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<title>The Right to Die</title>
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<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[Ok here is another college essay but this one was for my Sociology class. Like my last essay I have done a little bit&nbsp;of research. I hope you enjoy this one and leave a comment.&nbsp;<br />
<br />
People die all the time. Death isn&rsquo;t really taken seriously unless it&rsquo;s someone you know or care about. I found out that exposure to death can have negative and even positive consequences. I&rsquo;ve lost a mother, a niece, and a nephew. My family and I were stricken with grief and sadness. As you can imagine losing a mother, or anyone for that matter is something you could never even dare think about. Mothers are the closest and perhaps the most important person in the world next to your father. It&rsquo;s because of them that life is possible. My nephew and niece died when they were only infants. I had felt so bad for my sister and brother in law. Death is inevitable and unpredictable. You think everyone is going to be okay and safe but you don&rsquo;t know for how long. Along the line of life something bad will eventually happen. Just as life varies throughout history and around the world, death has many faces (Chapter 15 page 408).<br />
<br />
The mother who passed away was my biological mother. I&rsquo;m saying this because I have two moms. I was adopted when I was not even a year old. I still saw my biological parents from time to time. I saw my father more often because my mother was basically the reason why my family was divided. I know I&rsquo;ve only seen her less then fifteen times. But those few memories I have of her are good memories. My older sister and younger brother have probably been with her countless times and they absolutely loved her. Whenever my father and my mother were close I always felt tension between them. My mother looked so young but I never knew old she was when she passed. It wasn&rsquo;t old age or a disease that killed her. <br />
It was something much worse. Little did we know tragedy was about to take place. We were about to lose our beloved mother sooner then we thought. <br />
<br />
It all happened a few years ago when I was only thirteen I think. All I remember about the date was that it was sometime in the middle of August 2003. My other mother who I&rsquo;ve been living with picked up the phone one night. All I remember hearing was &ldquo;Oh my God&rdquo;. She hung up the phone and sat next to me. She said your mother passed away Jose. Her words didn&rsquo;t sink in right away. I took a short pause and dared to ask how. She took a deep breath and said, &ldquo;Someone had broke into your mother&rsquo;s apartment and strangled her to death&rdquo;. That is when it really sank in. I got up and walked calmly to my room without a word. I broke down on my bed with sadness, anger, and despair. I hated myself because I was the only person who didn&rsquo;t see her as often as I should have. I knew my brother and sister probably felt the most pain seeing as they saw her more often. I had felt just as sad for them. I never knew how my father felt but I&rsquo;m sure he was in just as much pain as we were.<br />
<br />
I don&rsquo;t think there were any really negative consequences except the temporary sadness and depression we all felt. The positive thing is that she will always be missed, prayed for, and remembered. During that time I had thoughts of suicide but I quickly regained my sanity and common sense back. The death did change my whole outlook on life. I started to appreciate and love more. Since she was killed by a cruel and heartless person it did make the pain and anger unbearable. I still have regrets of not seeing her as much as I could of when she was still alive. When I went to the wake I didn&rsquo;t know what to expect because it was my very first time seeing someone I loved dead and motionless. I wanted to cry but I couldn&rsquo;t. I was too petrified to cry. I was scared of seeing her dead and only a few inches away from me. I was so scared I could barely pray for her. I couldn&rsquo;t think straight or concentrate on anything else. Having a strong and loving family helped me heal over time and get through my sadness quicker. Her name was Evelyn Rivera.<br />
<br />
The loss of my nephew and niece wasn&rsquo;t as bad as my mother&rsquo;s death. I think my mother&rsquo;s death made me a little stronger to cope with deaths of others a little better. That doesn&rsquo;t mean I didn&rsquo;t feel the same sorrow and pain at their funerals. My sister Stacey lost both a daughter and a son to the same disease. They both died shortly after birth with kidney disease and breathing complications. Seeing those little caskets was just so upsetting and sad. Their names were Emily and Liam Donnelly. Since my sister and brother in law knew that there was a small chance of them living they handled it differently. The deaths made their family stronger. They have two healthy kids named Connor and Anna. Despite their loss no anger was shown. There was just happiness that Emily and Liam are both safe in heaven and a little bit of sadness. Machines were the only things that were keeping their kids alive at that time. Technology gives us the power to prolong life (Page 409, para 5). All I have to say is what&rsquo;s the point of living if you can&rsquo;t really live?<br />
<br />
This brings me to a debate called the right to die issue. I think the right to die is a personal choice that should be made by the person willing to die. In other words they want to be euthanized. The very definition means assisting in the death of a person suffering from an incurable disease (Page 410, para 4). I never really knew the difference between suicide and euthanasia until now. People who are suffering and barely holding on to life call it a mercy killing. Out of all the states in the U.S., Oregon is the only state that assists in suicide and euthanasia (Page 410 and 411, para 5). The Death with Dignity Act was was made in 1997 by the state of Oregon (Page 410, para 5). I think the only thing worse then death is suffering on your death bed while your loved ones watch in sadness and helplessness. I&rsquo;ve seen my baby nephew suffer and it was so heart breaking that he never had a good chance to live. If death means eternal peace then I see no reason why not to let go. You can always love someone forever no matter where they are. Dead or alive they are still in your mind and heart. If it was suicide it would be a different story because if nothing was physically wrong with them I&rsquo;d want him or her to live. Being around death has taught me that I&rsquo;m not that important and I should put other people&rsquo;s needs first. No matter how crazy it sounds I have no problem with it.<br />
