Women-Men Relationship

One of the most controversial themes of the actual humanity is the women-men relationship, and that’s, most of the time, because of the maleness and the feminism. In general, men hate feminism and women hate maleness. The ironic thing in this issue is that one cause the other, in other words, maleness cause feminism and feminism causes (sometimes) maleness. Everybody has a little bit of that in theirselves; It’s natural, but it cause problems and discussions when people (men-women) talk about it. Always, one of them wants to have the reason and show that his/her gender is better than the other.

            The battle between women and men has always been, and will always be, in the world, because men want to prove that they’re better than women and women want to prove that they’re equal or better than men. The reality is that women and men are equal, want it or not, both are able, except for the menstrual period and pregnancy process of the women, of course, to create, use and make the same things.

            Also, men and women have a totally different point of view for everything. While women want to be loved and treated with sweetness and kindness, men, want to be (sexually talking) with them, and nothing more. Normally, men doesn't want to be "sweet" in that way, and that's one of the reasons why women doesn't want to have sex most of the time, and say that men only want sex for sex and no love. I think that’s the biggest problem between men and women, and it’s because no one takes the time to understand the other and listen what does he/she wants and hope from them.

My philosophy of life

For this entry, my teacher asked me for my philosophy of life and I have to confess that I had to think so much about it to find and answer that help me to do this work, but after a couple of days I did it.

Philosophy means “love for wisdom”; but, philosophy of life, means to have a happy, healthy and satisfied mind, is to have our own point of view of our life and of how is better to live it and, for some people, enjoy it.

My philosophy of life is “Do what you love; love what you do”. I think that everybody wants to do what they love in life, but not everybody have the courage to fight for it. I really don’t know how some (or so much) people live their life doing or working in things that they, sincerely, hate. For example, the teacher that does not like children… How can you wake up in the morning to go to your work as teacher when you don’t like children and that’s the less that you want to do? I don’t understand it, well, not at all.

I does not work yet, but I don’t want to work in something that I dislike. That would be like betray myself! In my case, I really love to write poems and stories, and people say to me that I’m good at it, so I want to do something with that talent that I have. One of my aspirations is to write a book about some experiences of my life; but until I do it, maybe,I will try to work in an editorial house or something like that.

My philosophy of life is “Do what you love, love what you do”, for that I will fight in my life: for doing what I really love and not what I dislike or what someone tells me to do.

Senior 2012

New year, new begginning... This years is the final of a chapter of our lifes. Enjoy it! Because you're senior once in a lifetime. 

Marc Anthony

Marc Anthony, or Marco Antonio (his real name), was born on September 16, 1968 in New York. He is an American singer of Puerto Rican descent; their songs are from salsa, bolero and pop. On February 28, 2009 was presented for the first time on stage at the International Song Festival of Viña del Mar in Chile, being the greatest artist. In his private life have been many events, all of the passion fruit distills in his songs. After a relationship with Debbie Rosado (a NYPD) a daughter Arianna, a key element in the life of Marc and that he wrote a song: “My Baby You”. Mark Anthony is an actor too. He recorded a movie with Jennifer Lopez about Hector Lavoe life. He was married with Dayanara Torres with who he had two children. In February 2004 he married Jennifer Lopez, and until today he still married with her, and they had twins. 

2nd Semester

In this second semester I want to learn more English, to speak, understand and write more English. I really want to, because I’m planning to go to the United States, maybe in a few years. I know that I’m good speaking English, but I want to be better. I want to be able to make a good conversation easily. In few words, I want to be able to speak fluent English. I hope I can do it. Wish me luck! 

In 20 years from now, what song will I remember and why?

That’s a really good question, hard to answer. I can’t answer it whit just one song. One of them is You're not sorry of Taylor Swift, because that song inspired me to write a story for a work of Literature class the last year. The story was simply amazing, although I say so. I’m sure that I’ll never forget that song; is sad, I know, but is one of my favorites.

          The other songs that I’ll remember is Your Guardian Angel and Facedown of The red jumpsuit apparatus. That songs change my way to see the world. The first one is very special to me, is an awesome song; I cried the first time I heard it. And the second one change, more than the first one, change my mind. That song describes very well the life of many women that are battered by the men, something that called my attention.

          And the last songs that I’ll remember are Bring me to life and My Immortal of Evanescense and Nobody`s Home of Avril Lavigne. I know they’re sad songs but I feel identified with them. There was a time in my life, it was about 2 years ago, when my life was a complete disaster and these are the songs I heard in that moment of my life.

           There are more songs that I can put in here, but I just don’t remember all right now, maybe later I’ll put them in another post, but this is all for now. 

 

Special Pet [Sept. 1]

A pet is a domesticated animal kept for companionship or amusement. Everybody, even when it was once in a lifetime, has a pet, a special pet; you can have so many pet, but there’s one that is special for you, the one that you love the most, the one that you love to be with, the one that you trust your most hidden secrets, the one with who you talk everyday believing that he/she can understand you. I had a special pet too, but I lost him.

          His name was “Peluche”, he was a little boy, a puppy, when I had him. He was one of a pair of puppies that my mother’s dog, “Peevee”, had. My mother’s said that Peluche was me in dog, I think she was right. Peluche was a little lazy, cute, quiet, friendly, shy, small, intelligent, etc.; but “Shan”, his brother, was totally different. Shan was active, pretty, noisy, pompous, silly, etc. They were very, very, very different, like my sister and me; they were us in puppies. I loved Peluche so freaking much; he was my only friend when I was a child.

We passed all the day playing, running and sleeping together, but all that changes one day. My grandma’s dog died, and she was very sad so I ask her if she wants Peluche, leastwise I’ll see him monthly, but she denied my offer. In a way, that make me happy because Peluche would stay with me, but in other way, I felt sad for my grandma. Peluche and I were happy together. One day that Peluche and Shan was with their mother, a man with his son comes to Ita’s house (Ita is my mother’s mother) and the boy saw them. He tells his father that he wants one, and his father told it to Ita, so Ita called me. I go with them and saw the boy with a sad face.  Ita ask me, in front of the boy and his father, if I can give Peluche to the boy. I was in shock with her question; the man and his son staring at me. I stammered a yes, without knowing what I was saying because I was still in the shock. The boy smiled and jumps happily, his father smiled too and go whit the boy for my puppy. I saw when they go with my puppy in the hands of the boy; a few of minutes after they go, I go to my bedroom and started to cry. That’s was one of the worst days of my life. Even when I remembered it, I can’t avoid the tears.