I SHAVED MY HEAD!!!!!!

This past Thursday, I did the unthinkable: I shaved my head.

The day after New Year's, my cousins' father insisted that I cut my hair down, just because. I hate it when people who aren't even your parents instruct you to do things that you shouldn't be obligated to follow, yet he bickers and tells me to turn off my iPod when I'm in the car, get off the cell phone after I spend too much time talking to people, etc., etc. Me being the idiot that I am went along with what he said 99.9% of the time, and I fed into his B.S. yet again when my cousins' and I went to the barber and had my hair taken down, just because of their father's idiocy thinking that he's my dad too...when he isn't!

I was not please as to what became of my hair to the point where I said "screw it", and I shaved it all off. There was no reason for me to cut my hair off just because he told me to, I had a right to do what I wanted with my hair, even if it meant growing it long and having it straightened, because that's the style I like to have it: straightened and combed backwards with hair glue holding it down. I always left my house with my hair in a presentable manner, but he didn't care.

So I'm starting from scratch, because the barber botched my hair when I picked it out and it didn't look even at all. My mom was shocked with what I did but she didn't really question me so much as to why I did it. But I'm never listening to anyone when they tell me what to do with my hair. So now I shaved everything off, and I'm growing my hair from scratch, and when it's back to a reasonable length again, I'm doing what I want to do with it, whether I want to straighten it, spike it, or fauxhawk it for the matter.

Week of my life....

This past week, I have done absolutely NOTHING.

Don't get me wrong; sometimes, it's fun to do nothing. But then it gets absolutely boring and sooner or later you'll eventually feel like crap because your life will go to the shitter. So yeah, I need to get myself out of bed and find something to do.

I have already registered for classes for next semester at my college (I still go to the College of Staten Island), but my classes won't start until the 29th of this month (which falls under a Friday). So I have nearly three weeks till school, which I really can't wait for.

I'm back!!!

It's hard to believe that I haven't posted here since August. Time sure does fly...I've been real busy. But I promise to be more active and pay some attention to my blog, because it certainly does help to write what's on my mind.

So let's see, it's 2010 already. I, for one, am extremely excited that 2009 is dead and gone, because that year honestly sucked, seriously. Everything that could have went wrong sure as hell did. The only things good I saw out of 2009 was the fact that I graduated and that I got into a good college, although I didn't need anyone's help to pull through; I did it all on my own (trying not to be selfish, so to speak, but it's true; I try to seek little help in terms of what I do). And I can't forget the fact that I'm 18 now! As much as I dread the fact that my childhood days are over, I have to continue on with reality.

2010 so far...too soon to tell. I'll wait till the end of the month to give my critique as to how 2010 has been and how I hope it will be.

In terms of school, I didn't do as well as I had provisioned. I took four classes in my freshman semester: a history class, two film classes (film after all is my major) and an english class. I got a C+ in my English class, a C in my history class and one of my film classes, and an A in my other film class. I do not know what that averages to, but I'm going to say that it averages to a solid B-. Not bad, but I know I can do better than that. After all, I do want to impress NYU if I want to transfer to that school come my junior year. Next semester, I am taking five (5) classes for a total of 18 credits. I really hope that I get higher than a B in all of them but I know I'll have to work harder. No muss, no fuss. I can pull it off if I have a strong mind frame...which I do.

This week....

Well, this week was a fairly interesting week. On Sunday (August 2nd) I attended a tour of the 207th Street Yard and was able to board one of the Nostalgia Arnine trains from the 1930s, and man, those trains are the bonb! I cannot wait for the next event.

I really wanted to get a camera but unfortunately I wasn't able to because one of my friends also attended the trip and he was being a jerk and wouldn't lend me his camera. So I may as well attend the next trip on my own next time.

