New Year's Resolution :]

WOW! 2k8 is almost done in a few hours ! Can you believe it ? Lol .

So here's what I want to be able to accomplish for 2k9 . :D

• I want to be a better daughter. Hm . I don't think that I've been the best daughter I know I can be this year. I want to make that up next year. I'm going to follow through with this. I don't like that feeling of disappointing my parents or family. It's just sad. So I'm going to be the best daughter I can be. (:
• Starting January 5,2009 No Ne-yo for two weeks. Grr that's going to be hard for me. I love listening to Ne-yo. His music makes me happy. Why am I doing this to myself you ask ? All for a bet. Haha. I'm going to stay strong and win it. (:
• Learn how to play the piano and guitar. Or at least try to play it. I want to be able to have the talent of playing these instruments while singing to it. I want to make people go :O. When they see I can be talented. :]
• I want to improve on my singing. To me, I can sing. Well everyone can sing. But I want to sing GOOD. That's what I'm going to work on this year also. I'm going to work on my singing. Hopefully it'll work out well . (:
• I want to improve on my personality. This next year I'm going to be nicer. I'm going to be more respective to people. I'm going to be a better person. Notice how I'm not saying "Hopefully". Saying that is not going to get me anywhere. I'm going to do this instead of saying hopefully.
• Speaking non-stop Tagalog at home. My parents have been wanting me to speak only tagalog at home for soooo long. I'm going to give it a try. I'm probably going to stutter and mess up on my words a lot. But hey. At least I'm trying right? That's the only way I'm going to learn. By my mistakes.
• Become a friendlier person. This coming year, I'm going to be friendly. Friendlier than before. Not liek super duper friendly that it's creepy. But friendly enough to make more friends.
• I don't want to doubt myself as much. This time, I'm going to become more confident. I'm not going to look at myself so low. I'm going to boost my self-confidence. :]

I have more but it's going to make you guys go :]? haha So chyea.

Have a safe and fun New Years! :P

Take care and see you all next year XD.

2k8 ! (:

First off, let me wish you all a Merry Christmas. (:

Too bad this blog isn't going to be about christmas. Lol. It's going to be my personal reflection of this year. :]. 2008 feels like it just came and went. It's amazing how fast time can go by . It feels like yesterday I was celebrating New Year's with my family. Now here I am a year older. A year somewhat wiser. Blogging about a year that felt just flew right by. This year has had it's ups and downs. But doesn't it always happen like that? One moment you feel like you're at thee bottom. Then you feel like you're on top of the world and thinking about how happy you are.



This year I personally, lost some stuff, but I also gained. I lost another uncle this year. But I'm thinking about the positives. I know that he's happy up there in heaven with his parents and his brother. The thought of that makes me happy. I lost other things also, but losing those things allowed me to gain more knowledge. I learned not to trust people that easily. It has taught me to take life slow, that there isn't a need to rush or get into things. I learned so much this year. I'm glad I did. I also learned how to learn from my mistakes. I'll say, I'm not proud at some of the things I have done this year, but I'm very thankful that now I know that what I did was wrong and that when I have to encounter those type of situations again I'll know what to do. To those who have hurt me this year, thank you, for you have made me stronger. (:



This year may have been sad and bad for me sometimes. But I got through it. I'm glad that I had my family and friends helping me get through this year. I may have lost a relative or friend but I got over it. I may have lost alot of things. But hey, I gained. I've been blessed with a new relative and new friends. Thanks to this year I'm believing in the saying "When a door closes, a new one opens." I've lost alot this year. But I've been able to gain or re-gain. I'm glad that this year has taught me a lot. I think I'm actually starting to mature now. My perspective on life has changed. Back then I would always be thinking of all the negatives in life. I would be wishing for something that I don't have. Now, I'm thankful for whatever I have in life. I don't really wish for things anymore. I'm just glad for what I have. I don't want to lose the things I have so I appreciate them/it while I still can.


