Reading Reaction "One Man's Kids" - - Unit 4

I am an S.I. (Supplemental Intruction) at Butte College; I help people better understand the course that they are taking. I show up in their class as a regular student, and after class; I have weekly meetings three times a week to all that need help in that certain course. As an S.I. I have to wait in the meeting room until someone shows up. Usually no one ever shows, so I never have anything to do while I'm working. Although, when I am at work; and I have nothing to do, I usually do multiple tasks to keep me busy, such as:
-Listen to music on my Zune
-Do homework
-Study for my classes
-Draw on the white board
-Write in cursve ( I know...kinda of wierd!)
-Sleep(my fav.)
-Watch people as they walk by the meeting room
-make phone calls (that's if I get reception)
-Talk to people I know that I see pass by
-Talk to myself (if no one is around...and once again...I know, I'm weird)
And that should probably keep me busy for the hour that I'm waiting for someone (no one) to show up.

My Hometown

I was born and raised in Chico, Ca. I love Chico, not only because I was born here, but because of the history, landscape, and just the people that live here in Chico. At most cities, if someone were to say hi to someone else, they get a strange look on their face, as if saying, "I don't know you, why they hell are you saying hi to me!" kind of look. People here in Chico are nicer than any other place. Even if you don't know the person that you pass by in Chico, you can still wave or say hi to them, and you too will get a nice greet in return.
The history that Chico has is just unbelievable. Even though I've lived here my whole life, I didn't know much about Chico history until recently. A man from So Cal came to Chico about a year ago, to learn about the history of Chico. Of course, everyone in Chico knows about John Bidwell, the man who discovered Chico. Most people don't know, but Mr. Bidwell had all this land and he donated part of his land to go to the parks we have to day; which by the way, Chico has one of the biggest parks in the US, and land for our college Chico State University to go on. Also some other history about Chico, is there was a man that went to Chico State, he dropped out to invent beer; which is now known as Sierra Nevada. All of Sierra Nevada beer is brewed here in Chico at the Sierra Nevada Brewery. Everything made to perfection and home-grown plants to help make the beer.
As for the landscape; Chico is known for having the most greenery. I love Chico, becuase through out the seasons, no matter what Chico looks like, everything still looks beautiful. My favorite part of Chico is driving down Esplanade in Autumn and Spring. Esplanade always looks beautiful around that time. I'm proud to be a Chicoan

Deserted Island

Being on a deserted island would get a little lonely if I were by myself, so if I were on a deserted island, I would bring my best friend, Katie Romer, and basically everyone I know. Katie and I have known each other since we were in 8th grade. We have been through everything together. She is my other half, as she says, "We're basically attached at the hip!" I would bring everyone i know, only because there has to be more people on the island, then just my best friend and I. Not only would I bring my best friend along, but I would also bring my Zune with it's whole system. I love music and I would not be able to live without it. The last thing that I would bring, is an endless supply of food and water. You can't survive in an island if you don't have food and water. So, of course, that would be the last thing that I would bring with me, if I was on a deserted island

Giving What Is Needed

If I had the time to volunteer, I would volunteer to many places that I could. First off, I would volunteer at the Butte Humanes Society in Chico. I love being around animals; especially dogs. I would want to groom, walk, and play with the animals. And of course I guess I could do the usual clean of their "left-overs." Another place that I would like to volunteer at; is to help in the Special Olympics and work with the Mentally Challenged. My mother's friend, Thea, is mentally challenged; and I love her as if she was my aunt. I've known her since I was born. She is in the Special Olympics, and she has always told me that I would do well in helping others; just like her. Another place, would have to be the the elderly. I would want to go there and help them with whatever they need. Either it is just to keep them company or just to help and take care of them. The last place that I would want to volunteer at is a hospital with the children who have had or is going through cancer. I want to be the person that they look up to as a role model. I want to play a part in their life as their friend or their big sister.