<br />
Everyone I&rsquo;ve lost turned me into a better person with a new look on life. Yes they were the sadist moments in my life but I got through them. I wasn&rsquo;t the only person that was strong when I lost three family members. Family and friends united to show love and support in a time of need. Reflecting isn&rsquo;t always fun when you&rsquo;re thinking about sad memories. Positive and negative consequences are all a part of death. I could have gone out to seek vengeance on my mother&rsquo;s killer but I didn&rsquo;t. Vengeance is a road that leads to no where and some see it as pay back. The most positive thing you can do is letting go. As for the right to die I still think it&rsquo;s for the best to let people who are suffering go. <br />]]></summary>
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<entry>
<title>Sex Education</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/Sex-Education-326501/" ></link>
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<updated>2009-07-01T00:13:48-04:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[This is an old college position essay that I wrote for my english class. For the whole semester&nbsp;we researched our chosen issue so I've done a ton of research till I was sick of it. The day to turn it it finally came and I got the result I worked for. My result was a 196 out of 200 points. Yes my Position Essay was worth 200 points and I nailed it.&nbsp; And now I would like to share it with anyone who decides to read it. I have to warn you it is long. Like 5 pages long. Other then that it's one of my best essays. I hope you enjoy and leave a comment.<br />
&nbsp;<br />
I&rsquo;m sure most people know about teens as young as thirteen engaging in sexual activity. I&rsquo;m so sure because we take in so much information a day from TV, radio, the news, and the internet. To many it&rsquo;s very upsetting and disturbing to hear. It can be a parent&rsquo;s and teen&rsquo;s worst nightmares come true. People are fighting the sex education system because of the young age groups they teach it to. Sex education has been around since the sexual revolution in the late 1960s to help young people learn about sex. It&rsquo;s an issue that has a history with anyone who&rsquo;s becoming sexual active. Doing this kind of history research really helped obtained a solid position with the sex education school system. I can honestly say I know instead of I think. I can say I know sex education should be permitted in all high schools. I really think we need to break down this taboo on sex and get over these sexual barriers. When time comes parents have to be ready for the talk with their sons and daughters. I believe if we make sex education programs acceptable in all states then we could give teens without parents a chance to learn about the dangers of sex. There are a variety of problems besides teens catching STDs and or becoming pregnant.<br />
<br />
I really think if we encourage sex education that there would be significant changes in teen&rsquo;s sexual behavior. They are constantly being blamed for the rise in abortions and teen pregnancies. Kirby Anderson (2005) says, &ldquo;Teaching teens about the mechanics of sex without informing them of the moral and psychological implications of engaging in sex merely encourages teens to experiment sexually&rdquo;. He believes abstinence is the way to go because it is 100% effective against preventing STDs and pregnancies. These maybe true but not too many teens want to wait until they are married to have sex. When teens are going through puberty and peer pressure they end up making poor decisions. Chances are when a teen hits puberty he or she will feel those strange sexual urges and may not know what to do or how to handle it. This is why teens are in desperate need of sex education. They teach you what you should do in a sexual situation if you can&rsquo;t wait. What they don&rsquo;t know can hurt them and we see these effects on the news, TV, and in movies like Juno. Kirby had come across Barbara Dafoe Whitehead, a journalist who also believed sex education was wrong. Whitehead had chosen New Jersey out of the seventeen states that allowed sex education for analysis. Her analysis was that sex education had left out issues such as abstinence, marriage, self control, and virginity. Instead of using these flaws to bring down sex education they should be used to strengthen the weakness. I just think it&rsquo;s just pointless trying to fight an education program that teaches teens important information about sex.<br />
<br />
The fact is not all sex education programs are perfect. There was a lot of information on the success and failures of the sex education school systems. There are reports of both increases and decreases on sexual activity among teens in the U.S. So it&rsquo;s hard to say if sex education is right for everyone. It has shown reductions in unprotected sex and increase in use of condoms and other forms of contraception (Finger 2005, p. 4). Even abstinence only programs are fighting to stay in school districts. Schools that have abstinence only programs are rare because people argue that they are inaccurate or incomplete. Some are even being removed from their schools. When compared studies have shown that both abstinence only and sex education are inconclusive (Roleff 2001, p. 1). If they are inconclusive then why are my other sources saying they show signs of success? I find myself asking the same question but I guess this is why it&rsquo;s so arguable. I don&rsquo;t think its right to deprive teens of an education that can save their lives. It&rsquo;s not their fault that they don&rsquo;t know anything about sex. We should leave the two programs alone and let them teach because they are trying to help.<br />
<br />