2k8;; I've gotten hurt alot this year. But I've learned from it. It could've been the worse year, it could've been the best. All I know is I'm glad that I've gotten through it all. Who knows? Maybe next year will be better or worse. I just know that I'll get through it. (:

Next blog will be the last blog written in 08' >___<
-April Maii <333 (:

Music :]

I would like to dedicate a whole blog about music. Now I know most of you are thinking, "Why would you do that?". I'll tell you this. Why wouldn't I make a blog about music? I mean music is pretty much my life. Haha. I know this will seem like I have no life. But I pretty much have music playing 24/7. Either from the radio, my computer, my Ipod, my phone, etc. I love listening to music.

Music can set my mood at any moment. I can pretty much find a song any mood type. When I'm sad and I have no one to talk to all I got to do is play music and I'll feel better. I love finding new music or re-discovering old ones. It's like finding hidden treasure. :] Finding music is always fun. Especially finding music that I fall in love with. Some songs are so addicting that I have to listen to them over and over again. I won't get tired of that song until I listen to it over 100 times. [[It's true. Haha. I didn't get tired of the song Mad By Ne-yo until the 113th time I listened to it. I counted. :P]] Music has been sooooo addicting to me. It's my way of getting high. I don't get high off of drugs, I get high off of music. :]

Songs are like people, you can't really understand them until you actually listen to them and try to understand their lyrics. You have to feel their beats. You have to get their history. You have to just feel the song. You might be thinking I'm a weirdo for comparing music to humans. But try it. Just maybe you'll understand me.

I love listening to music that I can connect to. Like listening to songs I can relate to. I can't really relate to songs about being in gangs or getting shot. Don't get me wrong I like the music I just can't really relate to it. I relate to love songs alot. Haha. I don't know why but I really do. I relate to songs made or sung by Ne-yo alot. I really do not understand why but I think it's just because he's a good artist. Hmm. Music that I can relate to are normally the ones that are on my playlists.


I'll write another blog soon, I don't know what it will be about. Hmm. Hopefully it's good.
-April Maii <33 :]

Who I really am .

Well chyea . Many people normally get the wrong first impression about me. They think that I'm a snob. That I'm a bad person . They think that I'm going to make fun of them or something. They think that I'm the type of person that will judge them and leave them in the dust. When the truth is, I'm not. I'm the type of person that will care about anyone. Okay, I exaggerated about that. I'm the type of person that will care about someone until they prove to me otherwise.

These people that think I'm a snob or something are the ones that I want to prove wrong. I try to be friendly. I try to be the girl you can say hi to in the hallways. I'm trying to be the type of girl that you can be friends easily with. I'm the type of girl that wants to be friends with everyone and hated by no one. I feel like I can achieve this. It's going to be hard but I'll be able to hopefully.

Some of my closest friends think that I'm very trustworthy and friendly. My friend whiteey thinks that I'm a an amazing and true friend. I don't know if she's just sucking up or not. :] hehe joking. Mih friends are the ones that are amazing. They can make me feel better anyday. I love them with all my heart. I can't believe that they think I'm a good friend when they are the ones that are all good friends.

Hehe I'll do some more blogging later :]
-April Maii <333 (;



i luhv this gihrl
<33 whiteyy.

My Family <3 -Warning this might be long :]

Hmm . For this certain blog I wanted to talk about the people that I call my family. I'm on vacation with them right now so I thought that it was best to talk about them because I've been able to spend more time with them. Sometimes, I admit that I think that my family is weird and embarrising. But sharing this vacation with them has showed me that I'm lucky to have such a weird and crazy family instead of having a boring and never talking to each other type family. My family consists of my parents, my auntie, my grandparents, and my dogs. (:



