Crazy little Neighbor

Well after reading Us and Them realized there are some freaky people in this world... why? because simply put the story is about a little kid who spies on his eccentric neighbors ,yet apparently what the kid does is completely normal, everyday like a t.v. show. Now you can just put that off as childish antics but come on when I was in third grade I couldn't be outside after dark little less spy on my neighbors just because they did not have a tv. Did the kid's parents never once wondered where there child was at hell if that was me my mom be yelling all around the neighborhood with belt hand just waiting to put to use on my spying ass. Well anyways the story progresses and the kid starts talking about how he finds them intresting and mysterious because they don't have elmer fudd lunchboxes and how they probably didn't understand the pop culture refrences in everyday life, which if he would have asked would have known is not true because there points in my life where I grew up without tv and right now as I sit here and write this I do not watch conventional tv but when people make a joke or imitate a tv character I know exactly what they are talking about. I know it seems like I didn't like the story but honestly what I am trying to say is that author's message is clear and I know everything points to "yes I was a weird little kid and probably still am" the real message is that even though the tomkeys didn't have what the rest of society deemed neccesary they did have something that is more important than television and that was the ability to have meaningful conversation with one another. I know this because the little boy was surprised that they actually talked at the dinner table that they would do things as a family, and when he tried to start a conversation at the end of the story he got a good ole "shhh" and he realized that the tomkeys had it everything especially his candy. No, I'm not gonna talk about this kid weird greedy self that instead of giving candy he instead opted for eating it all at once, so yea I'm not gonna go there because honestly I do not know the message behind that part of the story and I really don't want too

The luck of the Irish

Well I'm a really big fan of soccer you know its something that i have known about for most of my life I love playing it, I love watching it, I love talking about it and I absoutely love the World Cup, but one thing HATE is cheating. Everybody in the world knows the rules of soccer you kick with your feet into the opposing goal and the only person allowed to touch it with their hands is the goalie well it seems the country of france do not understand this rule. If any of you have been keeping up with the WC qualifiers you would know that France one of the soccer powerhouses was forced to participate in a play off due to their poor performances in the main qualifying competition. Well after Fifa had deceided not to seed the teams they changed their minds and deceided that seeds were needed which meant that none of the big teams would have to go against each other. Well France was paired with Ireland for the playoff and by the way Ireland had been doing amazing up until now and just missed out for a direct berth by a couple of points. Well France somehow pull off a win at Irelands home so basically Ireland had to beat France at their home to be able to go to the world cup and they had to beat them by 2 goals or more to go or by one goal to go to penalty shootouts. Nobody expected ireland to do it but they were they were actually doing the imposible they were beating france at home and headed for penalty shootouts and im not saying that Ireland wouldve qualified but their chances were considerably higher when in the 103 min of extra time france scores thanks too a very clear handball that was seen even in the highest of stands but guess what... The refferee deceided to let the goal count effectively knocking ireland out of the competition. Now that really grinds my gears mostly beacause if your excuse is oh well the ref. did not see it FIFA well surely do something about it right? Wrong FIFA is ignoring the whole situation when in previous times when the bigger nation was the victim they had step in and demanded a replay of the game but of course its France they cant not have them at the World Cup thats ridicoulous. Thats not even the worst of it fifa runs a website called fifa.com well usually they post these articles with happened in the games and then they allow user feedback well of course me like any good soccer fan went to the website to yell hand ball but wait when i type in the words fifa or anything that has to do with the game they block me and say i was using profanity when the most profane word i used are shame and fifa. So now I'm done with my rant and if fifa does what is right and do at least something about this situation I will come back and retract this but until then I say HANDBALL!!!

No shave november

I often had wanted to participate and this weird yet not entertaining holiday-esque event. Well this year i finally got too with my tres pelitos on my chin but I am sorry to inform that today i caved. Why? you might ask well frankly because its gross don't take me wrong it was fun while it lasted and I'm not dogging those who can pull off a mean ass beard or stache but I just can't do it I feel too dirty... Yes i said dirty its like constantly having nasty scuzzy shit on your face well at least for me it is. Each time I take a shower I get pissed because no matter how many times I scrub its still there so even though shaving is a pain in the ass I shaved it off. As I shaved i felt a different array of feeling mostly joy and sorrow. Joy cause that nasty scuzzy feeling was finally gone and sorrow because damn I caved oh well I guess there is always next year.

Apple jacks

Every day millions upon millions of people are faced with a very important decision every morning some of us have a wide range of choices to choose from others aren't so lucky but this morning i had three options: cookie crisp, apple jacks or the ever good corn pops as you can see some pretty tough choices but as you can probably guess i choose apple jacks some of you as you read that last sentence stood up yell blasphemy because I did not choose corn pops or the nasty but not really i just don't like it cookie crisp. It was just that I was feeling apple jacks even though they do not taste like apples in the least bit, its more like cinnamon than anything else, but it's all good. Well as I sat there enjoying my bowl of apple jacks I realize that the people behind apple jacks must been pretty sneaky people to try to deceive millions of kids into believing that there product had something to do with apples doing jumping jacks or a abnormally named man called apple jacks either way all of it turned out to be false but in the process they maintain their little charade for many years well at least they fooled me and frankly i feel ridicoulous for believing them. I mean they did not even try to hide it like you know disguising the actual cereal like little apples no they just got a bunch of green and white fruit loops gave it little pimples and called them apple jacks without giving the world an explanation come on that should not go unpunished. At least a strong reprimand because I went my whole childhood under the false impression that they had something to do with apples. Well I can't blame the whole falseness and trickery thing on apple jacks because corn pops ( the retarded yet better tasting cousin of popcorn) has nothing to do with corn with the exception that they are both yellow but that's it they don't even have a corn related mascot well at least not yet. Anyways after thinking all of this all I can is that what the hell they still taste good.