It&rsquo;s the difficult questions about sex. Most parents do not know what to say to their teens about sex (Bennet 2008, p. 1). Since basic sex questions are explicit it makes talking about sex uncomfortable for both the parent and teen. The problem is lack of knowledge and sex taboos. This taboo and lack of knowledge can be solved with a simple sex education course. Not to mention most teens don&rsquo;t have parents now a days. Teens without parental teachers really miss out. I&rsquo;d have to argue that we can&rsquo;t leave everything up to the parents. It may sound wrong but if a teen doesn&rsquo;t have parents or has parents that don&rsquo;t get around to the talk then their chances of having a normal sex life decreases. They are forced to find out the hard way and it&rsquo;s just something teens shouldn&rsquo;t have to bear especially at their age.<br />
<br />
It&rsquo;s more then just lack of information that teens are having sex. It&rsquo;s the easy accessibility to sexual information such as the internet, TV, advertisements, music, radio, and music that influence them. A more biological answer shows that hormones are involved as well. I think it&rsquo;s way more likely that hormones plus TV and internet is more believable then a failing sex education system. All sex education does is give teens right information on safety and protection. Today&rsquo;s teens and technology are inseparable. They know a heck of a lot more about the internet then most parents over thirty. Sex is being advertised by any way necessary and can be so easily accessed by anyone. A little more restriction on any sexual advertisement should be there because teens and even children can accidently be exposed to some explicit material inappropriate for their age. I believe any parent would feel better now that their sons and daughters are a little safer from any sexual material that is advertised.<br />
<br />
The people who oppose sex education the most would be the people of the the Catholic and Christian faith. They have a little more to say on sex education&rsquo;s failure. They believe that the traditional values of chastity and abstinence have been sacrificed for new attitudes of sexual permissiveness inherent in these sex education programs (Likoudis, 1999, p. 1). Likoudis claims that they are destructive sex education classes that should be removed from the schools with the replacement of chastity and abstinence instead. Even the Vatican opposes any form of sex education and calls on all parents to oppose and to remove destructive programs (Likoudis, 1999, p. 2). The Church believes it is the parents moral right to supervise and control the sexual education of their children. In 1995 a document was made by the Vatican called The Truth and Meaning of Human Sexuality. The new document excludes any class room sex instruction. I&rsquo;m of Catholic faith and I completely disagree with what both Likoudis and the Vatican said. Not everyone believes in God or has good parents. This is only something believers want to hear. The Church should be more open towards people both believers and non-believers alike.<br />
<br />
I honestly feel that if sex education doesn&rsquo;t expand to every state in America, today&rsquo;s teens and future teens will literally be screwed. It&rsquo;s a serious issue because teens especially young teens are too immature and irresponsible to be trusted with infants. Instead of focusing all of their attention on school they now have an even bigger responsibility. They are just not qualified yet for the full time job of a parent. The chances of catching STDs or AIDS are even greater unless they were properly informed. Should teens attend a sex education program? I&rsquo;d say yes because if teens are doing then I see no reason not to educate. In a world of sexual advertisements and ill informing parents seems like both the right and smart thing to do. Hitting puberty with the rush of hormones is inevitable. Instead of removing sex education and abstinence only programs I think we should combine them (Roleff, para 3). It would give them more options besides protection and educate them on all facts about sex. <br />]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Love and Ties</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/Love-and-Ties-287522/" ></link>
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<updated>2009-05-08T00:44:23-04:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[A few friends are all I need to break<br />
away and feel freed. They are people<br />
I love to see sometimes more then<br />
family. What makes my friends one<br />
of a kind is their heart, soul, and mind.<br />
Most new some old, they are my friends<br />
which can never be sold. A friend of mine<br />
is a friend for life. Good friends become<br />
great friends and the relationship never<br />
ends. Talking and laughing is all that<br />
matters to us. With all the love and ties<br />
the friendship never dies.<br type="_moz" />
<br />
My closest friends are Kyle, Dan, Mike, Joe, Jordan, Deana, Linda, Adriana, Jane, and Sue.]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>A Talking Heart</title>
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<updated>2009-05-04T22:33:26-04:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[What if I said I love you? Would you run away<br />
even if I said I think about you everyday?<br />
Would you give me a chance with your<br />
judgmental stance? Am I worth your time<br />
because you are worth mine. I see no<br />
limit, just possibilities. There will be nothing<br />
but unity between you and me. It would be<br />
ashame if you didn't feel the same. Sleep<br />
won't be lost knowing that I tried. I'll just<br />
wake up to another single life feeling like<br />
my heart got stabbed with a kitchen knife.<br />
There is no need to worry. I know I'll live<br />
another day, some how, some way.<br />
<br />
My heart is tired of hearing me speak so it told me to shut up and listen. So I did and this is what my heart said.<br type="_moz" />]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Love In Mind</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/Love-In-Mind-282348/" ></link>