On our way to our a little getaway we spent 14 hours together in a car. You would've thought I'd go crazy right? Surprisingly no. I had a wonderful time. My family and I spoke Taglish (tagalog mixed with english) and were just getting to reconnect with each other. Since I'm at school for such a long time. My dad has to go to work from 6pm-3am. My auntie is at work from 9am-6pm. My grandma is at work from 3pm-12am. We never have any actual family time. When we were in the car though we made up for all the times we didn't share together. I felt like a little kid again. When I was younger we would always go on family road trips to places like Nevada, Disney Land, Washington, Canada, Oregon, and many more places. It was times like those that made me always happy. While we were in the car I could tell that my dad was getting sleepy. So to make him wake up I asked my mom to put some music on from our Ipod. I asked her to play songs that could make us dance and sing. So she did. Everybody was quiet but me. I was singing and screaming. I was off-tune. I was dancing like a fool in the car. After a song or two my auntie and mom got into it. They started to go crazy like me. My grandparents laughed it off and tried dancing. My dad, well since he was driving, he used the steering wheel as his drum sets. It was a moment I will never forget. The music was super loud. After a while I got tired and fell asleep. My family though were still singing and dancing. I was glad to have made them wake up.



My parentals ;

My parents are nice, caring , funny , and loving parents. My parents are still married after such a long time. Yes, at times they can be strict about things and yes they can be well parents. But that's what parents are for right? Haha. They have reasons why they are strict and mean. They have reasons why they care about me so much. So whenever they say that I can't do something I know it's because it's what's right for me. My dad is such a great dad. He's the one that taught me a whole bunch about sports. He taught me how to play basketball, football, how to ride a bike, and alot more. Yes, I'm a girl but it doesn't matter because I love doing all of those things. My dad can put a smile on anyones face. When I was in middle school, two of my friends came over to my house one time. We were bored and just listening to music. My dad went to my room and started shaking his "stuff". My friends were laughing so hard that their faces were turning red. I however was so embarrased that my face was just turning red. My friends have always told me that they like my dad because he's so cool and funny. My mom is the one that has taught me about pretty much everything. Sometimes she seems mad but normally she's mad because I did something wrong. I normally don't realize that I've done something wrong till later on in life. My mom is retired already. She has really bad migraines which has been trying to take over her life. But my mother is strong, she's fighting against those migraines. After a long day and going to sleep with a headache. She still knows that tomorrow is going to be a better day. My mother has always told me that I should never be scared to try something, because if I don't try it I'll never know what I missed out on. My madre is a strong women. She's super independent. I hope that one day I can be independent just like her. (:



My auntie;

My auntie has been living with my parents and I for a while now. She has been like a second mother to me. When I was about 3 or 4 my mom used to work grave-yard shift. My mom was there to say goodnight when she left and good morning when she came back. But it was different because I was still really young and I needed my mom to be there with me when I was going to sleep. So my auntie did. She used to sing to me and made sure that I was fine. She always took care of me without ever complaining. She and I have made many little inside jokes throughout our time together. We danced and sung alot. We made memories like we were sisters, friends, and auntie & niece. As I got into middle school she helped me out with troubles I had. She would give me advice about anything I asked advice for. In 9th grade, she pretty much did my hair, make-up, and got my clothes ready for my first homecoming dance. I thought that she did an awesome job. I have respect for my auntie. But at times it's as if she's a sister more than an auntie to me. We get into arguments as if we are sisters. We would joke and talk to each other as if we are sisters. She's like a second mom and a sister I never had.

My grandparents;
My grandparents that live with me are the parents of my mom and auntie. They have been living with us for some quite time now. They have been supporting me and cheering me on since I was a baby. I love them so much. I don't say it as often as I should but they should know that I do. They are pretty much the only people in my family that I'll talk to in complete tagalog sentences. Haha. I don't know. I just feel like they won't laugh at me if I mess up. It's fun because they ask me questions about school and stuff. I'll tell them. Even if it takes me a while because I have to form the answer in my mind. They don't mind as long as I try they say. I'm starting to get more comfortable with my tagalog because of them. I owe them alot. They are always here for me. I admit that sometimes I don't always but I do appreciatte them alot.

Actually, I appreciate having such a wonderful family. If it weren't for them I wouldn't be here today. Without their love and support I wouldn't be who I am now. I thank having them in my life. I don't say it that often but they should know that I am. I am very thankful. I might still be young to some people but I have learned alot life lessons thanks to my family. If any of my family members are reading this, know that I'm glad to have you in my life. Thank you very much & I love you!


