My Exhibition!!

I'm so nervous and excited at the same time for my exhibition. I hope I do good and that I pass. I'm REALLY looking forward to my senior year. I know I have a lot of great things ahead of me this up coming year and that I will continue to do good. As I'm sitting here writing this blog entry the nerves are kicking in and I'm sitting here telling Kiara that I am starting to get nervous. I wasn't nervous when I came here but now I'm nervous. I just feel weird, it's lunch time and I'm sitting here wondering if I should go eat or not. I don't even feel hunger I just feel numb. Well this is like a little reflection on how I'm feeling before my exhibition. I hope I do good :)

Kiara Almonte

This girl has been by my side since day one. I've been knowing Kiara for about 7 years now and our friendship is still going strong. Kiara is 18 years old, she graduated recently from classical high school, and I'm so proud of her. Kiara has been through some struggles but we've got through it together. Kiara knows ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING about me. She's a person that knows how to bring my mood up whenever I'm down and she's a funny person. Even after everything she's been through she still manages to keep a smile on her face. I love Kiara very very much. That's like my big sister. I call her mom "Tia" and her family loves me :) Kiara is a strong strong girl. She shows me what it is to be strong and keep your guards up because in this world you can't trust people. Well I have so much to say but I'm just going to leave it there. I love you Kiara :)

BEST POEM THAT RELATES EXACTLY TO ME...

http://www.bestteenpoems.com/poem/grandpa-im-missing-you

My Brother

Wesley Joel Reyes... My 10 year old brother. This little boy is so smart, he knows a little about everything. My brother is learning a lot in school and I'm very proud of him he's growing up fast. He is in the 5th grade and he's one of the few people in his class that are actually very smart. I love my brother so much with all my heart. I would kill for him, whenever I need him he's there even though he's only 10 he's still my diary. I tell my brother almost everyday. We fight like cat & dog but we still get through the day and we still love each other. There was a day that I thought my brother was going to die on me. When we were at Roger Williams park and my brother was playing with other little kids and I was walking around the park with my mom and my mom's friend, my brother was going on the slide and he slipped and he fell and hit his head on the edge of the stairs and it slid open, the only way I saw him get hurt was because some little kid said "OMG he's bleeding" and I heard my brother crying so I ran towards him and I didn't know what to do so I yelled as loud as I could to my mom and she came running in tears because he was covered in blood, my brother was crying because I was crying and my mom was crying and he was bleeding a lot not because he was in pain because he couldn't feel the horrible accident that happened. Every time I think about it I get goose bumps because the thought of almost loosing my brother that day doesn't seem to suet me. My brother can be annoying sometimes.. Okay maybe most of the time but I still love him and he will always be like my sidekick.   

My feelings?

I swear sometimes I just want to be left alone... Today was not my day. I swear everyday is not my day, well that's not true but yeah anyways... When I have cramps I don't want to talk to anybody and I just want to stay in bed and cry. Unfortunately life doesn't work that way because of school. I really wanted to get some work done but this pain really wasn't letting me and my head hurt so bad I really didn't want anybody to bother me & on top of that my phone stopped working! OH HECK NO, I wasn't having it. Today's just one of those days I didn't wanna be bothered and I guess that's the way it is sometimes. I don't like feeling like this but hey what can I do? I'm so bipolar sometimes I swear it's not normal... Don't really know why I'm writing this but I guess my feelings need to be heard and writing them down helps, SOMETIMES...