Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Too all seniors

It was fun while it lasted
I'm a miss each and everyone of you
If I didn't talk, said Hi to you I'm sorry
They'es memories we made together are never going to be forgotten
Let all keep in touch one way or another
Lets keep making more memories out of Garfield

Well this is my good bye to you guys
I'm a miss my assg. on Blogger and i'm a miss you guys

The memories we made together are going to be with me forever

Always w/Love
Carolina Camacho

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Seven Ways of looking at a broken heart

Love is red
Love is dark
Love will turn into pain

It's like a plant
When its given love it will grow
But when its ignored
It will dye

Love will hurt
It wont have a cure
Other than the one
That will get there and replace the pain.

It's a need.
Everyone has to have it.
Knowing everything has an end,
People still risk it and give all they have.

The warm arms holding you
Making you feel protective,
Will turn cold and when you least expect it
They will be gone and no longer protecting you.

A rover in your eyes
Is what will become the end
Knowing you lost
The one you thought was the one.

You will end up with fear
You will think it's your end
But someone will come
And give you the warmth you need.

9 Ways of Looking at Music-Carlos Z.

Calms you down
when you are too excited
like the waves of a beach

Gets your adrenaline going
when your about to compete,
getting you ready for anything

It makes your body move
at dances or just home,
your body getting a workout

Entertains you when
you have nothing else to do,
like watching magicians perform

Keeps you awake
when driving down the freeway,
the same way simple thoughts about life do

Brings back memories
when listening to an Oldie
like taking trip down memory lane

People notice you when
you play it loud in your car,
the attention you like

It sets the mood
to an enviroment,
like special effects

It keeps you concentrated
when doing any type of work,
like being in a four wall room

Monday, June 18, 2007

7 Ways To Look at a Crossover;Christopher Melendez

7 Ways To Look at a Crossover



A crossover is dangerous and a sick with it skill
It is so effective it will give you a chill
It is so lethal that it can also knock you over
And once that happens then you know I’m taking over

To many fans a crossover is their highlight of the day
They love watching people embarrassed for getting their ankles break

I’ve been shake and baked and brutally crossed over
My knees started to buckle until I just tipped over
I felt weak and embarrassed I just felt humiliated
I’m the basketball player who everybody hated
I got played and got clowned in front of the while crowed
I can’t show my face so I’ll just stick it in the ground

Basketball legends and future hall of famers
Learn this technique and add a little flavor
They crossover smooth, slick and full of style
The move is so electric that your mind will go wild

Iverson, Kobe, Wade, and Lebron
Are N.B.A. favorites who know what crossovers are
The practice, prefect it until they get it right
Cuz once you step up on the court then your done for the night

I’m the Rookie of the Year taking over the game
I crossed over Jordan and just put him in shame
I shot in his face so I could put him out of place
I’m a sick sharp shooter that my nickname should be “Ace”

Hot Sauce is one of the greatest ankle breakers known
When you see his crossover your mind will be blown
He’s quick, fast and will make your body shake
Then you’ll start to tremble like a terrible earthquake
He’s a hurricane, cyclone or a natural disaster
With those ankle breaking moves then he must be the master

SEVEN WAYS TO LOOK AT A TRUCK___JOSE

A TRUCK IS A PURE SIGN OF
POWER, DOMINANCE

ITS A MOVING SHOWROOM
A WORK OF ART, FOR ALL TO SEE

A PIECE OF TECHNOLOGICAL
ADVANCEMENT AT ITS FINEST

A FORM OF FREEDOM, A DOOR
TO THE OPEN ROAD

A HUMANS GREATEST ASSET
IN THE TIME OF NEED

A NECESSITY FOR ALL WHO
DEPEND ON IT FOR SURVIVAL

AND A TOOL FOR OPEN ROAD
SUPREMACY...YESS IT IS...

Fourteen Ways To See Graduation Day

Graduation is almost near
Four years of high school and
It's finally time to say goodbye
We all know this day was coming
When it is time for us to fly

Graduation time is almost here
This is the day we all love
And we all fear

Graduation day is the climax of a dream.
A parental dream that began when a child is born.
And their hope come true it would seem

Graduation
Exciting, emotional
Saying final goodbyes
Tears welling in our eyes

Our eyes would be teary
On graduation day
And our hearts will be filled with love
We will shine
Just like the stars above

We have shared many laughs
And we have shared many tears
Over and over again
In these past four years

Hold on to things that last,
Let go of things that won't,
The past is in the past,
And the future's promised hope.

The time has come
For us to depart
On graduation day,
It may feel like the end
But It's only the start

We say our goodbyes
We cry our last tears.
We take all these pictures
That will last us for years.

We'll look back on the drama
We'll look back on the fights.
We'll laugh it all off
Because were going on with life.