Blog viewers be aware a new blog will appear soon. (:
-April Maii . <333

Christmas - Filipino Style

I know, that most of you are thinking, isn't kind of early to be blogging about Christmas ? No it's not ! Why would it be? Please remember that I'm filipina. Typically filipinos start celebrating Christmas in September. They don't stop celebrating till after the first week of January . That's like 5 MONTHS OF CHRISTMAS ! haha.


I love it though because I was watching the Filipino Channel [[Yes, I understand Tagalog]] and they started counting how many more days there were till Christmas on the first day of September. I was like "Mom why are they counting down already?" My mom told me that they always do. At first I was like "Wow that is such a long time!" But then I realized that they probably celebrate it so long so that it can be more time with the family. See filipinos pretty much love spending their free time with their families. Our priorities are; God, Family, School, Friends, Etc. My family believes in the saying "Friends come and go, but families are forever".

I love Christmas, not just because I get presents and stuff but because I get to see alot my family members that I don't normally see during the year. It's a time of year to give thanks to all the things I have. Even though Christmas is celebrated for such a long time, it has it's reasons why it should be. No matter what, I want to celebrate my Christmas on September 1- the end of the last week of January. I want to keep that Filipino tradition going on.



New blog soon ;D
-April Maii <333

Fear and Worrying.

"Sometimes we miss out on the chance of true happiness because of the fears and worries that we have." -Anonymous.


Hi there once again. (:

Well this blog I wanted to chose the topic of fear and worrying. Ohhh. Scary right? Just kidding. It's nothing scary at all. It's just sometimes in one person's life they are either scared or worried about something making them miss out on their chance of really being happy. Maybe this has happen to you my blog readers, or it hasn't happened. I don't know it's your life. I'm speaking from personal experience that this does happen.

Many things happen during someone's life. We all have to make choices even if they are good or bad, we still have to make them. But have you ever had to make a choice, and then become miserable because of it? Have you ever thought that I could've been happier with that choice? Well I have. I mean like I'm happy with some of the choices I have made in the past. But looking back some of the choices I have made make me go "Come on I chose that over that? What was I thinking?" Sometime in a lifetime you start to grow up and mature and wonder "Why did I make those foolish mistakes?" Or "What was keeping me from that?Couldn't I see that the other thing was going to make me happier?".


Sometimes I get scared of thinking of fear. Sometimes, when I am sad or mad or just thinking I begin to wonder what decision has made me feel this way. I wonder how come I couldn't see before which choice was going to make me happy. It sucks looking back at some of my choices and being sad about it. I want to be happy when I think of my past. I don't want to be all sad about it. I wonder why I didn't do that instead of that when it was so obvious that I would be 10x happier. I don't know, I guess with each mistake you really do learn something.

I personally worry alot. Whether it is about my family, school, friends, or anything. I just worry alot. I can't help it, that's just the type of person I am. Normally if a little thing bad happens I begin to worry alot. I need to be more chill about stuff. I need to learn that it's okay to worry about somethings, but not to worry so much about everything. I need to be happy with what I've got while I still have it, instead of worrying that I'm going to lose it. I need to stop wishing for things I don't have and just start appreciating what I do have because once it is gone, I'll be wishing it's still here. I need to stop worrying so much because me worrying so much can cost me my happiness. I really need to start doing all these things.

Could it be that we, as people, have fears of being truly happy? In the world that we live in, are we afraid of being too happy? Do we worry if we are happy and that it's not fair while other people are sad and miserable? I know that we worry about us being happy and everything. But I don't know. Sometimes it seems like we are scared of being happy, i just don't know why.





Want more of my thoughts?
Be patient and your wish will be granted. ;D
-April Maii <333

Sorry.

