My Kapwa

          Kapwa, the unity of the “self” and “other,” it’s the way of interacting with each other. They’re friends that’ll always be there for you and you will always be there for. Like My friends and I, that I consider kapwa, hang out together every day after school and we share food, drinks, even from time to time sweaters if some of us have to walk home in the cold. We aren’t the closest of friends but that doesn’t mean we can’t be kapwa because not all family members are that close to each other; even though we were very different in many ways. The main difference that is noticeable is that Most of the guys are Filipino, I am Mexican, and Charlie is White. To Me I’ve had problems with some Filipinos in the past and knew that not all were like that, but had that mind set that I would never have friends that were like brothers to me that were Filipino and now look at me now, my closest friends are Filipino. When there are any problems of any kind I know that they have my back and I have got theirs and ill be there to help them guide through it. And in like any other kapwa or families there will be slight problems. There are problems between us but we will get passed it like how we’ve gotten over our pass. And by dealing the problem our group gets stronger because we walk through our problems together. There can and always be someone leaving to do better things in life, but we will always stick around. 

The Debut

            The Debut is a Movie about a Filipino trying to fit in America and is ashamed of his own race. He tries to fit in with the American Kids but is made fun of his family and friends for not being what they want him to be like. He tries his hardest to be American but to his sisters and friends, he is considered to be white washed. He doesn’t like how his family live because he sees it as ancient, barbaric, and embarrassing to his friends even though they like the food and dances. Throughout the movie he tries his best so he can keep his friends away from his family; That way they wouldn’t embarrass him but by the end of the movie he himself realizes that his heritage is one of a kind and he loves everything about it. His Extended family loves him and adores him and his friends because that’s how they are raised to be kind and friendly. His father on the other hand is Ashamed of him and his friends because his father wants him to be a doctor but the son does not the son wants to be an Artist and is good at it too. His father wanted him to be a doctor because they want the sons to succeed and not follow a dream that’ll get them no where. The son realized that his father gave up a band that was successful in the Philippines so his son can have everything they wanted in America. The Son told the father that its official he is going to an art school and has been paid for already, his father does not approve of his decision but he knows that his son has made a choice to follow his dreams and accept its. This movie inspires me to go through my heritage and what my ancestors did like the dances and the type of gatherings or parties that they had done. It also makes me realize that other people also had gone through what my father did and everything he did and gave up so my brothers and I could have a better life than what he did. All of this just by watching this movie and I would recommend it to anyone else whose parents were or are immigrants even if they are not Filipino. 

At firs I see a TV pointing at someone or something, when a metallic box with gadgets sticking out of it appears. The gadgets start moving and a robotic doll apears in a jack in the box motion. The doll looks pale and sad and has no emotion or soul. She turns to look at the television and sees herself, a different self with makeup. She is interested and wants to be like that so she pulls out her own make up, while putting on she is hesitant because she doesn’t know if it’s right or wrong but she wants to be like that. When she has finished she smile and is happy, but the TV goes farther and she expands more to be closer to it. She she’s herself with more color and beauty to her more emotion and could in her television self. This time she is not hesitant to put on the make up and does it all at once quickly, but before she could finish the TV goes farther. She tries to follow but it’s out of her reach, she can’t get any closer and stretches herself out to the fullest, she wants to be like the person in the TV. While she spreads her robotic body starts shooting out sparks, breaking and she falls to her end, still thinking if it was worth the change. Was it worth changing till you destroyed yourself, was it worth going past your limit. The camera starts zooming out and it shoes a TV, but this time the television, the television is pointing at us. And symbolized we are the dolls, doing what the television and the media wants us to do and be… someone else

My Poem To Her

Beauty Perfected

As I sat there staring at her Only one thing ran through my mind,

How can someone so beautiful be here with us?

She was perfect, only an angel can compare to her

I didn’t want to stop looking

As I sat there again staring at her That time her hair fell freely down her face

When I saw those beautiful eyes they sparkled like Diamonds

It was like watching stars in the night sky.

Once again I was there sitting And Just when I thought she couldn’t be any more perfect I heard it…Her voice, It was a perfect melody, the sweetest sound I had ever heard

I wish it hadn’t come to an end. Each and every day

I’ve sat there admiring her beauty, Longing to hear that incredible voice,

Wondering…is this a dream or is this real?

Wondering if i Will ever see her tomorrow?

