Buzzz..

Wasps. Hornets. Wood Bees. Ground Bees. Bumble Bees. Carpenter Bees. Honey Bees.

Those are some of the different kinds of bees flying about the world. The one that I'm dealing with is Yellow Jackets. It all happened yesterday when I was trying to help my mom out by weeding her garden. I was pulling some weeds by this fence we have in the garden when the next thing I know my thumb started stinging and getting swollen. I immediately run to my little brothers swimming pool and stick it in the cold water. My mom and I went back to where I had been gardening and we saw a whole army of Yellow Jackets buzzing around the ground where its nest was. I guess I can say I got very lucky. I could have gotten stung by 20 of them but instead I only got it once. Seeing them there buzzing around, I grew an instant hatred for them and wanted my revenge. After getting stung I decided it would be better to stop weeding and go mow the lawn. The whole time my thumb was throbbing in pain, swollen and itchy. Later that night, I was putting some medicine on the sting and I was thinking, the bee only did that so I would stay away from him and his home/family. I applied it to my life and if someone was, deliberate or not, damaging my home or messing with my family, I would want to do something about it too. I don't blame the bee for stinging me. To him, I'm just a big, huge monster trying to destroy his home. Later when my dad came home from work, he brought some chemical killer to put on their hive. Looks like they won't be stinging anyone anymore.

Wanna Know A Secret? :)

10 things that 97.6% people don't know about me:

1. I have a really bad habit of biting the inside of my lips. I've been trying to stop ever since I went to the dentist a few weeks ago because they said I could higher my risk of mouth cancer.

2. I really wish I was good at writing and taking pictures.

3. I really want to adopt an Asian and African American kid when I grow up. I don't really have any legit reasons for wanting to adopt them without sounding creepy, haha.

4. I really want to like drinking iced tea. My mom told me a story about when my grandparents first met, my grandpa would go over to my grandmas house to have dinner and he never like the Puerto Rican food they made but after making himself eat it 6 different times, he liked it the 7th time. So I started drinking iced tea everyday and I'm hoping by the 7th time I'll like it. :)

5. When I was in 4th grade, I was best friends with 2 girls and 3 guys. We all decided we should have nicknames so we came up with: Big Mama-Veronica, Tugboat-Maggie, Chip monk-Grady, Gabriella-Gabe, Korky-Kory and I was stuck with Fruit Cake. It was a dreadful name.

6. Some Pet Peeves: crooked picture, overused quotes, loosing in a sport, slow texters, being dirty, drama.

7. I really like Paris Hilton. I think shes fabulous and gorgeous and I wanna meet her someday :)

8. I wear the same wristbands everyday. Each of my best friends gave them to me. I have 5 in total: 3 being silly bands and 2 are beaded. ♥

9. A lot of teenagers hate their parents. I personally have an amazing relationship with mine, especially my mom. My mom is without a doubt my best friend and I don't know what I would ever do without her. I look up to her in so many way, shes just an incredible women.

10. This was probably one of the hardest things I have ever had to do, haha.

You Are The Pilot To Your Own Plane & Its Up To You To Decide Which Direction

Reality sure has a way of hitting you all at once. Seems like just yesterday I was just starting high school, my period, and having a bigger interest in guys. But that was back in 2008 and this is 2011. I'm going to be starting my senior year in a month and I feel like I have accomplished anything. The first two years of high school I just didn't care about anything except what I wore, friends and boys. My junior year I started buckling down and got serious. Not with just school but with sports, mainly basketball, and boys, finding out who my true friends were and realizing none of the other stuff mattered. It wasn't until a few days ago I was talking with my mom that I realized I never really accomplished anything the 3 years I was in high school. I have never had a job, driver licence, car, I played sports but it was more because my friends did and not because I wanted to try to get a possible scholarship to play in college. Now I'm a senior, my gpa ended up being a 3.0, which I could have easily gotten at least a 3.5 if I would have tried the first 2 years of high school, and I might be getting looked at by 1 college to play basketball for them. I had so many hopes and different things I was planning on accomplishing my senior year and none of them will be getting accomplished. Life isn't about finding yourself, life is about creating yourself. So far I haven't been doing such a hot job at creating myself the way I invisioned. But thats why God gave us such a long lifetime because if we had a short lifespan there would be little hope for anyone with as much messing up and redoing people do. I realized you will make more mistakes than you anticipate and yes you will stumble and fall under temptation and its up to you to make changes and decide how you want to live your life. I started off thinking, "Why didn't God make me realize these things before my last year in high school?" I should really be thanking him because most people don't realize they are going down the wrong path until they are in college or even when they are going on 30. I have the choice to make the best out of my last year or gripe and complain because its not how I planned. Well life has a funny way of making unexpected changes, good or bad. Its up to me to work hard, play hard and buckle down..time to make the rest of my life.

The Work of My 6 Year Old Brother

I don't have much in my life that I'm very sure about or that I decide I want to pursue. The one thing I do know I want to accomplish is being some type of artist. Every creation I make, whether it was on purpose or pure luck, I believe makes me stand out not only as a person but an artist. Art allows you to express yourself in so many ways whether its through paint, clay or your body. In my brothers case, it was through makeup. Watching him paint each stroke on my face, how concentrated and particular he was made me feel like I was giving him that opportunity to express himself. I gave him dark, medium and light shades of purple and blue eye shadows and different color lip sticks. He started off only using the light shades and no lip stick. I interpreted that as he was unsure and not confident in what he was trying to create. After covering my face with what seemed to be invisible makeup, he started using the darker shades and the red lipstick and just went to town. By the end of the make up session I turned out looking like a painted canvas and my brother was a very satisfied artist.

Just Go With It...

A lot of people believe that living life is about doing the craziest, most spectacular thing a person is capable of doing. I have a different opinion. Life is ultimately about finding a purpose here on Earth. Everyone is always searching for a purpose to live, to work hard, to fit in. Life is about being the person you want to be, not anyone else just to please someone. It means taking chances that might not work out in the end and if it doesn’t, at least you can learn from your experience and move on. Life is about conquering your biggest dreams and ambitions. Cherish every moment, every second you are alive because you could be gone in a blink of an eye. You only get one chance at life..so take advantage of it :)