Sorry; feeling regret, compunction, sympathy, pity, etc


Have you noticed how many times people say the word sorry? Do you ever wonder whenever someone says sorry if they actually mean it? Normally, I don't, but lately after someone says sorry to me like whenever they accidently hit me, or say something wrong, or hurt me without them knowing i ask myself, "do they really mean it?".

People normally say sorry just because it's a habit. I say sorry alot. I don't know. I just say sorry whenever I think it's neccesary. Sometimes when I say it I mean it. Sometimes I say it because I think it's the right thing to do. Sometimes I say it to my friends whenever I talk to them and just say it out of nowhere, normally then I wouldn't mean it.

Whenever my friends and I talk and say something funny but think that it will hurt the other person's feelings we don't think about saying sorry we just do it because we think it's what's right. I mean like I know when my friends say sorry they mean it whenever it's something real. But when we joke around, I wonder if they really mean their sorries.

Whenever someone gets into a fight with another person and they resolve their problems and say sorry do they really mean it? Are they not going to hold a grudge? Are they really forgiving the other person? If you don't say sorry alot but say it whenever you truly mean it does it make it better or worse then someone that always says sorry but only sometimes means it?

I would just like it if people said sorry and actually mean it. Tell me is that too hard to ask for ?

Soon another blog will be posted (:

-April Maii <3>

Happy Halloween ! (:

Well yesh, everyone it is that time of year again. It's a time for everyone to dress up for a day to be something silly, funny, or scary. It's a time to let us all get candy. You know the candy that most of us don't even finish eating till next month. It's a time for girls to dress up as stuff you wouldn't normally see them dress up as. Its the time we get to watch more scary movies ever. The old ones, the new ones, and the ones that just make us jump out of our chairs. It's a time we call Halloween night.

I personally have always loved Halloween. When I was younger I was always excited to see what costume I was going to be able to wear. I was super excited to eat all the candy I wanted and not worrying about getting into trouble for eating it. I loved the feeling of being outside in the cold getting scared because of some of the decorations some of my neighbors would put up. I loved getting scared. I still do.

Now that I'm older, I don't go trick-or-treating, but it's still fun watching all the younger kids and see what they are dressed up as. It's a fun time for all of us. Seeing how creative some of the kids in my neighborhood is always fun to see. I love asking some of the kids what they are dressed up as. Sometimes I see a kid dress up as a ghost or a pirate or a princess. It's cute sometimes when you see a really young child dressed as a Disney Channel princess or something. It's funny watching the kids that are like 8-12 years old dress up as something scary like scream or something like that. I think that what's the funniest though is the teenagers. Have you noticed that they don't even really dress up? They just wear regular clothes then put a tiarra or bunny ears or a football jersey. It's just so played out. The only reason they are doing that is to either get candy for themselves or harass the younger children.

My favorite part of Halloween is watching scary movies. I'm a very big scary movie fan. I'll watch anything that will creep me out or make me so scared that I don't want to fall asleep. It's really fun for me for some reason. Watching scary movies has always been a favorite past-time for me. Scary movies can either be something with no plot line that I will hate, or something with a great plot which I will love. It's always great to watch a scary movie.

Halloween is something people have been celebrating for such a long time. It's a great time to either spend time with family or friends or etc. It's a great time and also a scary one.


Have a fun and safe Halloween everyone ! (:

Another blog will be up soon (:
-April Maii

High School

High School is a time you start to mature more. You get to have more fun but more responsibility also. It's a time to meet new friends, talk to old friends, and to get ready for the real world. Many people think that high school can either make you or break you. The things you learn while your in high school will help you out in the long run. It's a time for you to occasionally mess up. It's a time for you to learn and a time for you to realize who you really are.

You learn alot during high school, not just educationally but socially and mentally. You learn how to do alot more in classes but you learn some other things then what is taught in the classroom. You learn which type of friends you want and have. You learn about what kind of life you want to have with your family, friends, significant other,etc. You learn how to love, fall in love, and how to let go. You learn how your true friends are. You learn alot during those 4 years.

