Thursday, March 26, 2009

I usually end my day with walking my dog around my neighborhood.

After school i usually listen to my music.

I have finally arrived at school.

I am still on my way to school but i thought the glowing light in this shoot looked cool.

The drive in the morning, I'm on the way to school.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Friday, March 13, 2009


The Poem "Where I Am From"


“Where I am from”

I am from love and hate

I am from laughter and tears

I am from wine and bread

I am from tacos and carne asada

I am from my mother who’s dark, beautiful and short

I am from my father who is white and tall

I am from my dogs who bark constantly through the night

I am from the bright sunlight in the sky to the blackness of the starry night.

I am from the palm trees blowing in the wind to the frosty snow mountains

I am from the southern beaches and endless sunny skies.

I am from dreams with orange skies and purple clouds and dancing birds.

I am from who knows how many aunties and uncles with millions of cousins.

I am from many books sitting on my bookshelf to a million DVD on the living room floor.

I am from my room where I drown the world out with my loud music.

I am from sadness to happiness in an instant, when my friends and family are near

I am from smarty-pants and goofballs who just love to have fun

I am from shy and outgoing to quiet and loud

I am from a world that will constantly be in motion but I will always be true.