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<updated>2009-05-01T03:29:13-04:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[Over a billion women and I have to chose one to love with my entire heart, soul, and body. Love her like no other while at the same time trusting her with my fragile heart. Waiting feels like the lazy way to find love but still most people recomend it rather then searching for it. Trying and ending up with failure and disapointment really rubbs salt in the wounds. It's like love doesn't want me to find it. Every freaking time I try to sneak up on love it always ends up getting away. It's becomming very frustrating and infuriating. Friendship is all that it ever is with these women who I've come accross. Sure friendship is nice but something even more like Love would be something truly worth while. The funny thing is I'm still crazy about women. I guess you can call it a male instinct. I love being around them, looking at them, talking to them, and even making them laugh. Why I can't form a solid relationship with them still baffles me too. I am happy but I know I can be even more happy. Where ever she is I know she's out there. She can repair my heart and make it whole with her love. All I have to do is give her my heart and my trust.<br />
<br />
For those of you who found love you should cherish it. Married or not love is love. I cherish the love of family and friends but I would like to fall in love already. I've just always felt incomplete even with the love of family and friends. I know what I need, it's just a matter of catching and keeping love for as long as possible. Being single has more downs then ups and is kind of hard to deal with. I may look calm and and happy on the outside but on the inside is a whole other story. Anyway that's my dilema. Hope you enjoyed reading it and learned a little something.<br />
<br />]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>The Mountain Ascent</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/The-Mountain-Ascent-231517/" ></link>
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<updated>2009-02-11T14:54:29-05:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[The things I want and need&nbsp;in life are on top of a really high mountain.&nbsp; I have to work hard and have to have determination&nbsp;to obtain them.&nbsp; Each climb I get stronger and every minute seems longer.&nbsp; Looking up but can't see the top.&nbsp; I can only imagine what awaits me.&nbsp; Hoping it will be everything I&nbsp;hope it will be.&nbsp; Temporarily losing hope and the thought&nbsp;giving up enters my mind when the odds laugh at my chances.&nbsp; It forces me to look down and&nbsp;tremble with dought.&nbsp; Driven by hope, determination, and sheer&nbsp;will power still makes me wonder if it will&nbsp;be enough.&nbsp;&nbsp;Two options are&nbsp;all I think about while pushing my ability to the limit and sometimes beyond.&nbsp; They are rise&nbsp;and fall.&nbsp;&nbsp;The thought of rising gives me a&nbsp;great reason to smile and it&nbsp;fortifies all of&nbsp;my hope.&nbsp; If I let go and let&nbsp;gravity take me&nbsp;down&nbsp;it would do more then crush every bone in my body. &nbsp;If I let go I will be forever crippled on the&nbsp;inside.&nbsp;This is when I realized something.&nbsp;&nbsp;I realized that only I can let&nbsp;myself down.&nbsp;The power to&nbsp;rise or fall is my choice. <br />
<br />
People can&nbsp;try and take that power away&nbsp;from me&nbsp;but they will fail. Sometimes they are&nbsp;successful on other people by telling them they can't.&nbsp;It's better to stand up for yourself and scream&nbsp;shut up then not saying anything at all. Sometimes all it takes to&nbsp;overcome anything is a little bit of&nbsp;fire. Stand tall, look them in the ugly beaty&nbsp;eyes and raise a&nbsp;little bit of hell if you&nbsp;have to.&nbsp;Just make sure the message is delivered.&nbsp; The message that your in control and have the power and it's your damn life.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Angel of the Forest</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/Angel-of-the-Forest-201735/" ></link>
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<updated>2008-12-27T01:31:57-05:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[All of the chats you and I had were<br />
always meaningful to me even the<br />
bad.&nbsp;Your heart broken, mine incomplete<br />
as we tell each other in the comfort of&nbsp;our<br />
seat. Best of friends miles apart bound<br />
together with love from&nbsp;our heart. Chatting&nbsp;<br />
hours on end with every little IM we type and<br />
send. From hello to goodnight we sit happy<br />
and tight.&nbsp;Hope&nbsp;to chat soon my friend from<br />
Texas with a happy holidays and a Merry X-Mas.<br />
<br />
The reason it's unamed is because I don't know what to name it.&nbsp;My friends name is Linda and we've never met.&nbsp; Everything in the poem is true about us. We are the best of friends and&nbsp;getting to know her was the best thing that&nbsp;happened to me.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Reminded</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/Reminded-185298/" ></link>
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<updated>2008-11-29T18:17:08-05:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[I am warm but feel cold<br />
All alone&nbsp;but no one to<br />
hold.&nbsp;Memeories of what<br />
could have been, never<br />
forgotten like an evil sin.<br />
On my back deep in thought<br />
thinking of&nbsp;the battles I lost<br />
and fought. The&nbsp;pain when<br />
love got away haunts me<br />
till this&nbsp;very day. Still I fight<br />
with hope by my side and<br />
faith as my light. Cold and<br />
dark, I have nothing to fear.<br />
As long as my light is shining<br />
and hope is always here.<br />
<br />
Just old memories that mean very little to me now.]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Public Restrooms</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/Public-Restrooms-176719/" ></link>
<id>urn:uuid:af23d8eb-da57-a95b-a768-434afed00a6f</id>
<updated>2008-11-14T22:40:13-05:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[There are places where the floors are always sticky, everything is always wet, and the air smells like a thousand rotting butts constantly breaking wind. I&rsquo;m talking about public restrooms and how unsanitary they are to all who uses them. The worst part of it all is that nobody flushes and they have bad aim.<br />
<br />
