So whats so bad about being SO-So?

Lisa Wilson Strick is telling us how competitive everything people can be.  Even hobbies she enjoys, like knitting. There is someone else telling her that there are better ways to knit. But Strick always enjoyed doing everything So-So.  .  There is always someone out there that will judge you for wearing improper gear for running. I have always enjoyed arts, such as choir, and three art classes in high school. But I knew that I wasn’t great at it, I still continued doing it, because it kept me centered and relax.  I do enjoy experience something knew often, by finding something exciting to do; maybe ill go sky diving next.

                My friend TK and I were on the volleyball team during senior year of high school. While he was very competitive, I enjoyed learning something new and also gave me a reason to get out the house. TK always wanted to be the top player and always pushing himself to be better than everyone else. That’s why he was the team captain. One day we were going up against Monterey Trail High school volleyball team. Every match in the past they have defeated us, and we were not going to let them destroy us on our home turf. We push ourselves to the limit, running around like craze monkeys trying to keep the ball in play. It went back forth, we would score a point then they would come back and score a few points. TK was exhausted but, still push himself over his limit. I served the ball, other team did their pass and spike the ball. It went straight for me; I nervously pass the ball to the setter. Hoping I didn’t mess up the pass. TK was getting ready to spike the ball, he ran up to the net while the setter set the ball to him, he went with quickness, jump and swung his hardest. While he came back down, he landed on his left ankle.  I knew he could have prevented this if he took a break and relax. But his completive ego push him to a sprang ankle. 

Stuff is not Salvation

         Anna Quindlen's purpose for writing "Stuff is not Salvation", is to show how much people spend mad money on things they cant live with out .Couple of months later it ends up in the corner collecting dust. I know by first hand what Anna Quindlen is trying to say. As a young dad that sacrifice his education, so that he can support my mom, my brother, and me. I learned very young that I will not get everything that I wanted.
         As a young family it was difficult to save up money for anything. Two years have gone by and my family is more stable because, my mother had to drop out of school and find a job as well. So that me and my brother can live a better life. With two incomes in the house, me and my brother were able to get things we wanted. But we understood that my parents work hard to be able to provide for us. Before we had hand me downs, toys from garage sales, and flea markets. My parents always wanted to provide us with the best of toys because, where my parents came from they did not get everything. So they would shower us with new things. Now when I look back, I notice most of the things we got were dust collectors. I did appreciated it when i was younger and still do to this day. To this day I look at things I want at the store, and ask myself if I will be using it next week. If not then forget it.

Amy Tan

       Amy Tan was ashamed of her family because, they have a different ethnic background then the minister's family. But later on Amy tan understand that she should be proud the be different then others. After she gotten over Robert Amy was able to appreciate who she was. I also felt ashamed  once or twice when I was young.  When I was just seven years old, my family and I went on little vacation to Disneyland.
      I was having a great time with my family at Disneyland. Having no care in the world. Jumping up and down from the sugar rush I get from eating to much candy. The family wanted to go on a roller coasters; I was deeply afraid of roller coasters at this age. I refused to go on the ride because i was ashamed of people knowing that I was afraid of roller coasters , but there was no one there to watch over me, so I was dragged to my uncertain death. When you go into a dark tunnel and it starts to go faster and faster then it suddenly starts to do the sharp turns while it thrash my head left to right. It starts dramatically goes up slowly. Deep sigh of relief hopping it is all over.But then it suddenly stops 200 ft above the ground. this would of been a good time to say that  I was afraid of heights as well. my heart is throbbing out of my chest. Holding for dear life, the cart slowly creeps forward like a old man. Then down to my grave I cried as the cart swooshes downwards to my death. As I knew it the ride was over. I sat there for a minute just to take in what have just happened. Then started to cry because I was really upset that my parents put trough that and also I was scared to death just a few moments ago. But my parents brought me outside and got me Ice cream and I shut up and stop crying. While enjoying my ice cream,  they said to me that I will never get over my fears, If I do not come face to face with my fears. They also called me a little girl for crying. So I manned up and started to ride roller coasters. First I started with the kiddie rides that is only 3 feet off the ground and moved my way up to the bigger and the faster rides.

My Bio

Hey HEY hey everyone, you can either call me Jason or Jay doesn't matter to me. Born and Raised In Sacramento. This would be my first quarter at the Art Institute,before i was going to Cosumnes River College in South Sacramento for Accounting..boring.. Hopefully when i am done with my Culinary program I would be able to start up my own restaurant. I enjoy long walks on the beach....JK.
I like anything that is active. Snowboarding, long boarding, camping, hiking, EATING , and sleeping.