Superpowers and crying

For some unexplainable reason I really liked these two stories we had to read this time around. They were able to capture my imagination which by the way not many stories can do. The first one about blogging was not as good as the second one but it got the job done because i could actually see myself in my underwear fighting political crime from the comfort of my own home just add a cape and a obvious "secret identity" and I'm the batman of the internet. You probably can't tell from the last sentence but the first article was about how blogging is really able to make a impact on the real world even of the giants of the real world don't like to admit we can make a difference, and that is what I like about it. Who doesn't like the underdog story which is what the article was basically saying truly david vs goliath. It made feel that whatever it is that im writing on here can actually make people change their minds about something in a way blogging gave ordinary people superpowers, Now who doesn't like superpower and if you say you don't well my friend you are a big fat liar and your pants are most likely on fire. The second article touched my heart and made feel like a big loser because here where kids that did not have a place to stay where dirt poor more than usual yet were still able to pass class and make through college to a better life that's basically the script to some hollywood movie that is going to come out next summer but that were actually real. That article really opened my eyes because it addresses a problem I didn't even know existed but apparently is real big. As I was reading how those two students lived in the office of their professors I'm not gonna lie I got a bit teary eyed, so yea lets just say I'm really glad I'm not in that position and honestly we all are but I'm glad I read it, it gave me some new perspective that i will probably forget by this time next week but for the time I learned a valuable lesson and yea call me a sap for actually falling for the sad story but im a proud sap so deal with it

Profiles

I dont know about you guys but, this whole profile thing was rather boring and I didnt really like them at all. Thats all in the past now I think only thing I liked was that i learned that johnny depp used to throw temper tantrums on the set of that one tv series. I found that quite funny aprt from that the rest was kinda weird if you know what i mean, for example if I was a car owner of that rare car they were talking about I would be pretty freak about the idea that the mechanic im supposed to take my car to get fixed talks to cars. I wouldnt want to take my car there if anything that would make me not want to take it there. The fortune cookie guy was weird too ( who actually reads fortune cookies actually i do but i dont take them seriously) he said that if he didnt come up with new stuff people would stop eating fortune cookies... that was funny can you imagine you open a fortune cookie it says something like "today you will have a great day" and you say "damn i had this one last week, im never going to eat another fortune cookie again" exactly i cant imagine many people doing that i eat them because i like them not because of the fortune inside ( i sometimes forget it brings them and have nasty paper in my mouth). So basically those were my thoughts on profiles.

3 options 3 joruneys

Ive been asked (more like told but like to feel that im in control at least somewhat) to choose three experiences in my life so i can later pick one to write a pop culture memoir type thing on it. The first if these experiences i would like to talk about is the first and only time i was in a soccer riot back in '98 it was a pretty memorable experience filled with joy, frustration, tears, and lastly fear only problem is I dont know if that will count as a pop culture due to the fact that soccer isnt nearly as popular here in the U.S. than it is in other countries around the world. Enough about that lets look at my second option which deals with childhood affair (or obession, it doesnt really matter theyre both about the same) with Pokemon. Yea everybody that grew up in the 90s remembers those lovable cute monsters that we loved to see beat the living crap out of each other. Funny thing is that everybody got into this obession, love, crazed for these so called pocket monsters that we just had to have in every form and size. We had them on our candy, on our video games, on our pinatas (yes pinata for just a few bucks you got to hit a huge cardboard pikachu till candy fell out) on our blankets and the most important of all these the trading card game ( that nobody knew how to play and really didnt matter). Well that right there is the second option which is all fine and dandy which leads into the third and final option which is... Well right now im kinda stuck because i dont really know what to say. Oh I just got hit with inspiration ( if you want to call it that but then again it doesnt matter what you want to call it because thats what im calling it) my third option is about the time subject of moving that right this is for any of you out there who had to be yank out of the place you grew up, with familar surroundings and people that love you and put into a completely different place and where there is a new set a rules (a whole new ball game to put it into a sports analogy). Of course Im talking about the time i moved to a little state called Tennessee. There you have it those are my options all of my cards are on the table and hopefully if I dont forget next time im on this site you will get to here one of these into details. Oh and i almost forgot if you want, nobody forcing you, you can leave a comment asking for the one you want to here.

My History of writing

Hey, welcome to my blog my name is Ramon Damas, im 18 years old, of hispanic descent and Im currently attending Tn Tech in cookeville, Tn. This kinda the main reason that I am even writing this, its a writing assignment for my english class.Well over the course of the 18 years that i have walked this grand planet of ours I have had many encounters with the process known to many as writing, many of these encounters have been pleasant ones but the ones i remember most are ones I would like to forget. Like I said I have done some writing in my time and to some extent, apart from this, i still continue my writing but in the typical fashion that most people do. Most of my writing is in spanish, which i do because thats the language most people at my church speak so they need to know what writing. Now the writing that i never liked was the stuff at school now that writing was well not to friendly because it was forced writing with a rigid topic and strict boundaries that if we even thought about stepping out it meant failure. To me writing is something that should be forced upon someone ,when i say writing i mean the creative kind, because then it just takes the whole fun out of it. Now this leads me to the good of memories of writing which the few times that i have a weird feeling to just write most of the time poetry but its just for couple of minutes and only happened a handful times so dont expect to see a book full of poetry because i havent kept it i just kinda throw it away when i was done. so all in all my history with writing has been one filled with joy and sorrow.