!" and found a video on youtube. A black man named Wally Triplett was PSU's first black football starter back in 1947. In 1948, Penn State was set to play in the Cotton Bowl against Southern Methodist University, but a black person had never played in the Cotton Bowl before. SMU wanted to meet with Penn State and suggest that they leave their black players behind. One of the guards, Steve Suhey commented, "We're Penn State. There will be no meetings." 

This later turned into the infamous slogan, "We Are... Penn State!"     

For Friday: Cheating

I keep letting myself get behind in these stories. I'm not really sure why. I'll catch up. then let a few days build up on me. Maybe I go by the posting of everyone else. Some post all the week's stories at once. All I know is, I'm gonna work on recreating my nightly posting habit.