This years District Convention marked the end of my fourth year in Key Club, and my Key Club career. It was a sad, yet fulfilling moment. It started out as something I followed my friends to, and it quickly grew into something more. I decided a lot of time and effort over my high school career to Key Club, and I haven't regretted a second of it. I have met so many amazing people, had so many unforgettable experiences, and learned so much about leadership and myself. I would like to take this time to thank those people who have made this experience such a great one.
To my family
Thank you for everything. You've always supported me in everything I did, or wanted to do. I might not always show it, but I do appreciate everything.
To the District Boards and International Boards from 2006-2010
Although I might not have meet all of you in person, or you may not know who I am, I want to thank all of you for making this organization what it is. It has grown and grown, and all Key Clubbers have worked so hard. The only reason we were able to do so is due to your leadership and passion for service. Key Club is special to me, and I know for a fact it is to you as well. I have often said that its one of the few clubs that could get "selfish" high school students to give up their weekends to clean up a park. haha but you have all taken this to a new level. You all have basically given up your life to making Key Club thrive. Flying all over the country, all over the world, missing dances, hang outs, kick backs, parties, missing class time, missing family time, the list going on and on. I can't even imagine all that you guys had to miss. Thank you for sacrificing so much to make this all possible.
To the Kiwanis
When I first joined Key Club, I never really paid attention to the Kiwanis and what they did. It wasn't until I got more involved in Key Club that I finally realized all that you do for us. I've worked with my sponsoring Kiwanis closely over the past few years, and I have to say that you all are my heroes. We've become a pretty good team, Key Club and Kiwanis. haha I feel that we've formed a tight friendship and bond. I deeply respect for all of you, and I am proud to have worked side by side. I hope that we have made an impression on you because you have definitely made an impact on me. I hope to someday be a Kiwanis, helping and working with my own group of Key Clubbers, helping them grow, as you did for me. Thank you for watching over us and guiding us in the right direction, even when it seemed like we didn't want to listen
To the past LTGs, club officers, and members of Division 25 West
You must be wondering why I am saying all of this now, even though some of you have been gone from Key Club for 4 years already. And most of you won't ever hear this. But I feel that you have a huge hand in getting me so into Key Club. Each and everyone of you has taught my something whether its how to plan out an event, get around Key Club protocol, or just how to draw on my sleeping VP's face with a Sharpie. You have each passed on your knowledge to me, whether it was about Key Club, or just about life. I still talk to alot of you, making jokes, sharing stories, discussing which Pokemon makes the best attacker. But some of you I don't talk to that often, or even at all. You have all inspired me to follow your examples and strive for success, in Key Club and out. Thank you for being a older siblings to me, not mater how annoying I got.
To my friends
Guys, we've had a blast. All of the fundraisers, cleanups, carnivals, fall rallies, etc. There are so many memories, and each one carries a story. We've had our disputes, but we've always pulled through. We've slacked off and almost missed on a few deadlines and event plans, but we've always gotten on track and gotten it done. We do things in our own style and we like it that way. Each one of us has a different personality, style, way of doing things, but despite that we've mixed beautifully. Halo, Super Smash, Left 4 Dead, Mario Kart, and of course Pokemon have been a part of almost every meeting and have probably distracted more than it should have. All of the joke and plans that fail, or when wrong make for a lot of laughs whether they work or not. But all that has done one thing. It brought us together, to the point where I feel I know everyone of your personalities like the back of my hand. We've pushed each other to new heights and brought each other up. We're all family and as we move on to the next stage of our lives, we all know we got back up. Thank you all for being my family and I look forward to our adventures ahead.
To my home club and Division 25 West
We guys are awesome. I hope that I have help all of you in any way I could. I tried to help each of you and answer all of your questions. I hope I was a good officer and made this year fun. I certain had a great time with all of you and this last year was one of the best. You all are full of spirit and you all have bright futures. I am very proud of you all. I hope I have taught you guys something and I am always here if you need any advice, Key Club or life. Thank you for being great Key Clubbers, and all I ask is that you keep the Key Club spirit alive and try to inspire others, as I have tried. I'll be checking in once in a while, so keep up the good work.
Key Club has given me so much, and I did my best to give back by providing service and spreading the Key Club way. I realize now that it is impossible. Key Club changed my view on life and how I want to go about living the rest of it. The only way to fully give back to this unbelievable organization is to keep serving, to keep leading, to keep up the great work that Key Club instilled in me. Thank you everyone, for everything.
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Thursday, April 22, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Key Club Cali-Nev-Ha District Convention 2010
Key Club Cali Nev Ha District Convention is always something that I look forward to every year and this year didn't disappoint. We were back in Sacramento this time around, which meant an 8 hour bus ride. The bus ride wasnt bad. And before you know it we were there.
We stayed at the Residence Inn, which was about 2 blocks away from the convention center. This year our room was a suite. We had 2 bed rooms, 2 bathrooms, connected by a living room area and a kitchen. We had 10 guys in our room. It was crazy at times, but fun overall. Reseda had 22 members total, 13 boys and 9 girls.
The Key Club spirit never fails to amaze me. The energy was flowing throughout the convention halls, and you could hear the cheers and feel the vibrations in the floor. On the way to workshops and getting into general sessions especially, there was alot of pushing and shoving as well as alot of spirit and cheers. Its a strange mix of good and bad, but it makes for a unique high energy environment.
Every year we have a motivational speaker, and this year that man was Keith Hawkins. Mr. Hawkins was definitely the most memorable and fun speaker that I've seen at DCON. He made some really funny jokes, played games like Simon says, and rhythm based activities. It was just alot of fun listening to him talk and interact with the crowd. The biggest thing that I took from his workshop and speech was the idea of Go Human. Go Human is like Go Green, but instead of fixing the world, its the idea that we have to fix the human race first. Go Human promotes give what you need, meaning that if you need friendship, give friendship; if you need respect, give respect; it will all come back to you. This will make our world a better place for everyone. I really agreed with and bought into the idea of Go Human.
I put in alot of time and effort into Key Club during my high school career and I think that this was a great way to end it. Key Club has given me so much, everything from experience to friends to helping me grow as a leader and person. I really hope to continue my involvement in the Kiwanis family, as well as promote Key Club to help other people gain what I did, if not more, from Key Club. Thank you Key Club and the Kiwanis Family.
APYLP 2010
So a few months ago I applied for the APYLP (Asian Pacific Youth Leadership Project). APYLP selected 50 seniors and juniors from high schools throughout California selected to participate in a unique leadership conference that will educate and nurture a new generation of aspiring political and community leaders and advocates from our Asian Pacific Islander American communities. Students will hear from dynamic speakers, actively participate in a Mock Legislature at the State Capitol and engage in conference workshops.