They might be the 4 years of life. They could be your worse. All that matters is that high school has taught you something important. It taught you that you are getting older and that you need to start to prepare yourself for the rest of your life. In high school you can mess up and you'll still be ok. But if you mess up really badly in life, what will happen? High school doesn't just have educational lessons, it also has life lessons. So pay attention to your surroundings.



This might've been a good blog. But it's true.
Another Blog is on the works. =]
-April Maii (:

My Breech (: Not My Pants .

Ok so I met my breech a.k.a my best friend in 7th grade. We had 4th period together. We met because we were in line together to go to lunch. Her first words to me was "Do you know this kid?". After that we've been crazy together ever since. I mean she is like my other half. It's like we knew each other since we were like two years old. She is someone I thought I knew from a past life.



She has always been there for me. All these years she has been there to protect throughout all the dangers in life. In 7th grade we had one class together. Which was language arts. We made a lot of memories in that class. When we had videos to make in that class we made sure to put one another in each other's videos. 8th grade came and we had only one class together again. This time we had 2nd period band together. She played the clarinet since the 5th grade. I however, did not know how to play a single instrument. But thanks to her and her patience she was able to teach me how to play the clarinet. By the end of the school year I was able to play as well as every other clarinet player in our class. 9-12th grade we had only band together. In 9th grade I switched to play the tenor saxophone while she stayed as a "Clarineter" as like we liked to call it.



Even though we only had one class together each and every year that we've known each other we were so happy that we at least had a class together. I mean how many people in the world get to have a class with their best friend each school year. Many people thought that we were weird in high school, especially in 9th grade. But we never cared because we were always having a good time. We have never gotten mad at each other. I guess we are so close that we just don't ever get annoyed of each other. Even our families are close. I've been calling her mom and dad, mom and dad for years now. She has been doing the same with my parents.



I'm really thankful to have a true friend like her in my life. She keeps me up when I'm down. She's the one I can count on no matter what. If she is reading this she should know that I got her back too. She should know that if she ever needs something that I'm only one call away.





Well that's it!

Another blog? SOON !

-April Maii

Realizing what I had once he was gone......

Exactly 4 years and a day ago, tragedy struck my family. My uncle died. He wasn’t just any uncle, he was my favorite uncle. He was more like a second father to me. His son was even more like an older brother than my cousin to me. Our family was so close.

I’m the first girl born on my father’s side and with that I was always with the guys in my family. I had 6 older boy cousins that we’re always well, being boys. Whenever my cousins took it too far with me I would go cry, whenever I would cry my uncle would be the first to comfort me. He would make things better. He then would find my parents and once I was with them, he would take care of my cousins. My uncle was always protective of me. He always wanted the best for me and to make sure that I knew that I could do anything as long as I put my mind onto it. He believed in everything I did.

In 2003, my uncle was diagnosed with a kidney disease. He lived in Las Vegas, Nevada. I didn’t know that his sickness was so big. I just thought that it was something that he could get cured from. He also had diabetes. Which I thought was ok because most of the people in my family had diabetes and they were doing just fine. I thought that if my uncle went to all his Dialysis appointments that he would be fine in no time. But I was wrong. Within months he was getting sicker and sicker. By October 2003 my uncle and I started having deeper conversations. Whenever I visited him we would start talking about my future and what I should become when I’m older. He started telling me things like what he expected me to become even when he’s no longer on this world. He made sure that I knew that when I was alone and felt like no one understood me to make sure that I knew that he would be there for me no matter what. That he would always be watching me even when he was in heaven.

The last time I visited him was when my uncle and I had a long and deep conversation. We were talking outside because it was summertime and in Vegas of course it’s going to be humid. So while we were talking I realized that he was crying. I asked him what was wrong. He told me that I was growing up so fast and that I was like a daughter to him. He said that he really wanted me to succeed in life. I promised him that I would.

