Crime and Prison

If someone cannot follow rules and regulations I think they should be punished. Although a lot of laws and such are outrageous and should not be existent. I disagree with some of the reasons people are punished for in modern day society but I agree with the idea of discipline. Without rules and disciplinary actions the world would be a very chaotic place. Rules keep some order in the world.

            Now for forms of punishment it may vary. Depending if the person was a fault for committing a murder would change their fate. If someone intentionally killed someone I believe they should be put to death as well. It is inhumane to kill another being. If someone were to kill someone by accident for example with a car (assuming that they were not under the influence and it was the other persons fault or just completely accidental on both parts) they should not be also put to death. They should receive some type of punishment but none as drastic as death. In other terms if someone were to steal I believe they should lose material possessions as well. If a particular individual breaks into a house or store and steals a lot of valuables and other items they should be punished. All the items that were stolen should be returned to the family or person it was stolen from. Also the person at fault should be punished by having something of there won taken from them. Maybe they lose they’re car or something worth a lot to them. I feel this would teach them a lesson and they would not steal again if they know they will lose something of their own if they do.

            I do think that prison is a positive thing. They keep criminals captive and give them time to think about what they did. Depending on how severe they’re crime is should determine how long they have to stay in prison. If someone is convicted of selling illegal drugs the child molestation the child molester should be locked away fro a lot longer. Don’t get me wrong they are both terrible things but child molestation is way more serious then the selling of drugs. Now if these criminals do not learn there lesson the first time they should be locked up forever. There should be no third chances. Everyone gets a second chance in life but it shouldn’t take a third or fourth try to realize something needs to change. Some people are just natural born criminals. They will never learn their lessons and should be in jail for their entire lives.

            If someone is truly sorry for the crime they committed and is going to change I believe they should be set free a little earlier then their sentence. If they were to slip up at all it is right back to the slammer but if they show that they are truly sorry for their horrible actions they should get a second chance.

            In my world of justice prison would not be a nice place. I feel they get a little too much freedom in prison now. They should get stricter curfews and more discipline. It should not be taken lightly. Committing a felony is no joke and people need to pay the price and it shouldn’t be easy. They should get out of jail (if they ever do) scarred for life. They should have a terrible image of prison painted in the back of their heads. If they do I am sure they will not commit another crime because they would not want to go back to such a horrible place.

Blog about what Blog i should Blog about while Blogging on Blogger

            When you said write about anything I thought long and hard. I thought a little to hard. I was over thinking about what I should right about because I was procrastinating. I couldn’t decide on a topic that I felt was good enough to write about. This idea was too personal, this one wasn’t enough, that one is just plain stupid. I made this blog much more complicated then it had to be. I have been thinking about what to write since the new blog was posted. I even began to ask my friends what I should write about. Finally my one good friend says to me “Shut up, think of it yourself. It isn’t that hard write about anything. There is so much to write about. Stop over thinking it!” I figured out he was completely right. I was being a little baby about what to write about. Then an idea came to mind. I am going to write a blog about how I couldn’t think of what to write for my blog. The whole process of the rejection of my other ideas will be explained. But first I am going to go get a drink and it is going to take me thirty minutes to get it. I feel the need to procrastinate because I am still unsure with my topic. I’m hopeless when it comes to this stuff. Be back in thirty…

            Ok back I ended up making soup instead of getting a drink. What can I say… I got hungry. So anyways my journey for picking a blog topic begins with something personal. It involve my life in general and thought it was a good idea to vent but then I realized I want to vent but do not want anyone to read it. No offense but sometimes I just don’t feel comfortable telling others certain things about myself. I felt insecure so I changed my mind. Then I decided to write about sports. Then I realized that’s too typical everyone is going to write about something in sports. I want to be different and not write about and very common topic. Next I decided to right about something important that happened to me. By that I mean something that was life changing. I thought and I realized if others are not writing about sports they will probably be writing about something that happened to them that was life changing. So I basically want to be different at this point and not right the usual topic of choice. This is where my decision-making became difficult. I was running out of ideas pretty fast. This is where the help of my friend I mentioned earlier comes in handy. His wise words, which were actually meant to be a smart remark, impacted me. He taught me how to not sweat the small stuff and just go with the flow. It makes things a lot easier. I was to busy trying to live life with a rulebook. Now I know life is easier when you don’t think so hard about certain things and just go with your gut.  

Long Vacation

If I was given the option to go anywhere in the world I wanted with unlimited money I would go to many places. I would slowly work my way around the places in the world I always wanted to go to. I would visit twelve different places each for a week over the time span of three months. None of which are in the United States. I would stay in the most elegant hotels I could stay in. I would want to live the good life.

            First I would go to Puerto Rico. I love it there. I have been there before and it is possibly my favorite island to visit. Next I would go to Cuba. It is not really a place I can visit at the moment but I have family there just like Puerto Rico. I would love to go visit them and see what Cuba is actually like. After Cuba I would continue to work my way down and go to South America. I always wanted to visit Brazil. Its different culture always seemed interesting to me. I also hear that the food they make is amazing and I would love to try it.

            After leaving South American I would work my way into Africa. Madagascar would be my next destination. The wildlife there is a sight to behold and I would want to partake it viewing it. Next I would go up to Europe. In Europe I have many destinations. I would visit Spain to explore true Spanish culture and where majority of all Spanish-speaking countries descended from. Next I would go to France to enjoy some French cuisine and gaze at the Eiffel Tower. France is such a magnificent country to be in. After France I would visit there near neighbor Italy. Endless pasta would be all around me. I love Italian food and I would be in heaven surrounded by the best pasta and pizza I could find. After Italy I would pick somewhere completely random to go. Close my eyes and put my finger down on a map of Europe. Ukraine is the country my finger lands on. It is always interesting to see different parts of the world.