I was selected for the conference and I was very excited. Chris Ratana and I were the only 2 people chosen from Reseda High. We left on the plane leaving out of Burbank Airport. When we first arrived in Sacramento, it was awkward at first with everyone, but we quickly became close and comfortable. We had great advisers, they were fun and helpful and made things run very smoothly. The trip would have been great with just the people we met, but all of the workshops, activities, and the capitol building was what made it really special.
We played games that somehow connected to life lessons, and had workshops with leaders in the Asian Pacific Community. We were allowed to have a scavenger hunt in the capitol building, which btw our group won! We were allowed in the Assembly room, and we had discussions and debates in the Committee rooms, as well as on the actual Senate floor.
I met so many amazing people and had a once in a lifetime experience. I am so happy that I was able to participate in the 20th anniversary of this conference and I hope that I will be able to help the program somehow in the future.
WARNING!! Before I tell this story...I am not being racist in anyway, its just the story. lol
Ok so my room was upstairs and the balcony was facing the street. The hotel only had 2 floors. There were 3 APYLP boys' rooms in a row (2 guys per room), my room being one of them. So it was the last night we were there. Its about 1am and I just went to go lay down in bed, then I start hearing these loud sounds coming from outside. My roommate and I looked out the window and a bus had dropped off about 50-60 black people in front of this club across the street. Then more black people came out of the club and the 2 groups started fighting and eventually turned into like a street brawl. So all of us went out on the balcony to watch(6 asian kids lol). 4 police cars came and everyone dispersed in all directions and each car gave chase in each direction of the intersection. Then about 10 minutes later a firetruck and an ambulance came and parked down the street where one of the cop cars was. As we tried to extend and look at what was going on down the street, another bus came and dropped of my black people on the other side of the club. 2 black girls were arguing, coming off of the bus, and proceeded to yell at each other while walking down the street. I went inside to check my netbook to see if there was any news on what was happening, when my roommate ran back into the room and closed the balcony door, and I heard the doors of the other rooms as well. I asked what happened and he didn't know, so we waited a minute and went back outside. The guy in the next room then told me that a guy was out waving around a gun. We continued watching, and the 2 girls were still yelling and screaming. Then they got into a fist fight (punching, kicking, grabbing/ripping clothes and hair, etc). They didnt just fight on the street....they fought in the middle of the 4-way intersection! Other people from the bus were trying to pull them away from each other, but then everyone started fighting again. 2 more police cars came and officers sprayed tear gas on them, and that was the end of it. Everything calmed down at 3am. The weirdest part of the whole thing was that while all this was going on, traffic was still flowing as normal. Like cars just drove around the fighting and cop cars. They didn't even stop for the firetruck or the ambulance.
HOSA SLC 2010
It came time again for HOSA!! Wed been studying all year and it was time to show what we got. HOSA State Leadership Conference 2010 was in Ontario, CA...not Canada lol. Trust me...alot of people have asked me if it was in Canada.
Anyway, we got there at about 11am on Thursday March 11. The hotel didnt have our rooms ready, so we packed all 22 of us into 1 room. Christy, Josh, and me had the Kaiser Knowledge Exam at 1, so we changed and went, took the exam and everything was good. Then everyone had events so we all left. The rooms were ready when we cam back and it was all good.
Now in our rooms we had FOOD. Not just food....FOOD!!! Sure we had the usually snacks, chips, cup noodle, etc. Josh had his rice cooker, I had the water heater. But this year, Jiwon(1st time HOSA) brought uncooked Korean BBQ. Juile had an electric stove. So we stuck the stove halfway out the window and started cooking the meat. We had foil to catch the grease, and I was fanning the smoke and steam out the window so the room didnt smell and the fire alarm didnt go off. After 2 hours, all the meat was cooked, We ate, the room smelled like Korean BBQ for the rest of the trip.
I also brought my Nerf guns, which was fun. Kyle and I took the guns and kept barging into peoples rooms and attacking everyone and stuff. That was fun.
The biggest thing that we got into...Charades. It started out as something to fill 20 minutes, but it turned into a serious competition. First we started with basic charades. 2 teams, each team gives the other team a clue. Really basic. I left to take an exam and came back and it had transformed into a new type of charades haha. The new game was 3 people line up in a row facing each others back, the last person just looks at a wall or whatever. The clue is shown to the first person, the first person taps the shoulder of the 2nd person and the 2nd person turns around. The 1st person tries to charade the clue to the 2nd person, when the 2nd person gets it, the 2nd person taps the 3rd person then the 2nd person charades the clue to the 3rd person. The first team to get the 3rd person to correctly guess the clue is the winner. That was alot of fun, then we got back into regular charades but then it was really serious. Now you had a 1 minute time limit. If it was under 1 minute then the team gets 1 point, if its under 30 seconds then they get 2 points. If you dont know the clue or feel you cant do it, then you can pass it to a teammate, but the original person cannot help guess. We started getting really hard clues, and planning out certain clues to give to certain people, it just got really competitive.
In the actual HOSA competition, Reseda did very well. We got several medals and top 10 finishes. I got 2 top 10s. The trip was alot of fun. There was alot of drama on the trip that Im not going to get into now haha. But overall it was a great trip.
HOSA NLC 2009
I cant believe that I completely forgot to post this. I wrote it a long time ago. lol wow
HOSA State Conference was fun, but HOSA Nationals was unbelievable.
HOSA National Competition was in Nashville, Tennessee. We had 7 people on the trip, plus Mr. Urbina and his wife.
We met up at the flyaway and left from LAX. It seemed like the plane took forever to leave. But we finally got on the plane, I took a nap and woke up in Nashville haha.
We got into our hotel late and checked it. Our hotel was amazing. We stayed at the Gaylord Opryland Hotel. Since its really humid and hot in Nashville, everything we needed was in the hotel. There was a garden, forest type area, lake, waterfall, river, mall, restaurant, etc. There was even a mall under the hotel. The convention center was also in the hotel. And the hotel was domed, so sunlight could get in. The hotel was also, completely climate controlled. There was a gym and 3 pools (2 outdoor, 1 indoor). We kept getting lost at first, however we quickly figured out how to get around quickly.
There was also a deli in the hotel that was open really late, and it had the best cheesecake ever! I bought one every night lol.
We met some cool people while we were there. We traded state pins with other states (I think I have 24 state pins from all over haha). On one of the nights, Kyle, Josh and I went to the gym, across the hotel from our room. Akshay stayed in the room to study. 15minutes later Josh gets a call and tells Kyle and me that we have to hurry up and get back to the room. Apparently Akshay flooded the toilet or something. We get there and Akshay and Mr. Urbina are outside. The hotel staff is stopping the water. The water had flooded through the wall and into the room and hallway. Good thing Akshay moved all of our suits and shoes out of the closet. Apparently Akshay didnt even do anything, the waterjust started flowing out of the toliet. The hotel moved our rooms to another part of the hotel. In the new room, we flipped around the beds, so that they were facing the blank wall, not the tv. And we hooked up the projector, hung a sheet on the wall and ran the Wii, and our laptops through it. It was like having a big tv lol.