I pray for this to not end. For her beauty is everlasting…

And my feelings are forever hidden from her.

                The greatest poem I ever made, along with the help of my sister of course. i had made this poem when i was a junior in high school and i wrote it to a girl who i thought was the most beautiful one in the world. i knew this girl, talked to her, walked her to class, and even though her beauty was perfection, she was not the one for me. As the school year passed i got to know her better and found out she was the opposite of me. i loved to hear her speak but i hated hearing her words. i never really did understand what was going on through her hard head. Now im in college and i haven't seen her or talked to her since. she is the only girl to whom i wrote a poem to, and the only one to whom i should never of made on to.

Metting New Friends

           First day of college. I was as nervous as can be, I was actually sweating and I hadn’t even walked or moved a muscle yet. I wasn’t too nervous because knew one of my friends from high school was going to be there with me. Though I knew it wasn’t always going to be me and he so I knew had to start meeting new people.

            Unexpectedly my teacher said to move seats with someone you did not know. I sat next to a guy named Cris and we started talking getting to know each other. I realized I had a new friend in the class. For the next days this is all we were doing, I met another old friend from the high school and met new friends like Mac, Aldrich, and Sanchez. Now it seems like every Friday we hang out and play a sport most likely basketball. The new groups of friends that I hang out with call us the ratchets. It all started with two people calling each other and now all of us call each other that.

            I didn’t just meet new friends that were guys I also met friends that are females. One in particular helps me out after English class at the library. I appreciate she takes the time to help me out when I do need it a lot. If it wasn’t for her I wouldn’t know about HW that we had or even done it in time instead of doing it the night before it’s due. This blog post is actually an assignment for a class and I’m doing it the night before, while she helps me out via face book chat. 

Firs Impression

          Reliving freshman year all over again. The only difference was that this time I was a freshman in college. I thought in my head, what I am doing here I don’t fit in with all these people. I didn’t know if I should be here and decided to take only two classes to see how all of this college life worked. Now I have the best classes where they are linked and I will have my classmates there to help me out. The first thing when I walked in to my teacher’s class was two professors, Professor Maria Abuan and Professor Henry Aronson. They were good friends too so I knew that both would know who would have problems in each class and would look out or them the most.

            The classes seem particularly easy because of the community that we are, most of us know each other and we hang out after class to play basketball and talk about the teachers as we know they do the same, we help each other out in school and to me this is unique because this never happened in high school. When I started hanging out with my new group of friends I knew I would fit in perfectly with them and feel conferrable with a group that had my back and I had theirs.

            The teachers know that I'm new to the whole college seen and keep an eye on me. One of my teachers believes that I answer questions to be cool but I don’t I say uhhhh without realizing it and makes me look bad. But I know my teachers wouldn’t understand because they don’t know who I really am. I also realize that you can’t ask logical questions because they automatically believe that we are trying to be a smartass. Hopefully ill be able to survive this college life and not make anymore mistakes since I can’t afford to make them.

About Me And My Purpose

         My Dream For the Future Is Making The Best Video Game Gamers Have Seen, An Original Like Mario But Addicting Like Tetris and lots of action Like Call Of Duty. I’ve Played Video Games Almost My Whole Life and One Day Hoped TO Make On OF My Own, I’ve Shared My Ideas With Others And They’ve Told Me It Couldn’t Be Done, But Look AT Zelda, Mario, Pac man, And Other Games That Are Well Known Across The World. I Could Be Able TO Teach Myself How TO Make Games But Who Would Want To Play A Game Made In A Garage With The Worst Graphics Around. While If I Go TO College I Know I Will Get The skills I Need To Design Better Graphics And Designs And Learn About The Little Things Like where the shades would be looking at where the soon is positioned.

            The Career I Chose Is Computer Gaming Graphic And Design Mainly Because I Spend A Lot Of Time On The Computer And Love Video Games. Even though I don’t know the slightest thing about making a video game I know in school is the best place to acquire my new skill. I also hope to meet someone in the same field as me and have them be a partner of mine and co create the best game in history. I always said that it’s better to know a little about a lot, than a lot about a little. But I think this is what I would love to know the most about since with my friends it’s all we talk about. This is my purpose here in college, I would love to meet people with same interest and have good partnership in the future.

Ikaw Poem By Kevin Nadal. Here's another of his videos.