The past will linger with memories engraved
Like our secret crushes and the love notes saved
Friendships mean the most and it's hard to let go
Life moves on fast from the people that we know

Overcoming challenges is hardest from within
High School was a crossing; a lesson to be learned
Becoming who we are is the honor we have earned
As we reach graduation day

Will you tell me goodbye,
Will you help me find my way,
Will you laugh through everyone's cries,
And help cherish the day,
On graduation day?

I wish you all happiness and bliss
For you all I will greatly miss;
Goodbye to the class of 2007.

seven ways of looking at a friendship-Evelyn Tineo

Through out our lifes theres
one thing that says the
friendship regains.

The friendship we cherish
through grief and pain will
always remember because
it is what i am today.

Their are friendships we make
that sometimes we may not
recall because our bond was
to strong.

In ones friendship it is filled
with funny jokes, laughters,
and we never run out on
something to talk about.

we go through ups and downs
but in a real friendship we
stay together.

Our friendship is gained with
trust but it can be vanished
in a second.

Friendship never ends and if
it ends it can alwyas be regained

7 Ways Of Looking At A Mexican

Mexicans stand up for what they believe in
and not letting anything,
nor anyone get in there way

There skin color in brown
from my ancestors working hard in the hot sun,
to save enough money
to move to a better place

Mexicans pay someone
that they don't know to cross them,
across the boarder
in the trunk of a car

Mexicans get up early
every day, ready to work,
to support there family

Mexicans warm, hand made tortillas
with steaming beans,
right out of the pot

Mexicans play the mananitas,
for you on your birthday

Mexicans aren't always
in a gangs,
nor having a poor education

Five ways of "A Perfect Evening"

My perfect evening has
The golden glow of the
Sunset, in the distance.

As the quiet calm of the evening ,and
The gentle waves
Of the sea washes to
It's sandy shore.

As the night draws near
And the sound of the tiny
Creatures great and small
comes out to play.

With you and me
In each others arms.
Watching the sunset
go down.

This simple pleasure
In all it's measure, Refreshes and
And unites two hearts
Full of hopes and
Dreams.

7 Ways at Looking at Superman

7 Ways at Looking at Superman


I was born in Krypton,
down is where i was sent.
Landed in Smallville, Kansas,
where I was Known as Clark Kent,
But later to the world,Superman!

As he flies through the air,
He looks like a bird or is it a plane?
He flies by so fast.
He stands for "Truth, Justice and the American Way"
He is my Hero, he is our hero.
He's Superman!

To some he's Superman,
To others "The Man of Steel,"
but to me he is nothing.
He's not even a big deal.
I'm Lex Luthor, his number one fan.
Just a quick glow of Kryptonite,
and will soon be a dead man.

Without me where would they be?
The world would scream for help,
but who would come to their rescue?
The world needs a hero, they world need someone like me.
They need Superman.

Tall,handsome,blue eyes.
Muscular body with a srtrong jaw.
Dark hair and fair skin.
Superman.

Where ever there might be trouble,
Superman will be there to save the day.

Out of billions of people on Earth,
One man stands alone.
Superman!

POEM- guillermo

A friend is a person
to laugh and cry with,
An inspiration,
Someone who lends a helping hand,
though friends may not be forever,
And they may not end up together,
the memories of a true friendship will
last forever.
Someone who shares a smile,
Someone who brightens up your day
What makes a person a friend?
Is by saying your Love will stay.

Saturday, June 16, 2007

poems

You

When I hear that song
I know its you
When I hear that song
My heart jumps
When I hear that song
I think of everything we’ve done together
When I hear that song
I can’t wait to see you
When I hear that song
I walk outside to see you
When I hear that song
I smile
When I hear that song
My cell phone is worth every penny
When I hear that song
I think damn its so true
When I hear that song
All I can do is think of you
That song is always going to be our song


Life

As I stoke my hand over you
I think, do I really have to

I turn you one
But why do I

I press all your right buttons
And you open up to me
And let me in

I see your face and I smile
You make me happy

You help me forget
about all the bad thing that happen around me
About the problems
About me

You’re my life
You’re my brother
You’re my sister
You’re my family

You’re just a computer
that’s all you are





You and me

I talk to you like it don’t matter
You think your just a friend
But secretly your more to me

I try to play it off by being a jerk to you
but it doesn’t work

Your eyes distract me during class
You hair
Your lips
Your smell
Tortures me in my dreams

When you say my name
My knees tremble

As we talk about your girlfriends
you look me straight in the eyes
In the back of my head I think
Can this every work out

I know the answer to that and don’t know why I ask it

you had me in the palms of your hand
What ever you said I would do

But when you used me the way you did
You only made me stronger and smarter

You were the best and worst thing to happen to me
You thought me a lot

Because you I learned to love my self for who I am
And not for what you or anyone wants to make me

No matter what happened between us
No one will ever no
Besides me and you

I LOVE YOU FOR WHO YOU ARE
And because of you
I love myself for who I am











Graduation

We all been here for a long time

We made and lost good friends

Your like my family
I’ve seen you guys everyday

We walk amongst the crowed together
Past each other down the hall

Its been four years and in less
Then two weeks its all going to be over

I’ve been waiting for this day all my life
But know that its here
I don’t want to go through with it
I never thought that I would be leaving all these friend behind

I never thought it would hurt so much
to get out of school

Graduation day is near
And we can smell it in the air

It’s barely hitting us
That when we graduate
We’re all for ourselves
I couldn't make my mind up in which peom to publish. So i'm leaving it up to you. I love all my peoms.

