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Tonight, I went to a Sixers' game, wearing a New York Knicks jersey.  I didn't get as many mean faces as one cold usually expect when rooting for the visiting team.  Half of the stadium was in blue and orange. In fact, there were sections with signs declaring, "MSG. We in here!" 

The Knicks were winning the entire game, until their defense let up in the last 10 mins of the 4th.  Sixers fans began to lose their minds as the team climbed back from a 18-point deficit.  After Iguadala hit a three, the man beside me proceeded to high-five the man behind me.  He almost slapped me in the face. Secretly, I think he was mad that my team won. 

While waiting for my food, in the Chinese store with my boyfriend and his niece. I opened and ate a fortune cookie. She looked up and said "I want a Chinese Dorito."

"Complain about the liquor store but what you drinking liquor for?
Complain about the gloom but when’d you pick a broom up?
Just listening to Pac aint gone make it stop
A rebel in your thoughts, aint gon make it halt
If you don’t become an actor you’ll never be a factor"

Many people complain about the problems of the world but never do anything to solve them.

Why am I here?

We fuss and we fight then the next day we're tight. This is crazy boy you need some help.

$80,000+ in debt or about $40,000, I think you know which one I'm choosing.

This show makes my day.

My passport expired. My mom was really worried because tommorow were flying to North Carolina and she thought they would reject my only legit form of ID, which is my passport. I wasn't to concerned because we weren't flying out of the U.S but she got me all worked up and I was freaking out. I called the place all panicked and asked if they wouldn't let me board due to an expired passport and if it was okay if I use my school ID, birth certificate, and social security card. They guy made me feel like an idiot. He gave the blunt response of, "yeah you can", but he said in a tone like duh you can what kind of question is that. So i was like alright thanks asshole I'm just trying to be on top of things here. I didn't actually say that but it's what I was thinking. I kind of wish I had the balls to say that. Anyways, what I learned from this whole situation is that I should have gotten my drivers license because that would have been a legit form of ID and would have not been expired by now.  However, I have no interest in learning how to drive and will just get my passport renewed.

My character has started her twitter. She really not in to the whole social media business. But she in love and what's to be able tell all her friends at the same time. She doesn't put many updates because she doesn't own a computer and usually does this at her public library. 
Creating this character in real time has been hard. I know she not the social media type so it's hard to "make" her that type. As I'm going along I'm still trying to figure out how to stretch this story out. It's kind of like I have to slowly evolve into this character to make this seem real. Hopefully, I'll be able to do that. 

         This quarter in art class has been all about perspective. We did small practice drawings to get us started, and then we moved onto our project. The project was a drawing of one of the walls in art class in detail.

            The first drawing that we practiced with is the box drawing. Following the rules of perspective, we drew squares and turned them into three dimensional cubes around the picture, showing the tops of those below the horizon line, the bottoms of those that are below it, the left of those to the right of the line and the right of those on the left.
            Then we drew our names in boxes to give them the right structure and drew lines to the vanishing point show the three dimensions.
            I drew the long wall in the back of the classroom. The one facing west, I think. I started by marking the vanishing point in the center of the page and drawing a box around it, whose dimensions were based on the number of ceiling tiles there were along the wall. Then, I drew the pillar in the corner by coming out onto the sidewall a bit and following the guidelines of the ceiling and letting it come back to the wall.  The tables were a bit tricky at first, especially the underneath.

            I think the hardest part of my drawing was making sure my lines were completely straight. I wanted to go by the edges of the paper to make it easier, but the paper was not edged straight so I couldn’t.

            The artwork that represented this project well was Alisha's drawing. She included clear detail and she showed perspective correctly. She even included what she could see outside the window.

Happiness in a bowl :)

Happiness in a bowl :)

​For this mini project, I did the Artist Focus. The artist that I chose to do was Andy Warhol. I am fond of the different pieces that he created, so I tried my best to recreate them. I am proud of my Mickey Mouse drawing, because I was really focused when I was doing it, so I think it turned out well. 

Original Pieces by Andy Warhol:







Recreated Pieces:

So far, I'm doing OK. I believe that I have to up my game and do more for my project. I'm excited for the ending outcome. I know that I will doing a video blog tonight and adding a few more things like songs and pictures to the blog for my characters. I hope it all turns out very well.

Here it is. France and Australia. 

Had a great time with my girls today. We had lunch chatted and than we went home. What more can I say they will forever be my girls and above all my sisters.<333

Todas las personas tienen una obligación moral de denunciar los crimenes porque es la cosa derecha hacen. Muchas personas tienen miedo cuando ellos vistan los crimenes entonces, ellos no ayuda. No creo la mamá de Pablo fue criminal tanto como fue criminal su papá porque ella tiene miedo de la papá y ella no quiero rompe su familia. La evidencia es la herida.

After completing this assignment, I realized that the average life of a 12 year old boy in Venezuela is much different from what my life was like when I was 12. For one most 12 year olds in Venezuela work in order to help provide for their family. When I was 12, working was the last thing on my mind. I also was surprised that in Venezuela, most schools began session at noon and ended around 6:00pm. I thought that this was interesting because the high kidnapping rate should have enforced school officials to change school hours. I expected to find that the kids would have some sort of labor once in throughout their day because I normally read about child labor in South America. I think that when a Venezuelan Boy is 40, he would have more work ethic because he began working at such a young age. That's the only thing that I believe will remain the same. 70% of college students in Venezuela will become the most wealthiest people in their country. 

There's not much to wirte about these days anymore..

I had a great talk with my dad a few days ago about honoring parents and living right. I love that man, no matter how much he gets on my nerves. I'm blessed to have him

I haven't been sick in so long, but unfortunately today I woke up with a really high fever, a sore neck, a head that felt like it was a million pounds, a really sore throat, and weak knees. 
Thank you, sinus infections. 

I basically slept until 12, then realized I had work to do. Ugh. 

Oh, the concert last night was AMAZING. 
The absolute best concert I have ever been to in my life. 
Hands down. 

This is directed towards Freda:
Freda, I just read your really long post about you and Sam and I wanted to say that really made me look up to you. It's nice to know that you're happy and that you don't care what others think of your relationship. The fact that you were so open within that post showed me how strong of a person you are. I hope others look up to you someday because the world needs more people like you. <3. 

Great I'm starting to sweat again.. I think this fever keeps coming back ):

Well things have gone a tad awry. My character has deviated a bit from the scheduled plot line. I would like to say that this is me attempting to add authenticity to my her- "she needs to get acquainted with the website before she starts making such personal revelations"- but in truth it is because I forgot that this was just a character in a story. I enjoy the gal, now I need to start telling her predetermined tale. On the bright side of this accident, I think I can comfortably say my character is a great deal more "fleshed out" than she might otherwise have been and we are able to see more her relationship Merriweather a.k.a. the "Anonymous Asshole."
All in all, I am enjoying it immensely.