Reading Reaction: "I Wish" -- Unit 3

When I was younger, I remember going camping to The Potato Patch with my family, my aunt, uncle and my cousins. We would go at the beginning of summer and had so much fun. On our way there, I would always like to lie in the back of the van (they had a very big van) and watch the sky as we drove to the camp site. It was like staring at huge cotton balls floating in the sky. My cousin and I would always just lay there and try to identify all the different designs that we could see in the sky. One time we went, I remember we were at a rest stop, my uncle and my boy cousins got out to use the restroom (we were in the middle of nowhere in the forest) while my aunt, my cousin Lucia and I stayed in the car. I suddenly saw my uncle and my cousins running back to car, with terror on their faces: They were being chased by a bear! I have never seen them so scared; it was a big laugh for me.
Once we got to the camp site, we all set up our tents. Our spot was the best of from all other sites. We were right by the river and restrooms. It was always fun to unpack everything. Everyone would race, to see who could get all their stuff unpacked first, and whoever won would get to have his/her choice for dinner; my uncle always won!
My favorite part about going camping was that my uncle would take his 4-wheelers and we'd all get to go 4-wheeling around the forest. I also enjoyed going fishing, having a camp fire and of course; taking a swim in the river. I don’t know why, but these were my favorite events, probably because they were different. I will never forget the times we all went and I recommend camping to everyone to especially at the Potato Patch.

Difficult...Just Simply Difficult!

To most people, making a difficult decision isn't usually school related. For me, it was. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do with my life; basically school wise. I wasn't sure if I REALLY wanted to be an Architect, Plastic Surgeon, or an Interior Designer. It was just hard for me, becuase my life so far came so fast. I wasn't sure what to do, and what to think about. All I knew was that I was going to be a Senior in high school in 2006 and I didn't have a plan for myself. I wanted to have a plan, but then I took a class called Engineering & CAD I. I had so much fun that class. Not just interacting with the students and my teacher, but the actual subject. It interested me so much that I finally decided that, that is what I want to do with my life when I go to college.
Now, I'm finally in college; and I know what I want to d0. The hard part, is getting there. I know that it will be a long time for (since I'm planning on getting my PhD) me to be able to acheive my goal, but I am determinted to get there.
To most that probably isn't a difficult decision to make, but it is for me.

Changing laws

So far, my feelings towards our laws are fine by me. I really can't think of any law(s) that I would like or could change, but I figured that if I just started typing and thinkging that is would just come to me. Alright, I finally have one; I would like to change some of the laws of driving. Why does it matter if someone does a California roll?! At least they paused, and most likely they looked before they went, that's probably why ther person driving went before completely stopping. It's just dumb when the police pull you over just becuase you made a California roll when there isn't anyone around or even on coming traffic. It's just ridiculous. I really can't think of anything else; there are really no other laws that I would want to change. So, this is the end of my journal number 16

Of All Vacations

This summer in August, I'm going to Mazatlan, Mexico with my family. I've never been out of the states, out of the country; the farthest that I have ever gone was L.A. So this summer IS going to be my dream vacation. I will be staying at a resort in Mazatlan. I'm only going to be there for a week, but I want to make feel like I've been there for years. The main thing that I am looking forward to, is site seeing. I want to see all the different architecture, I want to see all that has been done in this part of Mexico. I want to go scuba-diving, snorkeling, and of course; go to the disco tecs and dance. Since I will be there with my family, my little sister; Selinna and I will go to the street markets and go shopping for hours...looking for the cutest summer dresses, the most gorgeous hand-made jewelry, and most of all (what my sister loves) shopping for purses.
I would then want to go to the beach with my little brother Matthew, hang out and possibly learn how to surf. I can just smell the salty air from the ocean's breeze blowing in my face. I want to experience everything that I can there. I want to taste all of the different ethnic foods, from the sweetest of the sweets, to the spiciest food you'll ever taste. I want to be able to experience actual fun with my family, actually be a family again. All of us hanging out together as one. All of us going out to the town for dinner, watching the Flamenco Dancers dancing on the floor so fast and vividly. I want to be able to here the Mariachis playing their beautiful music with there violens, trumpets, and guitars. I want my whole family to remember this week for the rest of their lives. I'm hoping to have the best time of my life in Mazatlan, and the best part is that I get to experience it with my family!