No more nutrition’s or lunch
No more bells to tell us
When to go to our next class or to go home

Know at this point
I’ve come to realize
That we are becoming adults

As much as I want to graduate
I scared to leave my friends behind
And go of to a new places and make friends all over again

2 more weeks to go June 29th is just around the corner

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

10 ways of looking at EMO'S

10 way's of looking at emo's

My trend is emo,
i wake up put my hair to the side,
covering my eyes,
putting eye shadow above and around my eye,
acting very shy
cause my trend is EMO.

I looked to my side when i was playing football in the dirt,
I see freaking emo kids, wanting the attention with tight shirt,
and tight pants, and the girls with tight skirts.

Being with heroine makes me bliss, or happy.
I pick up a rose, take it to my heroine,
and express myself, and suddenly shes
in the trend as EMO

Stupid is what they aim for,
cutting themselves, swallowing the pain
and releiving the tension, for
their EMO feelings

Expressing what we feel, crying, cutting
sad, angry, happy, bliss, and any emotion
is I and we

Hard or soft whatever this music is,
you cant understand the metaphors and screaming
lyrics they sing. What kind of music is this?
and what does this have to do with EMO?

everybody is watching me why?
is it my different color hair,
or the way i just look?.Am I different
than them? do they hate the EMO's? why me?
Im not liking this feeling i just want to
fit in but i cant.

We need to give those EMO"S a reason,
a reason to cry and bleed.
lets make them feel the way they want to feel,
but worse. Scared as they are lets make them more
scare.

Hiding from the crowed i just want to be alone
with my taughts. woder i wonder why is this world harsh,
i just want to listen to my loud music feeling like a
black crow

Seeingsters, seeing kids whatever they are no good use.
black why do they use black?.
there hearts are half red half black, for the
reason that their happy or sad.

drop drop the blood is dripping
from the hiden places ive cut myself.
AIM FOR BLOOD, PAIN IS WHAT WE FEEL SOMETIMES,
BUT SOMETIMES IT CHANGES TO HAAPINESS.
HEROINE IS THE ONLY THING TO MAKE ME FEEL HAPPY.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

"How It Feels To Be Colored Me" Vanessa Zepeda

I am proud to say that I am Mexican-American. I don't feel any different than anyone else around me in East L.A. when it comes to the color of my skin because practically everyone here is Hispanic/Latino in one way or another. I love my culture and I love the color of my skin and I wouldn't trade it for anything. Negative comments from ignorant people have never made me doubt once that where i come from and what my roots are, are any less than anyone elses. I am human just like every other race there is. The color of my skin is brown, and the color of my eyes and hair are dark brown and I was born and raised in East L.A., so people will take me for who i am or wont take me at all.

How it feels to be colored me.Christopher melendez

I grew in the united states of america and was raiced in east la.being known as mexican has bother me but i live with it cause mexicans and salvadoreans are kind of the same. everytime i get made fun of i know their just playing around so i dont take it serious. but im proud of being salvadorean i feel unique knowing that theres not so many salvadoreans in east la.the people in east la look at me good so i dont have nothing to argue about. but i am glad to be salvadorean and it feels good to be salvadorean. define me however you want but im better than you if you judge me.

Monday, June 11, 2007

IN-CLASS GUITAR POEM

A guitar
Alone, without words
your curve fits perfectly
in my arms
Where you give song
to the words
My heart cannot find.
Ms. Cheby

Guitar is like a woman with beautiful curves
you can play it real loud till it gets on your nerves
Christopher M.

Wooden smell with a hole in the middle
strokes, strokes, is what i aim for
in the middle of the black hole.
Carlos M.

The music that plays in our ear
is for our satisfaction.
Evelyn T.

The felling of the vibration
sending tones with sensation
Guillermo H.

A guitar a musicians lover
the humming with each packato
the keep curves to hold it firm
and the satisfaction to satisfy others.
Jose R.

Hold it gently
glid its strings
and play beautiful music with it
Karla C.

Oh guitar how i like to
pull your six strings,
so everyone can hear me.
Robert C.

The feeling of the vibration rhythms
against your body
sends sensation down your back
deed the structure formed of a woman body

Looking at the curves from the guitar
is like looking at my own.

typed by Robert C.