We went around Tennessee for a day, it was cool. I found out that Tennessee is really hot lol. We didnt really do too well at competition, although grace won a medal. But it was alot of fun and Nationals was a great experience.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
UC Personal Statement Version 3.0 (4th draft)
After some advice from family and friends, and after round 2 with my English teacher, Mr. Scull, I think I edited it pretty well. Hopefully it can stand its own and make a comeback in Round 3. (lol sorry for the stupid boxing metaphor). HERE'S UC PERSONAL STATEMENT VERSION 3.0!
Version Updates
Prompt #1
I always felt like I had a fine grasp on who I am. My family constantly attempted to treat me like an adult. My dad brought me to along when he would go with his friends, who are all college graduates. Just listening to the discussions really helped me build the manner in which I carry myself today. My mom was still a typical mom; spoiling me, hugging me, kissing me, but she at all times made sure I knew the rules and most of the time I followed them. My entire family tried to treat me like an adult, within reason of course. Despite growing up with all this wisdom and maturity around me, I still had a lot of difficulty deciding what career I wanted to pursue. And sure everyone says that, but I don’t mean you wanted to be a firefighter when you were 5 and now you want to be a lawyer. I mean that I honestly had on clue until my sophomore year of high school.
I enjoy meeting and working with people. I also love to help people and the community; that’s what made me join and become an officer for Key Club once I got to high school. Key Club provided me with a way to make a difference. I’ve gained so much leadership experience, made so many friends. I’ve done everything from attempting to help a child play a game to putting on a huge benefit event. Key Club made me realize that I needed a job where I could interact with and, most of all, help people. That’s how I eventually got to the idea of the medical field.
Prompt #2
Over the past few years, I’ve been around a lot of medical facilities. I’ve seen a lot of death, and learned to come to terms with the idea. But that wasn’t always the case. Needless to say, going into the medical field was not my first intention.
Early in 2006, my grandfather was in the hospital, and eventually moved to a rehabilitation center. Due to this, I had to take care of my grandmother. Although it was difficult at times, it felt rewarding being able to help her, after she helped me become the person I am today. It never felt like a chore or tedious task, but more of an enjoyable responsibility. My grandmother was then admitted into the hospital, and eventually moved into the same rehabilitation center as my grandfather. I saw as the center was understaffed and overworked. I spent a lot of time at the center and I often talked to the various doctors and nurses; I saw the difficultly in their job and watched as they took all the punches and went on with their work. I finally started to ask why they were in the medical field, and they all responded the same way. The ideal of changing lives came up time and time again. The more I thought of this principle, the more I realized how well it fit with who I am and what I want to accomplish in life. Within weeks, my grandmother went back into the hospital in severe condition. When I went to see her in the ICU at the hospital, she couldn’t talk or move; she wasn’t alert. Our family decided to just make her comfortable and let her pass away. When I went to say good-bye, I couldn’t handle it. I broke down and cried. She didn’t pass away for about a week after we took all the machines off. My relatives that went to see her said that she wanted to see me, but I never went back to the hospital; I couldn’t handle it.
Once she was gone, and the funeral was done, I had a lot of guilt in not going to see her. That summer, a friend and I decided to volunteer at a hospital. We ended up at the same hospital where my grandmother passed away. For a while, I never wanted to go up to the ICU; it brought back the guilt that I felt. Then I realized this was a great opportunity to face my regret. I asked to be stationed in the ICU. It was hard at first; a lot of memories came up every time I was there. Eventually, I started to enjoy thinking about my grandmother, and I felt that I could make up for not being strong enough for my grandmother, by giving strength to these people who need it the most. I enjoyed giving my all to help save lives, and it made me realize that I had a passion for the medical field. It’s a passion that has pushed me to keep volunteering in various hospitals, to do an internship and work at Kaiser Permanente, and to compete and excel at both State and National Conferences for H.O.S.A. (Health Occupations Students of America). The internship and the trips of H.O.S.A gave me so many great memories that I’m never going to forget and gave me so much experience, not for medicine but anything in my life. It’s a cliché statement I know, but true.
It’s funny how something so negative and devastating can help focus things. The medical field was an option, but it was always towards the back of my mind, never something I considered. I feel that the medical field provides me with the most direct way to help people and the community. Sure I could plant a tree or clean a park, that would help people, but if I can save lives, then those people can go plant a tree or clean a park. After being around so many medical facilities; meeting doctors, nurses, patients, families, etc.; and after seeing so much pain and suffering, it makes me want to learn as much as I can and work to the best of my ability to go into the medical field as prepared as possible, so I can make a difference and help better lives.
Version Updates
- 2.0- Improved wording and grammar mistakes. Took out parts about grandma, added more about me.
- 2.5- Same as Version 2.0, but shortened
- 3.0- Reworked Prompt #1, added more about Key Club in my life. Changed intro to Prompt #2. More spelling and grammar mistakes fixed. Also reworkings made it shorter.
Prompt #1
I always felt like I had a fine grasp on who I am. My family constantly attempted to treat me like an adult. My dad brought me to along when he would go with his friends, who are all college graduates. Just listening to the discussions really helped me build the manner in which I carry myself today. My mom was still a typical mom; spoiling me, hugging me, kissing me, but she at all times made sure I knew the rules and most of the time I followed them. My entire family tried to treat me like an adult, within reason of course. Despite growing up with all this wisdom and maturity around me, I still had a lot of difficulty deciding what career I wanted to pursue. And sure everyone says that, but I don’t mean you wanted to be a firefighter when you were 5 and now you want to be a lawyer. I mean that I honestly had on clue until my sophomore year of high school.
I enjoy meeting and working with people. I also love to help people and the community; that’s what made me join and become an officer for Key Club once I got to high school. Key Club provided me with a way to make a difference. I’ve gained so much leadership experience, made so many friends. I’ve done everything from attempting to help a child play a game to putting on a huge benefit event. Key Club made me realize that I needed a job where I could interact with and, most of all, help people. That’s how I eventually got to the idea of the medical field.
Prompt #2
Over the past few years, I’ve been around a lot of medical facilities. I’ve seen a lot of death, and learned to come to terms with the idea. But that wasn’t always the case. Needless to say, going into the medical field was not my first intention.
Early in 2006, my grandfather was in the hospital, and eventually moved to a rehabilitation center. Due to this, I had to take care of my grandmother. Although it was difficult at times, it felt rewarding being able to help her, after she helped me become the person I am today. It never felt like a chore or tedious task, but more of an enjoyable responsibility. My grandmother was then admitted into the hospital, and eventually moved into the same rehabilitation center as my grandfather. I saw as the center was understaffed and overworked. I spent a lot of time at the center and I often talked to the various doctors and nurses; I saw the difficultly in their job and watched as they took all the punches and went on with their work. I finally started to ask why they were in the medical field, and they all responded the same way. The ideal of changing lives came up time and time again. The more I thought of this principle, the more I realized how well it fit with who I am and what I want to accomplish in life. Within weeks, my grandmother went back into the hospital in severe condition. When I went to see her in the ICU at the hospital, she couldn’t talk or move; she wasn’t alert. Our family decided to just make her comfortable and let her pass away. When I went to say good-bye, I couldn’t handle it. I broke down and cried. She didn’t pass away for about a week after we took all the machines off. My relatives that went to see her said that she wanted to see me, but I never went back to the hospital; I couldn’t handle it.