Being Remembered

I would want to be remembered as the person everyone liked, not the person everyone hated (I'm sure everyone wants that). I want to be remembered as the girl who was always fun to be around, always had her funny, but memorable, blonde moments (no offense to any blondes). I want people to know that I was a good friend; that even if I was down the street from them or even across the U.S. I was still there for them. I want to be remembered as the one who loved as much as she was loved. I want to be remembered as that quite girl but once you got her out of her shell, she was the happiest and most enjoyable person to be around. I want people to remember that, once we become good friends, there's no looking back, I'm with you forever. I want to be remembered as the girl who never worried so much as to what other people thought about me, that I lived life in the moment and didn't let anyone get in my way of living life in the moment. I want to be remembered as a daughter, a friend, an older sibling, and a dedicated student.

Life in 20 yearss

in 20 years, I see myself making my dream come true. I will be with my husband, and my five children. I will still be living in Chico, close to all of my family members and hopefully my friends. My father and I will have your family business open already. It will be our Engineering, Architecture, and Interior Designing business. My father as the Engineer and I, as the Architect and Interior Designer. Since, now I am 18; I will be turning 38 in 20 years. My family and I will spend my 38th birthday in the Carribeans. Of course, I will still be really close to my little siblings, which is crazy right now. Just thinking about how old my little brother and sister will be in 20 years. My little brother, Matthew, will be 34. And Selinna will be 33 in 20 years. It's just crazy thinking about it. I don't want them to grow up. As I was saying though, we will still be very close. As for my mother, she is my best friend. And she would be coming along with us for my birthday as well. Ahhhh....just thinkg about how my life might be in 20 years is just crazy. I don't like thinking about it, so...I'm just going to leave it as that!

Reading Reaction: I Feel In Love, Or My Hormones Awakened

When I first felt older, was when i was 11 years old and my parents finally let me babysit for the first time. But before all that, before I was actually able to babysit, I had begged my parents for weeks. I knew that if I could babysit, I knew my parnets would start to treat me like a grown up. So for awhile I did extra chores, kept my room clean, did my homework, did good in school, and the most important; took care of my dog. Taking care of my dog showed a lot to my parents; that I could babysit after many weeks of hard work.
One day I heard something that changed my life, my father said, " Prisilla, we're going out, so behave and take good care of Matthew, and Selinna." When I heard that it made me the happiest person ever, especially since I finally felt like an adult.

Change?!

When I was a child, the world was completely different for me. I was able to do what I wanted, be a kid, didn't have to do much, and I didn't have all the pressure and stress I get now. For me, going to college has changed my world big time! I have a lot more to do, such as work and school That's really all I ever have time for now a days. One thing that I that I do remember when I was child was that the gas was so CHEAP! I wish that it was still cheap. Gas prices are just ridiculous!
I also wish that I had more time to have fun; instead, of work and school. Also having to pay for bills is a pain, but it's life. Some things, though, that aren't so bad about change is that I get to drive, which I love doing, it's hard to explain what the good changes, I'm sure some people would agree. It's just SO much easier to list all of the bad stuff.

Let's Play Barber Shop!

As a child I was a wild one. I was always outside playing, running everywhere, and getting into mischief. To some people this wouldn't seem like a favorite childhood memory, but it's just so hilarious to me that it IS my favorite childhood memory.
When I was 5 years old, I had long black hair down to my bottom. My best friend at the time was my neighbor, Candy, and she had long platinum blond hair down to her bottom. Well, one day we were really bored and couldn't find anything to do. We had gone through every room in my house, climbed every tree in our yards, went down to the creek looking for frogs and toads, and we even went and played with our other neighbors farm animals and we ended up in our fort in my backyard right next to our garden. As we were sitting there thinking of what to do, I noticed from the corner of my eye, something that was fire-truck red. It was my dad's giant garden scissors.
I went and grabbed then and said, "Let's play barber shop!"
In our backyard we had trees that had a pine cone shaped body on the top of a branch and on the every tip of the pine cone looking thing were long green pine leaf looking things, they were our costumers!
We were so excited, but of course, we later on got bored and wanted something else to cut. So Candy said, "I'll cut your hair, don't move!" so we played barber shop with one another. I remember her cutting one chunk of my hair at a time; I watched it fly down slowly to the ground, like snow. Every cut she made caused our smiles to get bigger. Once she was done my hair was all uneven, my bangs started from my eyebrows and the other sides of my bangs were about 2 inches higher. The back of my hair looked like a roller-coaster, a never ending roller-coaster.
Soon it was Candy's turn, and the same thing happened hair fell to the floor like snow, every cut of hair made our smiles bigger, and our haircuts were like never ending roller-coasters. We finally finished and we went inside to watch some TV. As I walked in my mother walked past me and a double-take resulted. She saw what had been done; her first instinct was to cry and then came the thunder. She was mad because, my long hair was gone! Candy's mother reacted the same way. Luckily, Candy's mother worked at a salon and was able to "fix" our hair. The only thing Candy’s mother could do was make our hair boy-cut short. So from that day on, Candy and I never played with garden scissors again, plus, I wasn't allowed to touch scissors for a long time.