No one is safe from the bathrooms from the underworld. The toilet I hate the most is the automatic flusher. No matter where I go there is no escape from the automatic flusher. I&rsquo;m sure everyone has felt their wrath of cold dirty water splash up like a title wave onto your dry sensitive cheeks. It&rsquo;s scary how unforgiving those toilets are. It&rsquo;s like they have a mind of there own and it says, okay you have ten seconds to get off me or I will start the title waves of doom. And once you&rsquo;ve finished you start reaching for toilet paper that&rsquo;s the size of a tire and never turns.<br />
We all share the same problems with public restrooms. I know this is going to be a scary memory to bring up but does anyone remember the manual flusher where you had to reach your hand all the way behind the toilet to flush? Well I remember and I also remember the surprises I found when I walked into one. I think people that don&rsquo;t flush are proud of what came out of them and like to show it off. Sometimes it&rsquo;s not in the toilet. Sometimes it&rsquo;s on the floor, wall, or ceiling.<br />
<br />
There are people who think that all public restrooms aren&rsquo;t bad. They are starting to make restrooms more sanitary and clean for everyone to use. Some people think that public restrooms are fine the way they are. The automatic flusher is good for when people don&rsquo;t feel like flushing or if they forget to flush. They are good to have around when there is an emergency and they are always reliable. They have all sizes for adults and children. Some restrooms have soothing music to relax all who uses them and plenty of stalls and urinals.<br />
<br />
Who really believes that all public restrooms can be sanitary and clean for everyone to use? They don&rsquo;t do a really good job at cleaning up their restrooms. They leave graffiti on the stall walls and never fix anything that&rsquo;s broken like the stall doors and the flusher. Sometimes the automatic flusher flushes either too much or doesn&rsquo;t flush at all. Putting music was a bad idea because people need silence to concentrate no matter what they are doing in a bathroom. With all those stalls and urinals it just makes it harder to choose a good one to use and the sizes are either too big or too small.<br />
<br />
I&rsquo;ve come up with a solution to the problem, restroom police in every public restroom big or small. Police that are actually brave enough to check if you flushed and had accurate aim. There would be a can of Lysol in every stall and Clorox wipes. Every stall would have automatic toilet paper dispensers and paper towels. You would never worry about going to a public restroom ever again.<br />
<br />
Only we can make public restrooms better by cleaning up after ourselves and flushing away any surprises big and small. There is no good reason why public restrooms should have sticky floors and broken doors. So next time you have to use a public restroom you should run in and hold your breath or hold it till you get home, it&rsquo;s you choice and privacy. <br />]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>True Story</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/True-Story-175393/" ></link>
<id>urn:uuid:b1336eb0-832c-ff4b-4d8d-dc03a3273962</id>
<updated>2008-11-11T23:02:27-05:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[It was my junior year of high school and&nbsp;it was also the day of Dan's birthday.&nbsp; Dan is&nbsp;one of my best friends.&nbsp; A few days before his 18th birthday Dan&nbsp;had told me something&nbsp;bad always&nbsp;happens on his birthday.&nbsp; I&nbsp;didn't take him seriously and he told me that something bad will&nbsp;happen, this time with a more serious look.&nbsp; Well the day&nbsp;finally came, May 15, 2007.&nbsp; As school went on nothing bad seemed to happen.&nbsp;&nbsp;It wasn't until after&nbsp;school got out&nbsp;at exactly 3:00pm that things&nbsp;literaly got darker.&nbsp;&nbsp;Day turned to night as clouds stormed in with devastating winds.&nbsp; The strong&nbsp;wind knocked out all of the power in the school.&nbsp;&nbsp;All of us got out of our class rooms,&nbsp;kneeled, and faced our heads towards the walls and lockers.&nbsp; The only time we did that&nbsp;was if a tornado was comming and it sounded like one.&nbsp;&nbsp;It only&nbsp;lasted for about ten minutes but it was pretty terrifying and so was the after math.&nbsp; It turned out that a tornado almost touched down but didn't.&nbsp; It was only a funnel cloud that&nbsp;made all of that noise and damage.&nbsp; Trees were unrooted and on top of houses.&nbsp; Power was out and debris covered almost every street.&nbsp;&nbsp;We still celebrated Dan's birthday and all he said was, &quot;told you so&quot;.<br />
<br />
It doesn't end there.&nbsp; Next day on the&nbsp;16th&nbsp;I walk into school and saw almost everyone crying, sad, and depressed.&nbsp; So I finally find Dan and ask him what's up.&nbsp; He took a deep breath and said you know James Puskac right?&nbsp;I said yes and he said, &quot;James had killed himself lastnight.&nbsp; Dan said he hung himself.&nbsp; I was in so much shock cause every time I saw him he looked like a happy normal guy with no problems.&nbsp; I wasn't prepared what Dan was going to tell me next.&nbsp; He said his younger brother&nbsp;was the first&nbsp;person that&nbsp;found him hanging not too high off the ground.&nbsp; That just made me want to cry but I didn't.&nbsp; A few days later&nbsp;Dan and I&nbsp;went to his wake to pay our respects.&nbsp;&nbsp;James was surrounded by friends, family, and even teachers.&nbsp; I did what I was always taught to do which was pray for the dead and&nbsp;I did.&nbsp; I prayed with the rosary in my hands because I knew he was going need it.&nbsp; Later on I found out&nbsp;that James&nbsp;was an atheist.&nbsp; Atheist or not I still pray for the dead.]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>I, Love, and You</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/I%2C-Love%2C-and-You-171787/" ></link>
<id>urn:uuid:dacc7aee-a27d-ad26-cef9-e11f10ac6b7e</id>
