Pack Rat

I really hate throwing anything away unless i feel completely cluttered.  I get attached to everything so when i give stuff away its usually forced and i'm not very willing. I'm a bit of a pack rat. When I was little I had one Barbie doll that i thought was the prettiest Barbie i ever saw. She had flaming red hair and the cutest face with the best outfits.  I played with her everyday and she was the main character in all the stories i made up.  One day i came home from school and I couldn't find her anywhere. I looked in  all the shelves in my closet, above my closet, under the bed, in my moms room and she was gone.  I never actually figured out where she went but i think that my mom gave her away along with all my other toys and old clothes.  I was really upset about it and i got mad at my mom for giving her away but eventually i got over it.  I figured that some other less fortunate kid will have her and be extremely grateful.  Now i when i see children who have barely anything i compare that to what i have so whenever I go back to the Philippines i try to give away as much as i can to those who need it and this helps them AND me get over getting too attached to unimportant things.  When I went to Peru with some of my classmates we visited kids who were all HIV positive and we gave them donations from fundraising all year, we also gave them clothes and some toys that we did not need anymore. Today i still have a hard time giving or throwing things away because in a sense i feel attached or i feel that they will become important or useful to me in the future.  But going to Peru or seeing homeless children in the Philippines I think of how much I have and how much i can give them and help them in that way.

why Mr Lee is the best teacher EVER!

Mr. Lee, even his name is wonderful.  He teaches very well, and is a very

 reasonable man. He loves his students and his students love him. He has this 

exotic accent that makes you pay constant attention and you just can't turn away.

  He has wisdom in everything he says and he says them in very sophisticated

 ways.  He has such a loving nature and treats his students as if they were his 

own children.  He has this royal characteristic about him that disables him 

from sitting on the ground, he prefers swirly chairs. (the mark of power).  

His hair is gelled to perfection every morning and comes prepared to class 

with wise phrases to share with the class.  When a student is out of line 

(svahn) he handles it with poise and awesomeness and makes everyone 

laugh at that students expense.  its crazy how awesome he is, his blogs

are the best because you can really get a lot of goodness out of them.

If you want to be a good teacher my advice to you:

Be Mr. Lee. =D

Dear Shane

High school is a very tough place full of self-conscious teenagers and embarrassing moments. Being a teen myself, I know that there are many questions high schoolers have about growing up, dating, body image and more. So this year, I am going to have my own column called "Dear Shane" and basically the main purpose is to give advice to students that need it while remaining completely anonymous. (anonymous meaning no one will know you asked that question).   I will then pick two questions to answer and those two will be posted up in the school newspaper; this can also help other students that may have the same questions.  Please don't be afraid to ask me anything, and know that you do not have to sign your name on anything you send me, and if you accidentally do, I won't reveal your identity to anybody unless you specifically tell me to. Your questions can include things about: mean girls or bullies in general, balancing school and your social life, peer pressure and a lot more.

my email is:  beachcrazed@hotmail.com

Note:
Hey guys, I know you all love me and want my attention, and i love you too but please don't send any emails or questions that aren't exactly serious, or have nothing to do with this column. thanks :)

Why Boys Are Stupid

I think all girls will agree with me when i say that boys are pretty stupid, ESPECIALLY when it comes to girls and dating.  You can be THE nicest man in the world and still have no clue on what to do to make a girl happy. Playing hard to get: ok thats cool, it makes us want you more but after awhile it gets pretty old and it gets boring cause' by then everybody knows you like her so JUST GO OUT WITH HER. it was ok in middle school, but we're all older here, i think we should be able to handle a little bit of maturity.  When a girl texts you or tries to talk to you but you dont reply, your just making it awkward for everybody so nut up and talk to the woman, she's not gonna stab you in the face. (unless your really asking for it)  TALKING IS KEY, if you dont like her, tell her. if you do like her, TELL HER so she's not sitting around wondering what the elephants is going on.   Girls like to be remembered, so dont try to act "cool" and pretend like you have no idea who she is, thats what you call being a douche bag and it is frowned upon in many countries.  If you make a promise, stick to it, your just gonna aggravate her more if you say you'll do something and the last minute you dont do it.  thats just dumb.
and i dont care if she's been with you for 2 years, dont be a pig.  dont start burpin in her face and leaving her behind.letting her carry all the heavy stuff, she's a human being and she deserves to be treated like one. and last but most important: be honest.  dont think that you can do something bad, lie, and get away with it.
we know all. 
so if you want a successful relationship, my advice to you...dont be a stupid boy.


PS.
this is just part one of why boys are stupid.  trust me there are a lot more reasons.

sinking in

     At the beginning of the year, walking in school, i still felt that i was a mere sophomore.  The word "Junior" had not sunk in yet.  I was fresh-minded right after summer, totally relaxed and excited for the new year.  The First three days weren't that bad; a couple of reading assignments and some writing were assigned and everyone pretty much breezed through it. A couple more days of school passed by and i still didn't feel like i was a junior in high school. not until today that is. After a hard-core work out for two hours of volleyball, i had to drive home and start on my homework.  I realized that i had left my book at school for AP english and i needed to write a precis on it.  I also had to finish reading and answering questions for Ancient World History, write this blog, study for chemistry, do some art when all i wanted to do was lay back and sleep like i did for two months straight during summer.  Today hit me like a load of bricks.
 I'm a Junior now. 
 I'll have more school work, more pressure, and will become busier and busier everyday.  I realize that I must adjust myself accordingly and i will have to sacrifice a lot of free time if I want to make it through this year.

If being a Junior is hard, then i cant wait to be a senior.

My Bucket List

There are countless of things i want to do before I die and i've always wanted to make a bucket list so here we go.
(this is in no particular order)

first thing, I have also wanted to visit a mental hospital, i just think it would be interesting to see what it's like inside and how all the people act. Second thing would be to work with Tim Burton or Johnny Depp, cuz that would be pretty freaking awesome being in a movie with them would be like my dream come true basically. Third thing is to earn like a billion dollars and take a couple million to buy food for kids in Africa, and of course spoil myself and my family. Fourth thing would be to take a picture with every person i meet through out my life time and make a huge project out of it. Fifth thing would be to visit every major city around the world to shop and go sightseeing for at least a week.  I  want to climb a pyramid, swim in the Nile, visit the Eiffel tower, bungee jump from the tallest building in the world, marry the hottest guy ever born on this planet. Go to all of my classmates hometowns to experience all the different cultures.  Write a book, create a song album with Akon, Usher, Taylor Swift, Nick Jonas, and so on.  Walk on a runway during a major fashion show, get my face up on a gigantic billboard.  Make one of the BIGGEST cookies EVER (possibly getting on the guiness book of world records).  Sing at a concert at a stadium with thousands of people, that would be really awesome but i'd probably be extremely nervous and barf...possibly. I want to meet Oprah and Ellen, I also want to meet the lady with the longest nails in the world.  I want to have dinner with the tallest man and party with Obama. Build THE coolest tree house in the history of cool tree houses, wear a mascot costume and crash at least 10 parties in one night.  Visit a real life castle, and sneak into an amusement park at night with a bunch of friends. Create a website that could possibly become as popular as perezhilton.com.  And the last and final thing i could think of at them moment that i want to do before i die is to go up to space and walk on the moon. 

The End