Once she was gone, and the funeral was done, I had a lot of guilt in not going to see her. That summer, a friend and I decided to volunteer at a hospital. We ended up at the same hospital where my grandmother passed away. For a while, I never wanted to go up to the ICU; it brought back the guilt that I felt. Then I realized this was a great opportunity to face my regret. I asked to be stationed in the ICU. It was hard at first; a lot of memories came up every time I was there. Eventually, I started to enjoy thinking about my grandmother, and I felt that I could make up for not being strong enough for my grandmother, by giving strength to these people who need it the most. I enjoyed giving my all to help save lives, and it made me realize that I had a passion for the medical field. It’s a passion that has pushed me to keep volunteering in various hospitals, to do an internship and work at Kaiser Permanente, and to compete and excel at both State and National Conferences for H.O.S.A. (Health Occupations Students of America). The internship and the trips of H.O.S.A gave me so many great memories that I’m never going to forget and gave me so much experience, not for medicine but anything in my life. It’s a cliché statement I know, but true.
It’s funny how something so negative and devastating can help focus things. The medical field was an option, but it was always towards the back of my mind, never something I considered. I feel that the medical field provides me with the most direct way to help people and the community. Sure I could plant a tree or clean a park, that would help people, but if I can save lives, then those people can go plant a tree or clean a park. After being around so many medical facilities; meeting doctors, nurses, patients, families, etc.; and after seeing so much pain and suffering, it makes me want to learn as much as I can and work to the best of my ability to go into the medical field as prepared as possible, so I can make a difference and help better lives.
Monday, November 2, 2009
UC Personal Statement Version 2.5 (3rd Draft)
Ok, I know I just posted the 2nd Draft, but it was way too long(1,150 words). The more I thought about it, 150 words over the limit was way too much. I shortened it up. This new version is about 1,050 words. Still over, but it should be fine, and its definitely better than 1,150. Also more grammar and spelling mistakes fixed. HERE WE GO!!! UC PERSONAL STATEMENT....2.5? haha Once again feel free to comment.
Version Updates
Prompt #1
I always felt like I had a fine grasp on who I am. My family constantly attempted to treat me like an adult. My dad brought me to along when he would go with his friends, who are all college graduates. Just listening to the discussions really helped me build the manner in which I carry myself today. My mom was still a typical mom; spoiling me, hugging me, kissing me, but she at all times made sure I knew the rules and most of the time I followed them. My grandparents lived right down the street so I saw them everyday, and they were the same way. My entire family tried to treat me like an adult, within reason of course. Despite growing up with all this around me, I still had a lot of difficulty deciding what career I wanted to pursue. And sure everyone says that, but I don’t mean you wanted to be a firefighter when you were 5 and now you want to be a lawyer. I mean that I honestly had on clue until my sophomore year of high school.
One of my huge interests was, and to an extend still is, technology, so for a while I was considering a career in computers. Although, I enjoy meeting and working with people, which I felt a job in computers wouldn’t permit me to do. I also love to help people and the community; that’s what made me join and become an officer for Key Club once I got to high school. I needed a job where I could interact and talk to people. That’s how I eventually got to the idea of the medical field.
Prompt #2
Going into the medical profession was not my first intention. Up until I was about 12, there were few deaths in my family, but everyone was getting older, and they started to pass away. Over the past 3-4 years, I’ve attended about 8 funerals for my family. It was a shock to me; it helped me accept death. It made me realize how life can suddenly end and how much of an impact one person’s life can have.
The biggest loss for me was the death of my grandmother. Earlier that year, my grandfather was in the hospital, and eventually moved to a rehabilitation center. Due to this, I had to take care of my grandmother. Although it was difficult at times, it felt rewarding being able to help her, after she helped me become the person I am today. It never felt like a chore or tedious task, but more of an enjoyable responsibility. My grandmother was then admitted into the hospital, and eventually moved into the same rehabilitation center as my grandfather. I saw as the center was understaffed and overworked. I spent a lot of time at the center and I often talked to the various doctors and nurses; I saw the difficultly in their job and watched as they took all the punches and went on with their work. I finally started to ask why they wanted to be in the medical field, and they all responded the same way. The ideal of changing lives came up time and time again. The more I thought of this principle, the more I realized how well it fits with who I am and what I want to accomplish in life. Within weeks, my grandmother went back into the hospital in severe condition. When I went to see her in the ICU at the hospital, she couldn’t talk or move; she wasn’t alert. Our family decided to just make her comfortable and let her pass away. When I went to say good-bye, I couldn’t handle it. I broke down and cried. She didn’t pass away for about a week after we took all the machines off. My relatives that went to see her said that she wanted to see me, but I never went back to the hospital; I couldn’t handle it.
Once she was gone, and the funeral was done, I had a lot of guilt in not going to see her. That summer, a friend and I decided to volunteer at a hospital. We ended up at the same hospital where my grandmother passed away. For a while, I never wanted to go up to the ICU; it brought back the guilt that I felt. Then I realized this is a great opportunity to face my regret. I asked to be stationed in the ICU. It was hard at first; a lot of memories came up every time I was in there. Eventually, I started to enjoy thinking about my grandmother, and I felt that I could make up for not being strong enough for my grandmother, by giving strength to these people who need it the most. I enjoyed giving my all to help save lives, and it made me realize that I had a passion for the medical field. It’s a passion that has pushed me to keep volunteering in various hospitals, to do an internship and work at Kaiser Permanente, and to compete and excel at both State and National Conferences for H.O.S.A. (Health Occupations Students of America). The internship and the trips of H.O.S.A gave me so many great memories that I’m never going to forget and gave me so much experience, not for medicine but anything in my life. It’s a cliché statement I know, but true.
It’s funny how something so negative and devastating can help focus things. The medical field was an option, but it was always towards the back of my mind, never something I considered. I feel that the medical field provides me with the most direct way to help people and the community. Sure I could plant a tree or clean a park, that would help people, but if I can save lives, then those people can go plant a tree or clean a park. After being around so many medical facilities; meeting doctors, nurses, patients, families, etc.; and after seeing so much pain and suffering, it makes me want to learn as much as I can and work to the best of my ability to go into the medical field as prepared as possible, so I can make a difference and help better lives.
Version Updates
- 2.0- Improved wording and grammar mistakes. Took out parts about grandma, added more about me.
