only paper work

Based off of actual events observed in a police ride along, names were changed for protection.

 

Officer Daniels and his partner Woods were first on scene. The call came in about 8 minutes ago, the call first went to dispatch, who put it out as a priority a minute and a half later. It was a domestic dispute at first, but one of the suspects broke a bottle and slashed the other open. Daniels rushed to the house, the door was already open and there was a man standing there with a broken bottle in his hand, Daniels pulled his tazzer out and aimed it at the man “Put the bottle down now!”

            The man listen to him, but said no words. “Turn around, keep your hands up” Daniels continued. He took his cuffs off, and cuffed the man, who Daniels noticed was bleeding from the hands. Daniels partner went inside the house to deal with the other suspect. The ambulance pulled up and the medics rushed into the house while Daniels examed the mans hand. His partner Woods came out to recap the situation.

            “man insides cut up pretty good, he needs to be rushed to the hospital, mom only speaks Spanish, but the her little girls speak English pretty well, told me they always do this shit, the fight started over a game controller”

            “It’s always the stupid stuff huh?” Daniels answered. Woods nodded

            “I just feel bad for the poor girls, the one has to be about 14, their real upset”

            The medics moved the second suspect out into the ambulance, and Daniels put the cuffed man in the car. “he is going to need medical attention Woods, can you wait here until the sergeant pulls up, I’m sure he can give you a ride”

            “sure, but does that mean I get all the paper work too?”

            Daniels laughed “nah, just get what info you can, I got the paper work”, Daniels put the man in the back of his car, and got in the driver seat. “god damn paper work” he laughed, as he drove off, looking back into the mirror as he pulled away from the house, the house with the two little girls, and the blood on the game controller.

Dread

​I have a feeling of dread and I can't figure out the cause. I feel like i'm forgetting something extremely but for the life of me can't discern what it is. It's slowly driving me insane. I want to lay down and stop thinking about things that matter but the nagging in the back at my head at this unknown problem is consuming.

Trosario Art 2 'How To'

This project was to find a 'How To' online and follow the directions. For mine I recreated Flowers made out of Tissue paper and chenille sticks. When reading the instructions I learned how to make an accordion fold and what happens when you mix different color papers.
Photo on 2011-04-24 at 16.08
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Photo on 2011-04-24 at 16.09

Tumblr

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE TUMBLR.

 I made one a long time ago but didn't know how it worked so I just quite it, so august I think I gave it another try and now i am absolutly in love with it. Its a place where you can totally express your inner most deepest secrets through pictures text, videos, audio or quotes. Its an opprutunitly to meet new people and network. For example one of my favorite blogs, is a girl from Australia, things like that amaze me. Smh this technology sure is a nifty thing lol.


Spring Break

My spring break was cool, really calm and chill. I spent almost the whole break over my cousin house and she got me thinking.

 I am really going to college. Like its not a game anymore, this is for real. This is real life and the near future. This means new friends new faces new experiences and new memories that are to be created.

We always were talking about fake friends and grimy people in our lives. I had to think, I never really got that close to anybody for them to "snake" me, but she had me rethink a lot of recent things that happened before I left for spring break.

 So all in all, the time for cutting ppl completely off is here and more apparent than ever

Easter Sunday

7:00 am- Woke up

9:00 am- Got to work

10:am- Bored 

!2:00 pm Lunch Break

3:30pm- Got of work

4:00pm- Got home

4:45pm- Left for godmom's house

5:15pm- Arrived at her house

5:20pm- Filled my tummy with yummy food

5:50pm laid down 

6:53-9:15pm- Family time

10:00pm- got home and talked to my boo

10:57pm- Still on the phone

E4 25/04/11 Auto-evaluacion (narratives)

Por favor, mándame tus respuestas por email.

En cuanto tu español este semestre...

1. ¿Cuáles son tus puntos fuertes (strengths)? ¿Cuáles son tus puntos débilies (weaknesses)? Se puede usar la criteria en la rúbrica de Responsibilidades Estudiantiles.
2. ¿En qué quieres mejorar (improve) en tus últimas semanas de tus estudios de español aquí? ¿Cómo vas a hacer para mejorar tu español?
3. ¿Qué quieres aprender todavía?


Lo que respondes aquí va a aparecer en tu "narrative."

Easter Traditions (2/24)

​So today was Easter. Being Polish honestly needs to come with a instruction manual. Or at least being me. There are so much traditions that Polish people unlike a lot of Americans that I see in the US. I had to dress up for a freaking breakfast. I wore a really nice long sleeve shirt with black jeans and dress shoes to a 9am breakfast. We prayed for about 10 minutes before sharing piece of a holy egg. Then we brought out a lot of traditional food like tartar (Grinded up raw meat with a lot of spices in it), lots of holy egg, lots of holy bread and FISH. I strongly dislike fish. I personally follow the traditions as lightly as possible (parental conditions permitting). Then I have to dress up the same way for dinner. Mind you it is hot as balls with jeans on at this point. It was not comfortable what so ever. I could not relax much as there was always something to do around the house... I could not have a social life because it was not allowed.... Its definitely a sacrifice I have to make however in the end the family cohesiveness is worth it. I live a strange life sometimes. Traditions make me go pray on Halloween night instead of trick or treat. Make me eat weird Polish food that I dont even have an appetite for on Christmas and Thanksgiving. However they also allow me to have a great time, particularly around New Years Eve. Ups and downs. 

Spring Break

The ultimate sign of a good spring break: no wasted days. I was all over the east coast this past week, doing everything from partying at Penn to visiting family in NY to going to the beach with friends. This was by far the best spring break I've had throughout my time in high school. That was, until, I realized we still had stories due during that time. I honestly had no time to post stories during the week, and I know my grade may suffer for it, but it was worth it.

Playing guitar.

​After 4years i decided to pick guitar again cause the teacher i had before hand didn't really teach me he just told me what i was doing wrong then would jam out and play for 5 minutes before i could fix what i was doing wrong. so i told my friend that i was gonna play again and he told me i could'n't because people with small hands are bad at guitar or will never be able to play guitar fully. that only made me mad and more determined. I also broke my E-string tuning it.

Is a cat worth it? (4/23)

Some useful information that you would need to relate to this incident in anyway is that my mom is a animal lover and sometimes I get the feeling that she care more about our 2 cats then she does about my own self. Anyway the day was great, i came home from work tired but happy for some reason. My mom was out and about doing her own things and for a second she steps out to smoke a cigarette. My dad comes home happy because he had a lot of business that day, but as he comes home he steps on my cats tail and all you hear thorughout the whole house is a loud shriek, the usual of what happens when someone steps on our cats tail. All hell breaks loose with that shriek. My mom rushes in the house hitting my dad because he got furious at the cat and attempted to kick it. They yell and argue for the next 30 minutes. Im stuck in the middle and I can not even ask for a sandwich (I had to make it myself :/) because everyone was in a bad mood. All because of a damn cat. So who should i put the blame on here? My mom for being such a caring person (too caring), my father for having such a temper with the cat and trying to kick it, or the damn cat which should not of been standing by the doorway in the first place. Ugh.