A Dark Rainy Day

My perfect weather is dark and rainy. I love it when it's cloudy, raining, and windy outside. Not when it's sprinkling outside, it has to be pouring rain. Not that many people know what to do when the weather is all "sad and boring," but for me, it is the perfect chance to go out and have FUN.
Well, since every year in the winter, and couple of my friends and I get together on a day like this. We bring all of our quads, trucks, and maybe our dogs. The guys bring the football, and we girls decide where we're going to go. We mostly just show up at Mudd Creek. Once we get there all 16 of us take turns racing on our quads in the mudd, while it's raining. It is the best thing to do when it's raining. If someones quad gets stuck in the mudd then we simply pull them out with someones truck.
The best part about this day is when every one is tired of racing each other; we play boys vs. girls’ mudd football. Which I think is the best, because we girls MAY seem very girlie and weak, but we sure can kick some butt at mudd boggin' football. Every time it rains I just think of the times we all went down to Mudd Creek to have some fun in the mudd.

My Three Famous Friends

If I could invite three famous people for dinner, I would want to invite my number one favorite guy, Jay Hernandez. Second, would be Angelina Jolie, she's my favorite actress. Third would have to be David Blaine, becuase he's an awesome magician and...well...I love magic.
The first thing that I would want to talk about is of course how does Criss his magic. Then I'm sure that i would, more then likely, ask him to perform some magic for us. Then our subject would change to Angelina, and we'd talk about her new baby, her life, and all of the movies that he's been in. Than third, I would HAVE to change the subject to Jay, and of course I'd go off about how gorgeous and beautiful i think he is and that...well....I love him, and that I'm glad that they all could join me for dinner.
Our dinner would have a varities of food. I probably would have a lot of food out like my mother always does. We only have five people on our family, yet she cooks for twenty. Well the varity of food would be from Indian, Mexican, Asian, to Italian food.
Jay Hernandez is one of my favorite actors becuase I think that he is absolutely gorgeous (and he will be my "future" husband), and I love his acting. I haven't seen all of his movies, but I have seen most of them. he has played in; my favorite movie of them all, Crazy/Beautiful, Joy Ride, The Rookie, Torque, Ladder 49, Friday Night Lights, Hostel, Carlito's Way, and the t.v. show 6 Degrees.
As for Angelina Jolie, she is my number one favorite actress. Most people don't like her just becuase they think she is fake, and becuase she took Brad Pitt, but I'm sorry to those who might disagree with me, but I think that Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt make a wonderful couple. Anyways, I love her acting, she's beautiful, and is awesome. Out of her movies I have seen; Foxfire, Gia, Girl Interrupted, Gone In Sixty Seconds, Lara Croft: Tomd Raider, Life or Something Like It, Lara Croft Tomd Raider: The Craddle of Life, Beyond Borders, Taking Lives, Shark Tale, Alexander, Mr. & Mrs. Smith.
And last but not least, David Blaine. I just love his magic. I think that his magic is the best out of all the other magicians. I also liek how he travels around the world and shows people his magic.

Reading Reactions: "When Words Get in the Way"

When I was going to High School, I decided to take Spanish. My mother speaks it has her second language, but never taught me. As a freshmen I took Intro to Spanish. I didn't know anything except "Hola." Everything about it was hard to learn, but I eventually learned more of it. There are still some words that I don't know, and that is probably all the new words that I haven't ever heard of. My first time learning to speak Spanish was hard. The hardest was having to pronounce all the words with all the accents and the rolled "R's." In the end, I finally got the reading and writing down, but not the speaking-with-other-people-who-speak-any-Spanish.