Today marks the last day of summer school (fr my friends at least, because they blew off classes this past year!). Thank goodness I graduated on time, and I was able to walk. But lets hope that they don't have to go through a repeat next year, because that would honestly suck. I am going to stop by the school today and pay everyone a visit and then I will play this sort of disappearing act and make a surprise return when I visit the school at their new location. People are already hype. But I can only pull such a thing off if I drop contact with almost everyone I know. It seems silly but I really want to surprise everyone at an unexpected moment. Well people be shocked when I return? I wasn't really popular around the school until late junior year until mid-senior year. But at least some people are already anticipating my return. They'll get one today, and then they'll get one in a few months. When will that be? They'll just have to wait.

Let's see....

Dang, I haven't been here in a loooooong time.

Let's see what's new with me. Oh, yes, I am now a high school graduate. I am done with high school, but without a doubt, I already miss my fellow high schoolers. We did it all. I wouldn't rather have it any other way, but oh well, we cannot stop progress. For a fact, we'll run into each other real soon someday.

So let me see what's new. For one, I am going to college. For once, I am going to listen to my mom. She is known for making poor decisions, especially when they pertain to me, but right now, I'm not going to worry about that. I really wanted to go to Marymount Manhattan College, but maybe it's time to be real. I'm not even paying for the school, financial aid is. My tuition is covered. But if what my mom says is true and I get the unused money back, then I can save that up for NYU, which is my main priority. So I will be heading to the College of Staten Island for one year instead. I am actually psyched about it because I love the commute between Staten Island and Brooklyn/Manhattan, and unlike my friends, I actually like Staten Island. But NYU is where I WILL be in sophomore year, trust me.

My GPA for Term 4 came up to be a 2.9, how, I don't know. I thought it was supposed to be higher and better than that. I am a little disappointed with myself, as I really wanted to go out in style, with grades that were off the wall. But hey, at least my rank is within the top 20, and at a recent awards banquet (where I received some awards and more money for college), 19 other kids and I got recognized for it, so it's all good. I am content with that.

What's new? Oh, yes! I am getting my Advanced Regents Diploma!!! After FOUR attempts, I got a 66 on my Math B Regents, and I also took the Latin Regents; I got a 79.

I am good to go! Phase 1 of my life is complete! (That was to graduate high school with a top award.) Phase 2.1 is complete: get into college. All I need to do is complete Phase 2.2, which is to get to NYU, and complete Phase 3, which is to pursue my career in filming and make my own TV show! Then my life will be complete. Stay tuned!

End of the road. No, U-turns are not allowed....

For the past several weeks, I seem to have reached a new low, and I really wonder: how can I turn myself onto a path if the signs don't alow you to? In my case, I can't make a proper turn for where I want to head becuase obstacles are telling me otherwise.

On the first day of April, I realized that I didn't get into NYU, the college of my dreams, the college where I hoped that I would start it all, and I'll never forget that day, not only because it was April Fools', but the whole thing seemed too wrong, and I was torn. There is a part of me that will never mend because of NYU's decision to not let me in, and I don't think I can ever forget that, or forgive them for their decision either.

I had a perfect backup college: Marymount Manhattan. I was grateful that one college saw my potential and let their doors open for me to walk in. But I don't even know if I will be able to make it through those doors in time; I have a $200 tuition deposit that's still pending and my mom really doesn't care if I even attend college anymore becuase she wants me to attend a CUNY college, the most overlooked college in New York and on the East Coast. My mom's only concerned abou her needs; she hates spending money on anyone and usually dishes it all out on bills, nails, hair care, and cigarettes, my biggest pet peeve ever. And I get the short end of the stick of $10 a week. Like really, like I can do anything with that for a whole week. And she usually takes it back for whatever reason, my goodness. Now I don't even know if I will be attending college at all, and I feel that the past year planning on colleses have been wasted. I feel like my whole life has been wasted.

Sometimes I wonder: do your relatives share your best interest, or your friends? My brother thinks that his friends share his best interest, and I'm starting to think the latter now. For most of my life, I've been anti-social, an outcast, a nobody, just the average joe that dealt with school and home, and didn't have time for friends. A few months ago, I've been blessed with five wonderful people that I can consider friends and share my best interest, more than my mom ever will. My former circle of peeps from junior year disbanded, and I was left with no one. But not anymore. If I had to choose the five people I've got to know two months ago and everyone else who would give me a thousand bucks to be their friend, I'd choose the former: no one can buy friendship, that's something that's ultimately...priceless.