<updated>2008-11-03T22:29:43-05:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[Three powerful words&nbsp;I want to say without regret.&nbsp; I fear to say&nbsp;those words&nbsp;because they are never taken seriously once said to the person&nbsp;that I'm&nbsp;hoping&nbsp;to hear&nbsp;it back.&nbsp; I'm talking about the dreaded phrase, &quot;I Love You&quot;.&nbsp; For me it's always been hard to say so I only think about saying it to the right person.&nbsp; The only problem is which one.&nbsp; I only&nbsp;know the gender of the person I would like to fall in love with and nothing more.&nbsp; I know that I'm sopposed to fall in love wth&nbsp;a female and yet I'm&nbsp;still having false&nbsp;relationships&nbsp;with&nbsp;the wrong kind&nbsp;of love or no love what so ever.&nbsp; So I&nbsp;say to myself maybe it's my unique&nbsp;personality, maybe I'm just too&nbsp;different and odd.&nbsp; Whatever the reason I remain true to myself&nbsp;by acting like myself and&nbsp;no one else.&nbsp; Looking, Seeking, Searching&nbsp;&nbsp;and still nothing.&nbsp; Not&nbsp;even one sign of care.&nbsp;&nbsp;This is just one way to kill hope and I have plenty.&nbsp; I don't really know where my hope comes from but&nbsp;it's sometimes the only thing that keeps me positive and happy.&nbsp;&nbsp;All&nbsp;I know is&nbsp;that I'm low on love and need to find her&nbsp;soon.&nbsp; It seems love is becoming too much to ask for and it's starting to come in short supply.&nbsp; The love of family and friends is still leaving me hungry for real love.&nbsp; The love that a man and a woman can share.&nbsp; I would love nothing more then to hold, kiss, give love, recieve love, and say those dreaded words I Love You without fear or regret.&nbsp;]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>The Auksel Poem</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/The-Auksel-Poem-170213/" ></link>
<id>urn:uuid:9778af9b-7204-40cc-c6b5-9bdb9d06b1cd</id>
<updated>2008-10-30T21:27:55-04:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[This poem was a gift from me&nbsp;to my sister for her&nbsp;baby shower. She is going to be a mother some time&nbsp;next month.<br />
<br />
This may sound silly but I<br />
never thought that Athena<br />
would fall in love with a guy<br />
named Billy. I see him as<br />
tall and funny but Athena sees<br />
him as sweet as honey. The love&nbsp;<br />
that the two share is a love that<br />
they better take care, because<br />
a baby&nbsp;with no care will be any<br />
parents worst nightmare.&nbsp;Billy<br />
the father&nbsp;Athena the mother<br />
your baby will come one way<br />
or another.&nbsp;]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Inner Strength </title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/Inner-Strength--168135/" ></link>
<id>urn:uuid:9ebac65f-e770-21b1-f310-cb21356c03c1</id>
<updated>2008-10-26T00:17:44-04:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[I have&nbsp;faith to be strong and love<br />
to live long.&nbsp;Hope to give and&nbsp;recieve<br />
but never to&nbsp;decieve. Trust is a must<br />
especially to me cause&nbsp;I can&nbsp;lose it<br />
so&nbsp;easily.&nbsp; Trust, hope, faith, and<br />
love can be found on earth and in&nbsp;the<br />
heavens above. These four words<br />
I never forget cause it will all catch<br />
up to me and make me regret. The<br />
same&nbsp;applies to all but&nbsp;it's your<br />
choice so you make&nbsp;the call.&nbsp;<br />
<br />
Trust in others and&nbsp;hope to achieve. Faith shows courage and strength. Love more for happiness&nbsp;for yourself and others.&nbsp;]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Memories</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/Memories-167419/" ></link>
<id>urn:uuid:26cb4dd9-e1d0-25ae-a125-a5e6a34a770b</id>
<updated>2008-10-24T01:18:39-04:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: left">Like many others I started my life</div>
simple and care&nbsp;free not knowing<br />
of the dangers that awaited me.<br />
A death in my family was about to<br />
take place&nbsp;with all the pain and agony<br />
nobody was ready to embrace.&nbsp;Without <br />
notice or warning the harsh truth started<br />
forming.&nbsp;My mother wasn't the only person<br />
that died that day. She had three&nbsp;kids <br />
that loved her and&nbsp; their names were<br />
Evelynda, Sebastian, and Jose. With the<br />
cascet opened we stood there&nbsp;depressed,<br />
sadened, and broken.&nbsp;As tears and years<br />
passed I still can't believe it happened so<br />
fast.&nbsp;<br />
<br />
A poem of my mother's&nbsp;unfortunate death. Her name was Evelyn Rivera and she will always be missed, loved, and remembered. I can't wait to be reunited with her in heaven. But first I must live my life.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br />
<br />
<br />]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Single </title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/Single--165572/" ></link>
<id>urn:uuid:179b3fa9-cd26-2f21-df7c-d9b5353ad7f9</id>
<updated>2008-10-19T23:50:06-04:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[I live&nbsp;I laugh and my<br />
heart gets cut in half,<br />
I weep and moan to help<br />
realize that I'm alone.<br />
On the look for love<br />
with hopes from help<br />
from above. Need to find<br />
her soon before my heart<br />
permenently turns black like<br />
the dark side of the moon. So&nbsp;I<br />
lay in wait feeling like bait for<br />
the girl I'm&nbsp;hoping to date.&nbsp;Alive<br />
and well with lonelyness I&nbsp;dwell.<br />
<br />
The single life taking&nbsp;its toll on me. Lonleyness still sinking in but&nbsp;not much longer. Love is known to arrive sooner then expected.&nbsp;&nbsp;<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>My Beliefs</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/My-Beliefs-156383/" ></link>
<id>urn:uuid:275a6229-fafb-ec1f-54a6-25b7b8bcc788</id>