Mr. Vought

In high school I was afraid to take Economy, because I'm really bad similar subjects. I was terrified, but it was required to take Economy, and my teacher was Mr. Vought. Mr. Vought was the BEST teacher ever. He made Econ so much fun and not only that but no one looked at him like he was a teacher, students looked at him as a friend. He would always be joking around, calling people funny nicknames. I got two nicknames from Mr. Vought, Prisilla Queen of the Desert, and Poo-Poo! Pretty funny, none of the students took the names as a bad thing; we knew Mr. Vought was just kidding around. Also, Mr. Vought and another teacher of mine, Mrs. Besnard would always have little fights with one another. Mr. Vought would go into Mrs. Besnard’s class and take all of her dry-eraser pens, or go as far as "stealing" her podium.
When Mrs. Besnard wanted to get back at him, she would come over and take his FAVORITE poster of Disney Land. That always meant war to Mr. Vought. Mr. Vought was just the best teacher ever. Since I had him first period, he would take doughnuts to class or take a little class trip to the cafeteria and let all the students get whatever they wanted from the cafeteria and just spend the whole class time eating and chatting away about whatever we wanted. But there is another reason that makes Mr. Vought my favorite teacher. He was the one that helped me graduate.
I had an $18 dollar fee to pay, and all the seniors had to pay their fees or else they wouldn't be able to walk across the stage at graduation. Every senior had to have their fees paid by 3:00 p.m. Of course, of all people I had to find $18 dollars fast. I only had one dollar, I asked all my friends, I even asked people I didn't know if they could donate a dollar to a senior. No one had any money, but then I got the courage to go up and ask a teacher. I saw Mr. Vought and I asked him if he had any money and would he help me pay for my fees. He didn't have any money... but he did let me take money from his "TIPS JAR.” He had a jar in his class called TIPS and everyone would always put change in the jar whenever they felt like it.
Sure enough, I paid all of my fees, with coins! I went back with my friend Katie Romer to thank Mr. Vought, thank you for lending me the money and I told him that I would pay him back, and then Mr. Vought had to make a funny remark, "Well, I'm just glad Poo-Poo that you’re graduating, because MAN, I'm tired of having to see you everyday." And of course, in translation that meant, "You’re Welcome!" Mr. Vought is and always will be my favorite teacher of all time.

Definition of ♥

Love ♥?!
What is love ♥?
I wouldn't really know what love ♥ is. I've never been in love ♥. Probably because I'm so young at 18 and never been in a relationship.
I really don't know what to say about love ♥...I don't know anything about love ♥. But if I had to give a definition I guess it would be you’re always being kept up all night because you cannot think of anything but your hearts desire, and once you get your hearts desire, it's like your whole again. The only thing that you can think about is that person you love ♥. You always can't stop smiling, you’re always happy, always notice the meaning of love ♥ songs. You can always picture that person’s face in your head. When you’re away from that person for only a second, you feel like your going to die. And if that person loves you back, they feel the same way too.
Love ♥ is having someone, not only as your lover but your best friend. They know everything about you. They know when you’re upset, and they will don anything to make you happy again. When you cry, they cry. When you’re happy, their happy. You both complete one another and know that your soul mates.
HA...yeah, that would have to be my definition of love ♥. And once again, I'm sure most people think otherwise, but like I said, I've never been in love ♥ and that would just be MY idea of love ♥.

What's Worth Fighting For?

Fighting I usually don't do, but if it comes to my family, than I'm all down for fighting for them. I know that my family is always there for me. Family is different than friends. If you get in a fight with friends, either they don't forgive or they stop being your friends. But family, they've loved you ever since you were born, they know who you are, they know everything about, and they've been through everything with you. No matter what you do, if it's hurting a family member, or getting into a fight, your family still forgive you and still love you. I know that my family will always be there for me. When I was in high school, my best friend was Stephanie. We did everything together, and we were inseparable. When it cam to our junior year in high school, she started to hang out with the wrong crowd, and started to change like that person. One day I heard from someone that Stepanie's her new friend told her a lie about me. The first thing i thought was, "Oh, it's Stephanie, she's my best friend. She's not going to believe that stupid lie!" My intentions were wrong. Instead, she was blaming me for everything and took their side. And she never listened to me and we were never friends.
But when it came to me crying, becuase I lost my best friend over something so stupid, my whole family was there for me. No one in my family likes to see another family member cry. We're always there for one another and always there to cry on. My family was there for me. And they always have been and always will be. I feel blessed that God gave me a family that cares for me so much. Some people don't get the privlige to HAVE a family that cares for them. That is why I know MY family is worth fighting for.