- 2.5- Same as Version 2.0, but shortened
Prompt #1
I always felt like I had a fine grasp on who I am. My family constantly attempted to treat me like an adult. My dad brought me to along when he would go with his friends, who are all college graduates. Just listening to the discussions really helped me build the manner in which I carry myself today. My mom was still a typical mom; spoiling me, hugging me, kissing me, but she at all times made sure I knew the rules and most of the time I followed them. My grandparents lived right down the street so I saw them everyday, and they were the same way. My entire family tried to treat me like an adult, within reason of course. Despite growing up with all this around me, I still had a lot of difficulty deciding what career I wanted to pursue. And sure everyone says that, but I don’t mean you wanted to be a firefighter when you were 5 and now you want to be a lawyer. I mean that I honestly had on clue until my sophomore year of high school.
One of my huge interests was, and to an extend still is, technology, so for a while I was considering a career in computers. Although, I enjoy meeting and working with people, which I felt a job in computers wouldn’t permit me to do. I also love to help people and the community; that’s what made me join and become an officer for Key Club once I got to high school. I needed a job where I could interact and talk to people. That’s how I eventually got to the idea of the medical field.
Prompt #2
Going into the medical profession was not my first intention. Up until I was about 12, there were few deaths in my family, but everyone was getting older, and they started to pass away. Over the past 3-4 years, I’ve attended about 8 funerals for my family. It was a shock to me; it helped me accept death. It made me realize how life can suddenly end and how much of an impact one person’s life can have.
The biggest loss for me was the death of my grandmother. Earlier that year, my grandfather was in the hospital, and eventually moved to a rehabilitation center. Due to this, I had to take care of my grandmother. Although it was difficult at times, it felt rewarding being able to help her, after she helped me become the person I am today. It never felt like a chore or tedious task, but more of an enjoyable responsibility. My grandmother was then admitted into the hospital, and eventually moved into the same rehabilitation center as my grandfather. I saw as the center was understaffed and overworked. I spent a lot of time at the center and I often talked to the various doctors and nurses; I saw the difficultly in their job and watched as they took all the punches and went on with their work. I finally started to ask why they wanted to be in the medical field, and they all responded the same way. The ideal of changing lives came up time and time again. The more I thought of this principle, the more I realized how well it fits with who I am and what I want to accomplish in life. Within weeks, my grandmother went back into the hospital in severe condition. When I went to see her in the ICU at the hospital, she couldn’t talk or move; she wasn’t alert. Our family decided to just make her comfortable and let her pass away. When I went to say good-bye, I couldn’t handle it. I broke down and cried. She didn’t pass away for about a week after we took all the machines off. My relatives that went to see her said that she wanted to see me, but I never went back to the hospital; I couldn’t handle it.
Once she was gone, and the funeral was done, I had a lot of guilt in not going to see her. That summer, a friend and I decided to volunteer at a hospital. We ended up at the same hospital where my grandmother passed away. For a while, I never wanted to go up to the ICU; it brought back the guilt that I felt. Then I realized this is a great opportunity to face my regret. I asked to be stationed in the ICU. It was hard at first; a lot of memories came up every time I was in there. Eventually, I started to enjoy thinking about my grandmother, and I felt that I could make up for not being strong enough for my grandmother, by giving strength to these people who need it the most. I enjoyed giving my all to help save lives, and it made me realize that I had a passion for the medical field. It’s a passion that has pushed me to keep volunteering in various hospitals, to do an internship and work at Kaiser Permanente, and to compete and excel at both State and National Conferences for H.O.S.A. (Health Occupations Students of America). The internship and the trips of H.O.S.A gave me so many great memories that I’m never going to forget and gave me so much experience, not for medicine but anything in my life. It’s a cliché statement I know, but true.
It’s funny how something so negative and devastating can help focus things. The medical field was an option, but it was always towards the back of my mind, never something I considered. I feel that the medical field provides me with the most direct way to help people and the community. Sure I could plant a tree or clean a park, that would help people, but if I can save lives, then those people can go plant a tree or clean a park. After being around so many medical facilities; meeting doctors, nurses, patients, families, etc.; and after seeing so much pain and suffering, it makes me want to learn as much as I can and work to the best of my ability to go into the medical field as prepared as possible, so I can make a difference and help better lives.
UC Personal Statement Version 2.0 (2nd draft)
Heres the new one. My English Teacher, Mr.Scull, said that I talk about my grandmother too much, and not enough about me. I agree so here's a new and improved version. There were also alot of mistakes on the 1st one. The changes were made to Prompt #2 TIME FOR....USC PERSONAL STATEMENT VERSION 2.0!!! Same Prompts, still 1,000 words(Although this is slightly longer). Feel free to comment.
Version Updates
Prompt #1
I always felt like I had a fine grasp on who I am. My family constantly attempted to treat me like an adult. My dad would bring me to along when he would hang out with his friends, who are all college graduates. Just listening to those conversations and ideas really helped me build the manner in which I carry myself today. My mom was still a typical mom; spoiling me, hugging me, kissing me, etc, but she at all times made sure I knew the rules and most of the time I followed them. My grandparents lived right down the street so they would baby-sit me a lot, and they were the same way. Basically my entire family tried to treat me like an adult, within reason of course. Despite growing up with all this around me, I still had a lot of difficulty on deciding what career I wanted to pursue. And sure everyone says that, but I don’t mean you wanted to be a firefighter when you were 5 and now you want to be a lawyer. I mean that I honestly had on clue until my sophomore year of high school.
One of my huge interests was, and to an extend still is, technology, so for a while I was considering a career in computers. Although, I enjoy meeting new people and working with people, which I felt a job in computers wouldn’t permit me to do. I also love to help people and the community; that’s what made me join and become an officer for Key Club once I got to high school. I needed a job where I could interact and talk to people. That’s how I eventually got to the idea of the medical field.
Prompt #2
Going into the medical profession was not my first intention. Up until I was about 12, there were basically no deaths in my family, but everyone was getting older, and they eventually started to pass away one by one. Over the past 3-4 years, I’ve attended about 8 funerals, all of which were for my family, whether it be my aunts, uncles, etc. It was a huge shock to me. It helped me accept death and made me realize how life can suddenly end, and how much of an impact one person’s life can have.
The biggest loss for me was the death of my grandmother. Earlier that year, my grandfather was in the hospital, and eventually moved to a rehabilitation center. For a while it looked like he didn’t have much time left. Due to this, I had to take care of my grandmother. It was fine at first, but over time she became more dependent and difficult to deal with. Although it was difficult at times, it felt rewarding being able to help her, after she helped me become the person I am today. It never felt like a chore or tedious task, but more of an enjoyable responsibility. My grandmother was then admitted into the hospital, and eventually moved into the same rehabilitation center as my grandfather. I saw as the center was understaffed and overworked. I spent a lot of time at the center and I often talked to the various doctors and nurses; I saw the difficultly in their job and watched as they took all the punches and went on with their work. I finally started to ask why they wanted to be in the medical field, and they all responded the same way. The ideal of changing lives came up time and time again. The more I thought of this principle, the more I realized how well it fits with who I am and what I want to accomplish in life. Within weeks, my grandmother went back into the hospital in severe condition. When I went to see her in the ICU at the hospital, she couldn’t talk or move; she wasn’t alert. Our family decided to just make her comfortable and let her pass away. When I went to say good-bye, I couldn’t handle it. I broke down and cried. She didn’t pass away for a week or so after we took all the machines off, and my relatives that went to see her said that she wanted to see me, but I need went back to the hospital; I couldn’t handle it.
Once she was gone, and the funeral was done, I had a lot of guilt in not going to see her. That summer, a friend and I decided to volunteer at a hospital for community service. We ended up at the same hospital where my grandmother passed away. For a while, I never wanted to go up to the ICU; it brought back the guilt that I felt. Then I realized that I needed to face it sometime, and this is a great opportunity. I asked to be stationed in the ICU. It was hard at first; a lot of memories came up every time I was in there. Eventually, I started to enjoy thinking about my grandmother, and I felt that by helping these patients, I could help make up for not being strong enough for my grandmother by giving strength to these people who need it the most. I enjoyed giving my all to help save lives, and it made me realize that I had a passion for the medical field. It’s a passion that has pushed me to keep volunteering in various hospitals, to do a paid internship at Kaiser Permanente, and to compete and excel at both State and Nation Conferences for the high school organization H.O.S.A. (Health Occupations Students of America). The internship and the trips of H.O.S.A gave me so many great memories that I know I’m never going to forget and gave me so much experience, not only for going into medicine but anything in my life. It’s a cliché statement I know, but true.
Its funny how something so negative and devastating can help focus and clear things up. The medical field was always an option, but it was always toward the back of my mind, never something I really considered. In my mind, I feel that the medical field provides me with the most direct way to help people and the community. Sure I could plant a tree or clean a park, that would help people, but if I can save lives, then those people can go plant a tree or clean a park. After being around so many medical facilities; meeting doctors, nurses, patients, families, etc.; and after seeing so much pain and suffering, it makes me want to learn as much as I can and work to the best of my ability to go into the medical field as prepared as possible, so I can make a difference and help better lives.
Version Updates
- 2.0- Improved wording and grammar mistakes. Took out parts about grandma, added more about me.
Prompt #1
I always felt like I had a fine grasp on who I am. My family constantly attempted to treat me like an adult. My dad would bring me to along when he would hang out with his friends, who are all college graduates. Just listening to those conversations and ideas really helped me build the manner in which I carry myself today. My mom was still a typical mom; spoiling me, hugging me, kissing me, etc, but she at all times made sure I knew the rules and most of the time I followed them. My grandparents lived right down the street so they would baby-sit me a lot, and they were the same way. Basically my entire family tried to treat me like an adult, within reason of course. Despite growing up with all this around me, I still had a lot of difficulty on deciding what career I wanted to pursue. And sure everyone says that, but I don’t mean you wanted to be a firefighter when you were 5 and now you want to be a lawyer. I mean that I honestly had on clue until my sophomore year of high school.
One of my huge interests was, and to an extend still is, technology, so for a while I was considering a career in computers. Although, I enjoy meeting new people and working with people, which I felt a job in computers wouldn’t permit me to do. I also love to help people and the community; that’s what made me join and become an officer for Key Club once I got to high school. I needed a job where I could interact and talk to people. That’s how I eventually got to the idea of the medical field.
Prompt #2
Going into the medical profession was not my first intention. Up until I was about 12, there were basically no deaths in my family, but everyone was getting older, and they eventually started to pass away one by one. Over the past 3-4 years, I’ve attended about 8 funerals, all of which were for my family, whether it be my aunts, uncles, etc. It was a huge shock to me. It helped me accept death and made me realize how life can suddenly end, and how much of an impact one person’s life can have.
The biggest loss for me was the death of my grandmother. Earlier that year, my grandfather was in the hospital, and eventually moved to a rehabilitation center. For a while it looked like he didn’t have much time left. Due to this, I had to take care of my grandmother. It was fine at first, but over time she became more dependent and difficult to deal with. Although it was difficult at times, it felt rewarding being able to help her, after she helped me become the person I am today. It never felt like a chore or tedious task, but more of an enjoyable responsibility. My grandmother was then admitted into the hospital, and eventually moved into the same rehabilitation center as my grandfather. I saw as the center was understaffed and overworked. I spent a lot of time at the center and I often talked to the various doctors and nurses; I saw the difficultly in their job and watched as they took all the punches and went on with their work. I finally started to ask why they wanted to be in the medical field, and they all responded the same way. The ideal of changing lives came up time and time again. The more I thought of this principle, the more I realized how well it fits with who I am and what I want to accomplish in life. Within weeks, my grandmother went back into the hospital in severe condition. When I went to see her in the ICU at the hospital, she couldn’t talk or move; she wasn’t alert. Our family decided to just make her comfortable and let her pass away. When I went to say good-bye, I couldn’t handle it. I broke down and cried. She didn’t pass away for a week or so after we took all the machines off, and my relatives that went to see her said that she wanted to see me, but I need went back to the hospital; I couldn’t handle it.
Once she was gone, and the funeral was done, I had a lot of guilt in not going to see her. That summer, a friend and I decided to volunteer at a hospital for community service. We ended up at the same hospital where my grandmother passed away. For a while, I never wanted to go up to the ICU; it brought back the guilt that I felt. Then I realized that I needed to face it sometime, and this is a great opportunity. I asked to be stationed in the ICU. It was hard at first; a lot of memories came up every time I was in there. Eventually, I started to enjoy thinking about my grandmother, and I felt that by helping these patients, I could help make up for not being strong enough for my grandmother by giving strength to these people who need it the most. I enjoyed giving my all to help save lives, and it made me realize that I had a passion for the medical field. It’s a passion that has pushed me to keep volunteering in various hospitals, to do a paid internship at Kaiser Permanente, and to compete and excel at both State and Nation Conferences for the high school organization H.O.S.A. (Health Occupations Students of America). The internship and the trips of H.O.S.A gave me so many great memories that I know I’m never going to forget and gave me so much experience, not only for going into medicine but anything in my life. It’s a cliché statement I know, but true.
Its funny how something so negative and devastating can help focus and clear things up. The medical field was always an option, but it was always toward the back of my mind, never something I really considered. In my mind, I feel that the medical field provides me with the most direct way to help people and the community. Sure I could plant a tree or clean a park, that would help people, but if I can save lives, then those people can go plant a tree or clean a park. After being around so many medical facilities; meeting doctors, nurses, patients, families, etc.; and after seeing so much pain and suffering, it makes me want to learn as much as I can and work to the best of my ability to go into the medical field as prepared as possible, so I can make a difference and help better lives.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
UC Personal Statement Version 1.0 (1st Draft)
Ok so for those of you who dont know, the University of California system requires a personal statement from all incoming students, as a part of its application process. It must be within 1,000 words and the prompts for incoming freshman are as follows.