Two Months Left!

Wow, only exactly two more months and my four-year tenure at The Williamsburg Charter High School is over.

What a run. The first school that I've been to and I spent all my time there (I've been to different elementary and junior high schools, but I've been to one high school, and I rather wouldn't be anywhere else. I mean that to a great extent.

What made my school the way it is? The wonderful people that go and work there. I'm glad to know all the students I have made friends with, as stuck-up as they may be. But they have taught me that here will be a variety of people in college and you can choose who you want to hang out with. But no matter what college(s) I'll be in, I won't meet any greater staff members or teachers that I have come to know over the years.

I'm sincerely going to miss everybody, but the good news is, it's far from over, so I'm going to make these last two months the best two months ever!!!

Back in the slump....

2009 is not my year. I may as well just be upfront. I thought things would get better, but not so. My life at school is in shambles. I found out what my grades were for this term, and I don't like them. I'm passing, but 'm not content:

• Government: 72
• Senior Seminar: 79
• English: 70
• Math: 78
• Art: 78
• Biology: 73
• Latin: 85

I find it crazy that I've been performing at this level, when I thought I would be doing way better. I'm back in the slump.

I have two months left until I'm officially out of high school. I need to step up to the plate or I'll be back making up classes for another semester.

Rejection hurts....

Yesterday was a bit of a rough patch for me, although it's not like I'm already bombarded with the craziness of the week in progress to get any last-minute work done before the third term ends tomorrow. I still have work to do anyway. But sometimes I wonder, what if my work doesn't pay off? Turns out it didn't. I didn't get accepted to NYU, the college of my dreams, the college that I was ready to give my life to, and I'm not handling it well, especially since they didn't show any faith in seeing what they could do for me as I was ready to show them what I could do in return.

I feel like I wasted my time, and I am shocked in their decision, and I'm also shocked in what made them go with that decision. I don't think I'll ever find out; it's not like I can call them and ask them, "WTF was that about?" That'd be crazy, more on the borderline of absurd. I want to pretend this didn't happen, but I can't. The damage is done, and is irreversible.

The good news is, there are other colleges out there that show some interest in having me as a sudent. I'll never forget the first acceptance letter I received, which was from Marymount Manhattan. Long Island University accepted me as well, and Marist had me on the waiting list. I would be somewhat content if NYU put me on the waiting list becuase at least they would have some interest in having me attend their school, but I guess that's not going to be the case.

I'll get over it, but I don't know how long it'll take though. I'll be starting my college career at Marymount and eventually transfer, but I'll never forget the moments and dreams that I had about being enthusiastic for becoming an NYU student. Those dreams will forever remain dreams.

3/6/9 all gone wrong!

I was really looking forward to a great day today. After a three-and-a-half month hiatus, I finally came back to skateboarding. I ordered a new deck last week on Wednesday and it came Monday. Today, March 6th, 2009 (or 3/6/9), I planned a skate trip to Staten Island and I invited some people to come with me. I planned the trip since November, and started inviting people in January. People were interested or couldn't go. Earlier this week I canceled the trip because it was going to train today but it turned out not to be the case. I rescheduled the trip, but some of the people who wanted to come changed their minds because I rescheduled on short notice. Some let me know that they weren't going to come, while the others that were supposed to didn't contact me at all. So yea, I'm glad to me skating again but things just didn't go according to plan....

...Which leads to the next incident: I booked tickets to see Late NIght with Jimmy Fallon, and I invited my cousin to come with me. Unfortunately, his brother got into a car accident, and can't come. I can't find anyone else to go with, as NBC's rules states that ALL members of your party must be present to attend the taping. I can't find anyone else to go with, so I'm going home, and will miss out on seeing Jimmy Fallon.

Sometimes, things just don't turn out the way you plan, and sometimes, that will lead to a big disappointment, just like now.