Who I Admire

There is this person in my life that I deeply admire. Even though he is younger than I, he is the strongest and bravest person I know, and he is my little brother, Matthew Kapu. I love my little brother and if anything ever happened to him, I don't know what I would do. Up until my brother turned 12 he would always be the one running around and playing with all his friends; playing sports, getting hurt and having to go to the hospital for stitches. Once he turned 13 and went into 7th grade at Bidwell Junior High he started getting rashes/hives. At first we thought that maybe it was something at home that was causing him to get hives. So we went to the doctor and asked him to see what he was most allergic to so that we could fix the problem at home. They ended up sticking tiny needles on his back to determine what Matthew was allergic to. He would get scored from a 1 to 4, 4 being the highest (most allergic to) and 1 being the lowest (least allergic to). My brother was one thing: cat and dog fur.
Now this was a little odd to us, because our family has had pets for almost our whole lives! We could not figure out how he could be allergic to them. So, we decided to keep the animals outside just to try it. The following weeks came by and he still would get hives. So we finally started changing our soaps, air fresheners and everything that would possibly make Matthew break out in hives.
As the months went by, Matthew still went to school and had to come home because he had hives. Then one day, when we went to school he ended up in the hospital. His reaction to the hives had gotten so bad that it affected his airway and clogged his breathing, causing him to almost die, and this happened 10 times within 3 months. Now we were a scared. The school suggested that he be put into home schooling. They said that the school would pay for his home school and that he would get all the school’s help that he needed.
The more my brother got sick the more he slept, and the more he slept the more he didn't eat. My brother lost a total of 35lbs. I'm sure that, this was not normal for a 13 year old. My brother wasn't able to play sports outside, enjoy the outdoors, or visit his friends. He was cooped up in our house and unable to do anything but school work, homework and sleep.
I remember one night when my mom went into his room to take him some dinner, she went in and tried to get him to eat, but he was too weak to even sit up. Then my mom came out of his room crying, and I went to comfort her. I asked her what happened and she told me that Matthew had said to her,

"Mom...if I die, can you promise me to never forget me? And whenever you hear my type of music, always remember me. And if I do die, don't be sad, be happy because I will always love you no matter what happens, and even if I'm dead I will always be with you. And when my time comes, don't dress me up in a suit. I want to wear what I always wear, and I want to be buried with my skateboard. I love you."

Once my mom heard him those words she promised but left the room in tears. I don't think that a mother should ever have to hear her 13 year old son say those words.
After Matthew's "episodes" at school, we ended up taking Matthew to the doctors once more to do some more testing. They did, but were unable to find out what causes him to get these "episodes."
Matthew ended up completing his WHOLE 7th grade via home schooling. After being on 10 different pills and having to take them every morning and every night we thought that maybe he would be able to go back to school. The problem was that the doctor recommended that he didn’t have to take P.E. EVER!
When it came time for 8th grade, things were looking better, except one day, he ended up having one of his "episodes." The first thing that Matthew told me was that he didn't want to do home school again. Finally, the doctor found some medication that would help Matthew get ride of the episodes. The only thing was that he would have to take this medication for the rest of his life or at least until he got better. He also had to carry an Em Pi Pin, his inhaler, and the new medication which he had to take once again every morning and every night.
So, we gave it a try and for that week nothing happened to Matthew. We had finally found something that Matthew was able to take to help him. He now, has gained his pounds back, a little on the pudgy side, he now goes outside and plays sports, hangs out with his friends, and does all kinds of the things that he used to do. He is still in 8th grade and is going to be graduating this summer and moving on to Pleasant Valley High School!
I'm just glad that my little brother was able to be strong, and get through this ordeal. Even though he was really scared because, he was fighting something that could have killed him, but he pulled through! That is why I admire and love my little brother, Matthew Kapu