The day before my uncle died, he called my house. No one answered the phone, but he left a message. My uncle was calling my name and asking where I was. I don’t know why but that also happened when my grandpa was dying years before. I was the last person he talked to before he went into a coma. With my uncle it was different because I think that I was the last one he wanted to talk to. But I wasn’t because I didn’t answer the phone. If I could turn back the time I would’ve answered that telephone call and would make sure that my uncle knew how much I loved him. I wish I got the chance to say goodbye. But I didn’t, and that sucks. Oh well, at least I know that he is watching over me right now in heaven. I love you uncle. R.I.P. <3

That’s all for now.
Another blog will be coming soon!
-April Maii

These things I call My Life, My Decisions, My Mistakes.

Ok, so lately I've been thinking. I've been thinking deep about things like I have never before. I have been asking myself things like "what if?" and "what could've been". I've been thinking "did I make the right choice on that decision?". I've been thinking and realizing that every decision I have made in the past has made what I am today.





Normally I wouldn't be the type to think about deep things. Normally, I would be the type that goes with how everything else is going, never taking a chance to think if what I am doing is right or wrong. I want to change that about me. If I took the extra second to think about something thoroughly before I made my final decision, I probably would've have made more "right" decisions for myself. But I don't. I always end up doing what I think is best for me at that time. I never think of how that will affect me in the future.





I'm that type of person that is really impacient. Like in my 9th grade spanish class; "Soy mucho impaciente". (: I always rush things. I never take my time on something. Sometimes it is good but most of the time it's a bad thing. I've been trying lately to become more patient than before. These past two years I've been the most patient I have ever been in my life. Waiting for something to come is sometimes right. You don't always want to wait for something but to rush something is not what life is about.

To me one of the big things in life is to be patient. If you are patient than good things will happen to you. These past few years, I have realized that if you are patient and wait for things to happen than it will. You can't always rush what you want to have. You can't be a little kid and get what you want right away. You have to be patient and wait it out. It's a good thing to be patient but to know when to give up on waiting for something because you don't want to waste the time you have on only one thing or person.



Well that's all I have to say for now.
Will write another blog soon.
-April Maii <3 (:

Introduction & Stereotypes

Helloooo people reading my blog. (:



I go by the name of April Maii. I'm half filipina and japanese. I am attending Stanford University. I will soon be graduating college and moving on to medical school, where I will be studying how to become a pediatrician. I've always dreamed of becoming a doctor ever since I was a little girl. But it wasn't until I was a freshman in High School that I decided that I truly wanted to become a pediatrician. With the support of my family I was able to achieve my dreams. Now here I am about to start another journey and become another step closer to becoming a pediatrician.


In my first blog I wanted to talk about the stereotypes, racism, and being prejudice. One of the more well known stereotypes for Asians are that "asians parents are super strict". First off let me say that asian parents are not super strict, they might be strict but not super strict. The reason why they are strict is because they have high expectations for us. They don't want us to miss out on the oppurtunity of getting a good education. I don't blame them. Who wouldn't want to be able to see their child succeed in life?

Why is it in high school and middle school there is alot of racism and people being prejudice? That leads to alot of violence. I remember there being alot of different kinds of fights in high school and middle school. Many of them were because of race. It would be like for example; Asians vs. Mexicans or like; Black people vs. White people. I remember in middle school that there were alot of fights that started with someone talking about someone behind their backs, and then within a few days a fight will happen. With that fight people would take sides, the Asians would go with the asian fighter and the Mexicans would go with the mexican fighter. Sometimes those fights started because someone said a racist comment. Those fights to me are the worst kinds of fights. It's really bad because that's pretty much dissing someone's culture or something like that, and I find that really disrespectful.

Even out of high school there is still alot of racism. People sometimes look at some people weird because they are a different race than them. I find that sad because even after what has happened in the past, people still don't think of each other as an equal. To be different than other people is not a bad thing, to be treated different because your not the same as someone else is bad. I don't get why people are still racist. Violence will occur because of racism, we've seen that in the past already haven't we? Why can't people learn that it's not good to repeat something bad again? I'm hoping that one day everyone will be treated as an equal.






Well that's it for now. (:
I'll write another blog next week.
-April Maii (: