My Sophomore Year.

Sophomore year has been the most exciting year for me. Despite all the drama with friends, stressing about grades, and simple little problems, my sophomore was the best. I met some new friends and lost some old ones but, in the end it all worked out.

My friends are what kept my sophomore year alive. They helped me stay focused on school. They’ve helped through some rough patches in my life. But, the best part of my friends is they were always there to share a laugh, joke and smile with me. I remember this time when Cassandra, Exzandra and I were walking to lunch and for no apparent reason we just all busted out laughing. I guess the joy and dead silence within us was just to unbarring and we just had to laugh. I’m not sure of much but one thing I am sure of is that day was proof that we were all connected and we were and still are the best of friends. Alex, Cassandra, Exzandra, Estrella, Odalys, Jonathan, Sadaf, Jesse, Jerome, Jimmy, Andres, and Raylene thank you for everything you guys have done for me and for being there for me through the good and the bad you guys will always be my best friends.

My sophomore year has also brought me some wonderful teachers and classes. I’ve learned so much in this past year from all of my teachers. My French teacher Mrs. Degani has taught me to speak more fluent in French and taught me how to carry on a conversation with someone without missing a beat of French. My English teacher Mr. Leh has taught me so many things that I never thought I’d learn, from Latin root words to writing a proper essay. My world history teacher Mrs. Cox , and for a short time Ms. Padilla, who have taught me not only the importance of the past but of the importance of what is going on in the world today and how to act upon it. My geology/astronomy teacher Mrs. Hoose who has taught me so much about our solar system, atmosphere, and the little thing about the structure of earth and how to maintain that structure. My geometry teacher Mrs. Harding who has helped me get through geometry without complaining or fussing. My Leadership teacher Mr. Trapiedie who has helped me excel in student government and who has taught me something so important, not everybody is fair at times, but just keep your head up and as long as you know you did something good others opinions didn’t matter have faith in yourself and never let yourself down. Last but not least my digital media film teacher Mr. Nord he was a bit much to handle but he has taught me a lot about angle shots, how to film, how to edit and how to become a good movie producer. All in all my sophomore year has brought me great, amazing teachers that I am so grateful for.

           Surprisingly I have learned a lot about myself this sophomore year as well. I have learned that at times I’m a little bit too much to handle. I have learned that I depend on my parents way too much. I have learned not only academic but of myself. I have learned that if I push myself I can go very far a complete all that I want to complete. I have learned that the only person to get me to the top is me. I have learned that as I grow my feelings grow too. I have learned to believe in myself and to give myself encouragement even if other people don’t. I have learned that I am a strong, intelligent, and outgoing person.

My sophomore has been absolutely amazing. Through the ups and downs I’ve stayed strong and will continue to stay strong. I’m always going to remember this year and never stop learning because, like the movies, my life is........

LIfe in its true form.(wisdom quote)

“Life is life and you just got to take it day by day, take the good and the bad and appreciate everything you have because in a blink of an eye it could be gone and your life will never be the same. Leena Villegas, May 25, 2010.” 

This is a quote i wrote in memory of my uncle, Homero Guillermo Romero. To me it speaks a lot of truth. It speaks of what people are afraid to speak of. It speaks about life, the world, the environment, and if you dig deep enough its speaks of mysteries of life. When i was writing this quote i was thinking about my uncle. I was remembering the tale of his life and his unfortunate end. I thinking about everyone in pain, everyone who is suffering, and everyone who takes advantage of what they have. Something as simple as life its self. Something like having a shoulder to cry on having love to share or even a person to tell tour secrets with. From now and until i pass i will remember him, remember his jokes, remember his love for his family, and remember that your life and the  life around you is a gift. A gift you must cherish, a  gift you must uphold and a gift you must never let go.

Betral in its worst form!!

                       My uncle Guillermo May you rest in peace       

          Betrayal is something not taken lightly. It is an unfortunate thing. It can tear a person’s life apart. It’s this indescribable felling of disbelief, shame, and most importantly anger.

           In my life I don't think I’ve ever been betrayed or have betrayed someone. I'm one-hundred percent truthful I won’t hurt or intentionally harm anyone I love. But, for some people that’s not always the case. I’m going to share with you, what to me is the most horrible act of betrayal the worst of the worst and an example that is very close to the betrayal example of Julius Cesar. Well here it goes.

           May 16th 1:00 am my uncle was brutally murdered by his brother in law, believed to be cousin and friend. His day was going fine, just same routine since he went to Cuidad Madera Chihuahua. See my uncle was awaiting approval for his "mica"(green card), which he was approved for all he had to do was wait to go pick it up the day of his murder, that being the reason for him being in Madera in the first place. Anyways back to the day of his murder. My Aunt Victoria, baby cousin Jade, and uncle Homero, went on with their day, May 15th, as normal they got up, got ready, went to the "Central Mercado" to buy things’ for the family, and went back to my uncle’s house in Madera. My uncle and his brother in law were sitting outside, meanwhile his brother in law had being drinking, and they were talking about my uncles’ plans once he went to get his "mica". They had a long conversation time passed and before they knew it was already night time. By this time my uncles’ brother in law was drunk. He became angry because of two reasons one he ran out beer and two because my uncles’ sister wasn’t home yet so he left to go find her and buy more beer. You see Madera is a ranch/city in Chihuahua that is filled with mountains and plains, so in the little town everyone pretty much knows everyone. My uncles’ sister finally arrived home about five minutes after his brother in law left to find her. His brother in law got home with his friend and cousin about an hour after. By this time it was already 11:30 p.m. My uncle, aunt, and cousin were sleeping when my uncle heard his sister and brother in law arguing and fighting outside. My uncle then went outside to calm them down and tell them to stop fighting. He said to them "ok ya sera orta dia" which means "ok stop fighting save it for another day." But then the unexpected happened, My uncles brother in law went up to him and started fighting with him and my uncle was just telling him calm down just stop fighting and let go to sleep its late. Then my uncles’ brother in law started to beat up my uncle, my uncle tried to defend himself by fighting back, but then, my uncles’ brother in law, his friend, and his cousin jumped in the fight and proceeded to jump my uncle. They beat him to the point where my uncle was crawling to the house because he was unable get up to walk. Then, note my uncle was already down on the floor bleeding unable to protect himself, he pulled himself up on the fence so he could stand up and his brother in law, with great force, threw a rock at my uncles face and my uncle fell to his knees put his hand on his forehead around his temple saw the blood then fell to the floor. My auntie then ran to his side she pleaded and pleaded to him to wake up because they to go home all she said over and over was ” wake up memo we have to go home tomorrow wake up please wake up” but by this time my uncle was already dead. He was pronounced dead at 1:30 am May16th 2010. He died as a man he was protecting a woman in her weakest. He went out knowing for that night his sister wouldn’t get her daily beating. But, he went and left my auntie alone my four cousins’ father-less and our family left with a gaping hole of sadness, anger, and disbelief.

          My uncle was a good man he cared for his family deeply. He brightened up every ones day with his jokes that only he thought were funny. He cured my aunts’ loneliness, cleared up her stress, and gave her a father to her three kids from her first marriage and to their daughter that they had together. He didn’t see a difference between his step children and his daughter. When anyone would ask him how many kids do you have he’d say four two girls Jasmine and Jade and two boys Robert and Eduardo. He was an awesome uncle a best friend to my parents and an all around good person. It kills me every day to wake up and know my life’s the same but my aunts and cousins life isn’t. My uncle didn’t deserve to die, nobody deserves to die, but life is life and you just got to take it day by day, take the good and the bad and appreciate everything you have because in a blink of an eye it could be gone and your life will never be the same.