Happiness

Basically there are people and sounds in my life that complete me (aka make me happy) my family, my friends, and music. When I am near my family, I am the happiest. I love my family. My family is so random, funny, NOT quiet, kind of pushy, and very lovable. Here is how it goes in our home. First off, there are my parents. It's like they say in My Big Fat Greek Wedding: "The father is the head of the family, but the mother is the neck, and the neck can control which way the head turns." Yes, that basically defines my parents. My dad MAY think he is the boss, but it's always what my mother says that goes. Then there are my little siblings, my little brother, Matthew who is 14, is the clown of the family. He's always the one cracking jokes in the family. He is just the funny outgoing slash daredevil of the family. NOW, my little sister Selinna, who is 13 years old, she has some issues: she's a major BRAT! Never, I repeat never come over to our house when Selinna has just woken up; because you will actually, get to meet Satan himself. She always has an attitude, but in-spite all of that, I still love her. And for myself, I'm the eldest, I am the one that gets blames for everything, I am the first in our family to attend college, and the one who has to ALWAYS set a good example for my little brother and sister. This takes care of the main part of my family, and I'm not going any further into the rest.
The other people that make me happy are my friends. My friends are my comfort zone, my security blanket. I'm usually with at least one of my friends every day, and if I'm not...then I've probably already talked to them on the phone, or at least communicated with them in some way. I love all my friends, and I hope to never lose them.
Last but not least, MUSIC! I love music; I can listen to any genre music. Music is the best thing in this world. It's hard to explain how I feel about music, but all i know is that no matter my mood, music is there for me to listen to.
So far in my life, the only thing that I can think of that I can do to bring more happiness into my life is to stop caring what other people think of me. I've actually gotten better at not caring what others think about me, but it does still bother me. I'm aware that sometimes, it lowers my self-esteem. So I plan as much as I do now. What people think about me is their own decision and to make my life happier to not care I choose to not be concerned about what I cannot control!

Dream Job

My dream job would be, me, having my own business for Architecture, Engineering and Interior Designing. I would be the Architect/Interior Designer and my father would be the Engineer. Of course a family business called "Kapu Co."! My father would be the head boss and I would be the "back-up boss,"I guess that's what you could call it. In this position,I would be designing the look of people's houses and I would then offer if they would like me to design the inside of their house/building. My father would be the one to do all the dimensions and watch on the site and make sure that everything is being done the way it should be. And what the best thing about my dream job is that it is what I've always been wanting to do my whole life.

Getting Most Out Of Butte College

Me being here at Butte College gives me a lot. Getting my education is the most important. i want to take all the classes that i need up until i leave/transfer to a four year college.

Another way that i get the most out of my time here at Butte is my job. I started around the end of my first semester at Butte and then went on "officially" at the beginning of this semester. My job allows me to interact with new people everyday, helps me become more of a people person, it is going to be good on my resumés, it gets me money, and since I'm S.I.ing for a Foundations of Writing class, I'm never going to forget what I, myself, learned in that class.

Not only is going to school good for my education, but I get to get out of the house. I'd rather be at Butte everyday for the rest of my life, than be stuck at home doing nothing. So I'm glad that i get to come out to Butte four times a week for all of my classes.

The last thing that I get the most out of being here at Butte, is that I work as an S.I. and of course i make money. If I never came to Butte i wouldn't be making money which I always need.

My Goals This Semester

This is my second semester at Butte College, and my first semester here went really well, but I still think that I could have done much better. This semester I am expecting to do WAY better than I did in the fall. I have many goals and expectation for this semester and as I can tell, it isn't going to be easy!
First off, I really want to pass all my class. I am trying to get my PhD, and major in Architecture, and Interior Designing. I'm going to start off my first three years here at Butte College and then transfer to a four year college (preferably Chico State).
Second, I want to try and not let my work involve with my schoolwork and study time. I really like my job, I work at Butte College as an S.I. (Supplemental Instruction). I help students who need to raise their grade in a certain course or better understand the material in that course.
Third, well this isn't really related to school, but I want to be able to get my car fixed. I dislike having to carpool with my friends when I have a car of my own. I don't want to just use all of my friends gas, I want to be able to be the driver and I don't want to have to depend on her so much.
Lastly, I want to be happy with how far I've gone this semester. I don't want to be stressed out, and worrying so much. Usually when i worry to much about school i worry myself to sick. I just want to try and take this semester at my pace that will also work for my classes.