<updated>2008-09-27T18:16:23-04:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[I live my life the same way billions of other people do.&nbsp; I eat, sleep, breath, hope, love, regret, fear,&nbsp;and hate.&nbsp; I see the world as one big disfunctional family.&nbsp; I've only been alive 19 years now&nbsp;and I still want to live atleast 70 more years to see where this world goes.&nbsp; I have the&nbsp;greatest feeling that I'm&nbsp;going to live for quite some time.&nbsp; All it takes to&nbsp;live is staying out of the wrong part of the neighborhood and exercising on&nbsp;a daily basis.&nbsp; These kind of simple things only lower my risks of dying earlier then expected but&nbsp;come on now,&nbsp;who wants to die early?&nbsp; When I came out of my mothers womb I had no&nbsp;idea what the hell just happened or what was going on.&nbsp; It wasn't until a few years later I started to realize who I was and what this world&nbsp;was about.&nbsp; All of a sudden I get hit with religion, science, and math.&nbsp; I was raised to be a catholic and still am, well somewhat catholic.&nbsp; I am a Catholic&nbsp;with doughts.&nbsp; I had no doughts until I came in contact with atheists and science.&nbsp; Science completely turned my beliefs inside out.&nbsp; I've been told either you believe in God 100% or go to Hell and burn forever.&nbsp; This completely scared the crap out of me,lol.&nbsp; Then I got the craziest idea that really&nbsp;would make a lot of sense.&nbsp; I thought what if God was a scientist that figured everything out since everything we know and see involves science.&nbsp; It really is something to think about because science solves just about everything now a days.&nbsp; I don't believe that if you are atheist that you will burn in Hell.&nbsp; I think as long as you believe in good there is no reason God wouldn't except you.&nbsp; I'm a Catholic that believes&nbsp;a little more then just God.]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Hard Hitting Facts</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/Hard-Hitting-Facts-156122/" ></link>
<id>urn:uuid:1027f46c-9771-7229-54e7-6201d3d4e2a3</id>
<updated>2008-09-27T01:21:07-04:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[You are&nbsp;born, you're given a name, you live, you experience, and you die.&nbsp; That's life all in a nut shell.&nbsp; Short sweet and to the point.&nbsp; People only say life is short when they are on there death bed because they know they only have a short time to live.&nbsp; Life puts all of us through so much no matter what age or color you are.&nbsp; In todays world if your under ten you'll most likely lose a mother, father or even both.&nbsp; If your a teen AIDS and STDS comes after you and if that doesn't get you a baby will.&nbsp; Let's not forget about drugs and alcohol cause&nbsp;teens just&nbsp;go nuts with&nbsp;that stuff.&nbsp; If your 20 and up now you take on the whole world.&nbsp; If you've gone through all of this then chances are you're already depressed and sick of living.&nbsp; The sad thing is this&nbsp;has become the&nbsp;American way.&nbsp; I've&nbsp;known some&nbsp;teens that use drugs, drink alcohol, had sex, and lost parents when they were young and just gave up.&nbsp; They gave up on caring, their education, and themselves.&nbsp; They choose to have nothing over something and it effects almost everyone around them like wild fire.<br />
<br />
These are just some crazy&nbsp;things I saw when I was in high school and even&nbsp;grade.&nbsp; I&nbsp;graduated in 08 of June so&nbsp;all of this stuff that I mentioned in the 1rst paragraph is still going on strong today.&nbsp; You maybe wondering why I'm writing obvious facts well the reason is that I wrote this is because&nbsp;these kids that through their lives and bodies&nbsp;away sickened me to a point where I couldn't stand to look at them.&nbsp; These kids are so stupid they make&nbsp;it so obvious to let everyone know.&nbsp; They came to school drunk and or high.&nbsp; They talk about what they do out loud and even&nbsp;where drug symbols on their shirts.&nbsp; The schools aren't getting worse the kids are because the kids represent the entire scool and their neglectfull&nbsp;parents.&nbsp; Chances are kids that do these things have bad or no parents.]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Against all odds</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/Against-all-odds-128269/" ></link>
<id>urn:uuid:412c58cb-db99-b4cd-3635-4ea4beef2a14</id>
<updated>2008-07-24T23:46:36-04:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[I'm a very piecefull and respectfull person if you've ever met me.&nbsp; I don't like to hurt anyone in any shape or form.&nbsp; I've never broken anyones heart or bones.&nbsp; As for me both have been broken.&nbsp; I found out the hard way that a broken heart isn't easily healed or repaired as a broken bone.&nbsp; I've taken my fair share of crippiling blows to the heart before.&nbsp; The biggest blow was death.&nbsp; My heart&nbsp;and soul was put in agonizing pain and then broken and thrown&nbsp;into the wind.&nbsp; All of my&nbsp;hopes and happiness for this world had disapeared&nbsp;faster then&nbsp;the speed of light.&nbsp; I could no longer feel&nbsp;my heart or a beat in my chest.&nbsp; All I felt was intense pain and a gigantic void of&nbsp;emptyness.&nbsp; My chest had felt like a magma chamber.&nbsp;&nbsp;As my heart was gone, hot boiling rage took over.&nbsp;&nbsp;I thought I was going to destroy myself by erupting and end up&nbsp;hurting others in the process.&nbsp; I was&nbsp;consumed by rage by letting such a thing happen to my mother&nbsp;that could have been prevented.&nbsp; Instead of blowing anger on my family and friends I redirected all of my hatred&nbsp;on myself and God.&nbsp; I never thought I'd&nbsp;get over myself even though it&nbsp;was never my fault.&nbsp; I thought I&nbsp;deserved to die for&nbsp;not making efforts to get to know my own mother.&nbsp;&nbsp;The very&nbsp;thought of not knowing&nbsp;my own mother when&nbsp;I knew where she was&nbsp;and how to&nbsp;get to&nbsp;her&nbsp;sickened me.&nbsp; I had felt like I was&nbsp;the bad guy that deserved to suffer in this world and in&nbsp;Hell.&nbsp; I felt like the Devil himself who has no chance of redemption with God.&nbsp; I had felt so weak and worthless like I didn't even matter not even in the face of&nbsp; my own family.&nbsp; All hope seemed lost for me.<br />
<br />
After what&nbsp;seemed like&nbsp;an eternity of hopelessnes I staggered&nbsp; to my feet and took a few long deep breaths.&nbsp; I came to the realization that I was&nbsp;alive.&nbsp; I was alive&nbsp;but&nbsp;in less pain.&nbsp; I mean my point of view was sharper and stronger&nbsp;then ever before.&nbsp; My coping&nbsp;with death and&nbsp;anger towards the world had&nbsp;transformed me into someone strong and beautiful.&nbsp; It had felt like I was&nbsp;reborn like a pheonix from&nbsp;it's ashes.&nbsp;&nbsp;My sight on the world had changed and so had my onlook on life and death.&nbsp; Against all Odds of rage and sadness a stronger me was unlocked along with the strength to forgive myself.&nbsp; I had no idea all of that tremendous strength was buried within me.&nbsp; <br />