Prompt #1
"Describe the world you come from — for example, your family, community or school — and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations."(University of California)
Prompt #2
"Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud and how does it relate to the person you are?"(University of California)
So here is the first draft of my personal statement. Feel free to comment.
Prompt #1
I always felt like I had a fine grasp on who I am. My family constantly attempted to treat me like an adult. My dad would bring me to along when he would hang out with his friends, who are all college graduates. Just listening to those conversations and ideas really helped me build the manner in which I carry myself today. My mom was still a typical mom; spoiling me, hugging me, kissing me, etc, but she at all times made sure I knew the rules and most of the time I followed them. My grandparents lived right down the street so they would baby-sit me a lot, and they were the same way. Basically my entire family tried to treat me like an adult, within reason of course. Despite growing up with all this around me, I still had a lot of difficulty on deciding what career I wanted to pursue. And sure everyone says that, but I don’t mean you wanted to be a firefighter when you were 5 and now you want to be a lawyer. I mean that I honestly had on clue until my sophomore year of high school.
One of my huge interests was, and to an extend still is, technology, so for a while I was considering a career in computers. Although, I enjoy meeting new people and working with people, which I felt a job in computers wouldn’t permit me to do. I also love to help people and the community; that’s what made me join and become an officer for Key Club once I got to high school. I needed a job where I could interact and talk to people. That’s how I eventually got to the idea of the medical field.
Prompt #2
Going into the medical profession was not my first intention. Up until I was about 12, there were basically no deaths in my family, but everyone was getting older, and they eventually started to pass away one by one. Over the past 3-4 years, I’ve attended about 8 funerals, all of which were for my family, whether it be my aunts, uncles, etc. It was a huge shock to me, and made me realize how life can suddenly end, and how much of an impact one person’s life can have.
The biggest loss for me was the death of my grandmother. Earlier that year, my grandfather was in the hospital, and eventually moved to a rehabilitation center. For a while it looked like he didn’t have much time left. Due to this, I had to take care of my grandmother. It was fine at first, but over time she became more dependent and difficult to deal with. My grandmother was then admitted into the hospital, one she could no longer function at home. She was then moved into the same rehabilitation center as my grandfather. Then were there together for about 3 months, but then my grandfather’s condition improved and he came back home. With him gone, my grandmother started to deteriorate. Within weeks, she went back into the hospital in severe condition. When I went to see her in the ICU at the hospital, she couldn’t talk or move; she wasn’t alert. Out family decided to just make her comfortable and let her pass away. When I went to say good-bye, I couldn’t handle it. I broke down and cried. She didn’t pass away for a week or so after we took all the machines off, and my relatives that went to see her said that she wanted to see me, but I need went back to the hospital; I couldn’t handle it.
Once she was gone, and the funeral was done, I had a lot of guilt in not going to see her. That summer, a friend and I decided to volunteer at a hospital for community service. We ended up at the same hospital where my grandmother passed away. For a while, I never wanted to go up to the ICU; it brought back the guilt that I felt. Then I realized that I needed to face it sometime, and this is a great opportunity. I asked to be stationed in the ICU. It was hard at first; a lot of memories came up every time I was in there. Eventually, I started to enjoy thinking about my grandmother, and I felt that by helping these patients, I could help make up for not being strong enough for my grandmother by giving strength to these people who need it the most. I enjoyed giving my all to help save lives, and it made me realize that I had a passion for the medical field. It’s a passion that has pushed me to keep volunteering in various hospitals, to do a paid internship at Kaiser Permanente, and to compete and excel at both State and Nation Conferences for the high school organization H.O.S.A. (Health Occupations Students of America). The internship and the trips of H.O.S.A gave me so many great memories that I know I’m never going to forget and gave me so much experience, not only for going into medicine but for life in general. It’s a cliché statement I know, but true.
Its funny how something so negative and devastating can help focus and clear things up. The medical field was always an option, but it was always toward the bad of my mind, never something I really considered. In my mind, I feel that the medical field provides me with the most direct way to help the maximum amount of people as I can. Sure I could plant a tree or clean a park, that would help people, but if I can save lives, then those people can go plant a tree or clean a park. After being around so many medical facilities; meeting doctors, nurses, patients, families, etc.; and after seeing so much pain and suffering, it makes me want to learn as much as I can and work to the best of my ability to go into the medical field as prepared as possible, so I can make a difference and help better lives.
Prompt #1
"Describe the world you come from — for example, your family, community or school — and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations."(University of California)
Prompt #2
"Tell us about a personal quality, talent, accomplishment, contribution or experience that is important to you. What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud and how does it relate to the person you are?"(University of California)
So here is the first draft of my personal statement. Feel free to comment.
Prompt #1
I always felt like I had a fine grasp on who I am. My family constantly attempted to treat me like an adult. My dad would bring me to along when he would hang out with his friends, who are all college graduates. Just listening to those conversations and ideas really helped me build the manner in which I carry myself today. My mom was still a typical mom; spoiling me, hugging me, kissing me, etc, but she at all times made sure I knew the rules and most of the time I followed them. My grandparents lived right down the street so they would baby-sit me a lot, and they were the same way. Basically my entire family tried to treat me like an adult, within reason of course. Despite growing up with all this around me, I still had a lot of difficulty on deciding what career I wanted to pursue. And sure everyone says that, but I don’t mean you wanted to be a firefighter when you were 5 and now you want to be a lawyer. I mean that I honestly had on clue until my sophomore year of high school.
One of my huge interests was, and to an extend still is, technology, so for a while I was considering a career in computers. Although, I enjoy meeting new people and working with people, which I felt a job in computers wouldn’t permit me to do. I also love to help people and the community; that’s what made me join and become an officer for Key Club once I got to high school. I needed a job where I could interact and talk to people. That’s how I eventually got to the idea of the medical field.
Prompt #2
Going into the medical profession was not my first intention. Up until I was about 12, there were basically no deaths in my family, but everyone was getting older, and they eventually started to pass away one by one. Over the past 3-4 years, I’ve attended about 8 funerals, all of which were for my family, whether it be my aunts, uncles, etc. It was a huge shock to me, and made me realize how life can suddenly end, and how much of an impact one person’s life can have.