<br />]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Last Time</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/Last-Time-121586/" ></link>
<id>urn:uuid:82a82b62-d3f5-46e8-64d8-a68f69bfffe1</id>
<updated>2008-07-10T23:32:28-04:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[To all of you who read this you may relate to my feelings.&nbsp; As you read this blog I want you to remember someone very close to you who has passed away.&nbsp; I'm going to try my best not to cry as I type&nbsp;this blog.&nbsp; Now this blog is going to be about my mother who passed away years ago and the last time I saw her and our very last conversation and some other good&nbsp;memories.&nbsp; That's all I have is memories a watch she gave me and a birthday card with her love and signature in it.&nbsp; The only thing I don't have are pictures of her.<br />
<br />
It was in August a few weeks before school started.&nbsp; I was about to go into the seventh grade.&nbsp; I think I was thirteen.&nbsp; I remember the day because I had gone to Six Flags.&nbsp; It was only me, my older&nbsp;sister, my younger&nbsp;brother, and my dad that had gone.&nbsp; The reason my mother wasn't there was because they split up a long time ago.&nbsp; So I was sent to one family and my brother was sent to another and my sister stayed with my dad.&nbsp; It was mostly cause of how my mom was but I'm not going to get into that cause that's too personal for this blog.&nbsp; Any way after the all of the fun at&nbsp;Six Flags my sister and I wanted to go see our mother for&nbsp;a suprise visit because we rarely see her.&nbsp; Our father agrees to take us but&nbsp;we know he's not going to&nbsp;be happy to see her.&nbsp; As&nbsp;we get closer to her&nbsp;apartment I start to sweat from nervenous and excitement.&nbsp; My dad honks the horn and&nbsp;as fast as that she was comming out the door.&nbsp; She was short with long hair down to her shoulders like an older version of my sister.&nbsp; She was saying how big I've gotten and handsome.&nbsp; All I did was blush and smile cause I didn't know what to say so I just gave her a big long hug.&nbsp; The hug made me calm again and it made me feel at peice.&nbsp;&nbsp;Then out of no where a conversation about the movie Freddy vs Jason comes up.&nbsp; I immediatly said Freddy was going to win but my mom responed with a laugh and said &quot;no Jason will&quot;.&nbsp; My little brother backed me up about Freddy and of course my older sister took my moms side about Jason.&nbsp; We talked about it outside the whole time until it started getting late and I had to go home to my other parents.&nbsp; I gave her one more hug, this one was longer then the last.&nbsp; We smiled at each other and said out goodbys.&nbsp;<br />
<br />
That was the last conversation and time we had together.&nbsp; Almost a year later my other mom, the one that I lived&nbsp;with,&nbsp;had gotten a phone call.&nbsp; All I heard my mom say on the phone was &quot;Oh My God&quot;.&nbsp; She hung the phone staired at me&nbsp;and said take a deep breath and give me your hand.&nbsp;&nbsp;She said your mother is dead.&nbsp; I staired back&nbsp;with disbelief.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She said someone broke into her apartment and strangled your mother to death.&nbsp; I got up and walked away holding everything in till I went to bed.&nbsp; And then I just let it all go.&nbsp; My pillow was drenched in tears.&nbsp; My parents didn't know I&nbsp;had cryed.&nbsp; I didn't want them to.&nbsp; &nbsp;]]></summary>
</entry>
<entry>
<title>Looking, Seeking and Searching</title>
<link href="http://www.thoughts.com/Jose007/blog/Looking%2C-Seeking-and-Searching-119484/" ></link>
<id>urn:uuid:a8168754-fb44-03e4-9e34-4811d8c13dac</id>
<updated>2008-07-06T23:46:57-04:00</updated>
<summary type="html" ><![CDATA[Lonlyness can be a piecefull and yet a&nbsp;scary thing to experience.&nbsp;&nbsp;Your free and single but&nbsp;the only problem is you don't have anyone to share your freedom with.&nbsp; I am&nbsp;single.&nbsp; I'm just one of those unlucky fisher men that hasn't gotten a nibble or a catch in&nbsp;a few years.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;This one good catch&nbsp;I had my freshmen year of high school I&nbsp;was forced to release because I was moving out of state.&nbsp; I had to cut it soon because if I waited it would have been even harder for me to let go.&nbsp;&nbsp;In my new high school I made plenty of girl friends&nbsp;but the&nbsp;only problem was they only&nbsp;wanted to be friends.&nbsp; My most recent heart&nbsp;break was from a girl I&nbsp;had met on a seasoned job called corn detasiling.&nbsp; At first we talked&nbsp;then exchanged&nbsp; our numbers.&nbsp; After that it was pretty much non stop talking over the phone almost every night.&nbsp; We even chated every all night&nbsp;on myspace IM.&nbsp; When school started&nbsp;we wouldn't talk&nbsp;but she&nbsp;always loved to pick on&nbsp;me.&nbsp; I knew she meant no real harm because she would smile everytime after she would&nbsp;smack me&nbsp;or kick me.&nbsp; I considered them love taps.&nbsp;&nbsp;Well one night I had decided to put my writing skills to the test to take&nbsp;our friendship farther.&nbsp; I put all of my feelings for her&nbsp;into this note.&nbsp; I hand delivered it and she said she'll reply back at lunch.&nbsp; Lunch time&nbsp;came around and she poked me in the side with a smile on her face and she handed me her response on the note.&nbsp; I walked out into the restroom to get away from the noise.&nbsp; I opened the note with high hopes.&nbsp; The note said, &quot;I'm sorry Jose I just don't have the same feelings for you&quot;.&nbsp; The note baffled my mind and broke my heart at the same time.&nbsp; After that I just continued on with my life with a smile on the outside and mass amounts&nbsp;confusion and&nbsp;pain on the inside.<br />
<br />
Now I will tell you what I'm looking Seeking and Searching for.&nbsp; I am looking for a relationship with a female in between the ages of 18 to 21, likes to be active and play any kind of sport, has any type of hair color and hair style, doesn't like to argue or start arguements, has some taste in alternative or metal. and has beautiful unique facial features that really&nbsp;stands&nbsp;out in&nbsp;a large crowd.&nbsp; They don't have to have all of that stuff but it would be nice.]]></summary>
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