The biggest loss for me was the death of my grandmother. Earlier that year, my grandfather was in the hospital, and eventually moved to a rehabilitation center. For a while it looked like he didn’t have much time left. Due to this, I had to take care of my grandmother. It was fine at first, but over time she became more dependent and difficult to deal with. My grandmother was then admitted into the hospital, one she could no longer function at home. She was then moved into the same rehabilitation center as my grandfather. Then were there together for about 3 months, but then my grandfather’s condition improved and he came back home. With him gone, my grandmother started to deteriorate. Within weeks, she went back into the hospital in severe condition. When I went to see her in the ICU at the hospital, she couldn’t talk or move; she wasn’t alert. Out family decided to just make her comfortable and let her pass away. When I went to say good-bye, I couldn’t handle it. I broke down and cried. She didn’t pass away for a week or so after we took all the machines off, and my relatives that went to see her said that she wanted to see me, but I need went back to the hospital; I couldn’t handle it.
Once she was gone, and the funeral was done, I had a lot of guilt in not going to see her. That summer, a friend and I decided to volunteer at a hospital for community service. We ended up at the same hospital where my grandmother passed away. For a while, I never wanted to go up to the ICU; it brought back the guilt that I felt. Then I realized that I needed to face it sometime, and this is a great opportunity. I asked to be stationed in the ICU. It was hard at first; a lot of memories came up every time I was in there. Eventually, I started to enjoy thinking about my grandmother, and I felt that by helping these patients, I could help make up for not being strong enough for my grandmother by giving strength to these people who need it the most. I enjoyed giving my all to help save lives, and it made me realize that I had a passion for the medical field. It’s a passion that has pushed me to keep volunteering in various hospitals, to do a paid internship at Kaiser Permanente, and to compete and excel at both State and Nation Conferences for the high school organization H.O.S.A. (Health Occupations Students of America). The internship and the trips of H.O.S.A gave me so many great memories that I know I’m never going to forget and gave me so much experience, not only for going into medicine but for life in general. It’s a cliché statement I know, but true.
Its funny how something so negative and devastating can help focus and clear things up. The medical field was always an option, but it was always toward the bad of my mind, never something I really considered. In my mind, I feel that the medical field provides me with the most direct way to help the maximum amount of people as I can. Sure I could plant a tree or clean a park, that would help people, but if I can save lives, then those people can go plant a tree or clean a park. After being around so many medical facilities; meeting doctors, nurses, patients, families, etc.; and after seeing so much pain and suffering, it makes me want to learn as much as I can and work to the best of my ability to go into the medical field as prepared as possible, so I can make a difference and help better lives.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Bill Gates and Steve Jobs.....The True Story
Ok so I am once again in Computer Programming and we had to write a story using vocabulary words about technology. Its really stupid, but funny and hilarious at the same time. The vocabulary is in bold
Bill Gates and Steve Jobs were instant messaging on Facebook. Bill Gates was filming a Youtube video with his webcam and he was deciding whether to make the video in avi or mp4 format. Steve Jobs was writing a new blog entry about blu-ray players. Bill Gates then asked if Steve Jobs had gotten his text message. When he said no, then Bill Gates sent Steve Jobs an email. Steve Jobs opened the link and was then Rick Roll'd. Steve Jobs got mad and send Bill Gates an email. It was a virus. The virus went into the hard drive and messed with the binary codes and his wireless network. However Bill Gates's super uber mega mircosoft antivirus stopped the virus, and he used command prompt to destroy the virus. Steve Jobs got so mad that he unpluged the scanner, the router and the ethernet cable from his computer and through it out the window. Bill Gates was so happy that he started torrenting megabytes and gigabtyes of mp3s.
Bill Gates and Steve Jobs were instant messaging on Facebook. Bill Gates was filming a Youtube video with his webcam and he was deciding whether to make the video in avi or mp4 format. Steve Jobs was writing a new blog entry about blu-ray players. Bill Gates then asked if Steve Jobs had gotten his text message. When he said no, then Bill Gates sent Steve Jobs an email. Steve Jobs opened the link and was then Rick Roll'd. Steve Jobs got mad and send Bill Gates an email. It was a virus. The virus went into the hard drive and messed with the binary codes and his wireless network. However Bill Gates's super uber mega mircosoft antivirus stopped the virus, and he used command prompt to destroy the virus. Steve Jobs got so mad that he unpluged the scanner, the router and the ethernet cable from his computer and through it out the window. Bill Gates was so happy that he started torrenting megabytes and gigabtyes of mp3s.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Boredom of the Human Body
I am suppose to be playing a game about the human body....but physiology class is boring too haha....oh well back to work
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Busy Work
So bored.......time for TWO BLOGS in ONE PERIOD OF COMPUTER PROGRAMMING!
I really don't understand what is the point of teachers that give their students tons and tons of buys work. Honestly busy work just frustrates student more than it helps. Whats the point of doing a crossword puzzle, taking notes, copying words out of a book, etc. I don't get it. Is it because the teachers just don't want to teach....or do they have a hangover from the night before.....do they just want to take a nap. Alot of people just hatebusy work and I think most people think that they would learn more from the teacher actally teaching, rather than assigning and grading. It seems like so much of a waste of time. Whats the point of taking notes from the book and turning them in.....you dont even get to study from the notes.....WTF! I mean whats the point of notes then? Honestly I learn faster listening, than writing. Maybe its just me....idk. All i know is that I find busy work pointless, mindless, and annoying.
I really don't understand what is the point of teachers that give their students tons and tons of buys work. Honestly busy work just frustrates student more than it helps. Whats the point of doing a crossword puzzle, taking notes, copying words out of a book, etc. I don't get it. Is it because the teachers just don't want to teach....or do they have a hangover from the night before.....do they just want to take a nap. Alot of people just hatebusy work and I think most people think that they would learn more from the teacher actally teaching, rather than assigning and grading. It seems like so much of a waste of time. Whats the point of taking notes from the book and turning them in.....you dont even get to study from the notes.....WTF! I mean whats the point of notes then? Honestly I learn faster listening, than writing. Maybe its just me....idk. All i know is that I find busy work pointless, mindless, and annoying.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Bored in Compter Programming
Ok so right now i am sitting in computer programming class in 3rd period. This class could not be more useless. All we do is write, but not on a computer...no....but on paper....WTF! How does that make sense!? Why do we even need this class...most of the students have proven that we know more than the teacher....we have corrected him several times....and thats just today. What is a computer programming class if you dont use the computer....this is just a prime example of why LAUSD is wasting money and wasting the time of both its students and teachers. There are about 28, $3,000 apple computers....beautiful computers, but no we dont use them, we just turn them off, and turn them on....WTF!!! THATS LIKE $100,000 WASTED AND A WASTE OF PERFECTLY GREAT AND AWESOME MACS!!!! WOW LAUSD!!! ALL THIS AND YOU GUYS ARE STILL FIRING GOOD TEACHERS!! Really does this generation really need to learn how to use an email account or learn how to search the internet. Honestly this class is obviously obsolete and needs o either be changed or gotten rid of. I took this class because I thought Intro to Computers would be too easy for me, but now that I know how mindless and easy computer programming is...I wonder what Intro to Comp is like....hmmmmmmm
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