            Next I would enter Asia. Again I would randomly pick where to begin my voyage. I close my eyes and my fingers lands on the country of Laos. I’ve heard of this place but I know absolutely nothing about it. Another interesting place to visit. After Laos I would visit Thailand. It is a very beautiful country that I would like to explore. There is a lot to do in the spots that are well taken care of. After Thailand I would like to visit Japan. Mostly because I love sushi and would like to experience it from the country it actually came from. My last and final destination would be Australia. Australia has always been a place of interest from me. It has a beautiful ocean surrounding its every edge. It is just a magnificent sight and I would be very grateful to bask in such beauty.

Comfort Food

I do have a comfort food. Not just one comfort food though. I have different comfort food for different moments. Depending on the weather and what season it is changes my comfort food. During sports and activities my comfort food changes as well.

Although my comfort food varies depending on certain factors there is one food that seems to always give me comfort. My grandma’s homemade rice and beans always makes me feel good. Coming from a Spanish family almost all Spanish food made by my grandparents gives me a warm feeling on the inside. I love all of the food they make. I eat this food the most during the holiday season so I guess it could be considered my comfort food around Thanksgiving and Christmas.

Around Thanksgiving and Christmas I also enjoy cookies. Not just any cookies but the cookies with the reindeer on them. They are sugar cookies that come in one big roll of dough that you have to cut up into slices of to make them cookies. They are by far the best store bought cookies I’ve ever had. They give me a warm feeling on the inside. They are the best when I eat them with a nice mug of hot chocolate and marshmallows. It is almost perfection.

A little during and after the holiday season is wrestling season. During wrestling I cannot eat a lot. I have to eat healthy and eat the normal portions a human is supposed to consume. Basically no unhealthy food is to be consumed, which in most cases in comfort food. Although I cannot eat junk I treat myself to one little treat. I always have Swedish fish with me during wrestling. They make me feel good and taste great, unlike some of my food. They give me the energy I need and all around just make me feel good.

After Wrestling season is over every thing that is edible is my comfort food. I eat until I become sick. Then summer hits. During the summer I am always running around but I would say my summertime comfort food is sushi. It is crafted so well and has such a magnificent taste. I eat it a lot during summer. It reliefs all the stresses of work and anything else I have going on. It is comforting because of its unique taste. It is different then anything else I have ever tasted. So many options and tastes to experience. It warms me to just think about it.

I think my comforts are what they are because one day they just stuck. I tried this food and something in my head clicked and it made me feel good. Ever since those moments these foods have been my comfort food. Ever since I was very young my grandma was feeding me rice and beans everyday. Now that I am older I do not see her as much so I do not get to eat her rice and beans as much. This is why I want it so much and when I get it I think of my young childhood. It brings me back to when I was really young and just gives me a warm comforting feeling.

             

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I believe that illness is always around us. Illnesses are actually living. They are small organism not visible by the naked eye. When they find a host to feed off of that is when they become the Illness. At first they are just organism living there own lives. Then they become parasites draining the energy and causing another organism to become sick. Illness can contribute to the life span of people. Sometimes an illness will take someone’s life. Other times a freak accident will happen. When someone dies it just means it was there time to go. People can be mean. Being mean is a personality. Some people are mean and don’t really care. Others apologize for there anger against others. Sometimes people have a disorder that just makes them mean and nasty. Whether the universe is expanding or contracting is a very indecisive question. If the question is meant by the discovery of the universe then yes it is expanding. If the question is trying to ask if the actual universe is expanding then the answer is inconclusive. There is no set answer as to whether it is expanding or actually coming to a slow end. Things are beautiful to us because of the way we perceive things. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Everyone sees beauty in a different way. A painting may seem beautiful to one person but ugly to another.        

The word is full of questions some pointless and some very meaningful. Through my life I have had many questions. A lot of them may or may not have an answer. Some are the obvious questions everyone asks like why is the earth round? Or why is the sky blue. I also have more in depth questions. Why causes the earth to be round? What does the word earth even mean? Why do we live on earth? Why are there other planets then earth? Why is there an earth? How did we get on earth? Why is earth the only planet with life?

Despite my many earth related questions I also have questions about life. Why do we have emotions? What truly causes emotions? What causes us to think? Why is thinking called thinking? How can you think about something else when you are looking at something different? Why do we grow? Why do we strive for success? Why are we so competitive? Why are humans the superior beings? Why isn’t the world run by a different species? Are there other species on different planets? Why do we breathe oxygen? Why do we consume food? Why do we need food? Why so we need anything other then ourselves to survive?

Other questions I have involve myself. Who exactly am I? What if my whole life was actually a video game someone else was playing? What if my parents weren’t really my parents? Is my life a dream or reality? Why am I here?  In general why is everything the way it is?

I have many questions but I have one particular question that I would like to know. What exactly is a question?

family member for president

If I had to pick one person in my family to be a public officer I would pick no one. It is not that I don’t think anyone in my family is not suitable to be a public officer it is because I hate politics. If it were up to me we wouldn’t have a mayor, governor, president, or any other public office available. The government and politics are corrupt and I dislike them. I feel the people should run the country we live in.

            To think one single person is suitable to be in charge of a certain district county, state, even country is outrageous. Everyone has a say in what occurs in the world. All these voices should be heard. No one person should make the decisions for hundreds, thousands, even billions of people. It doesn’t seem very fair. Also as a country if that person in control messes up we all look bad. The responsibility of a country should not be in the hands of one man. That one man holds our reputation.

            Despite my hatred of the government there is one person I feel would be suitable to serve as an officer. Not so much as a president but someone who does have an important say in what happens. This man is my grandfather. If he was still here today I think he would make a great mayor or governor.

            He was a very wise man. Everything he said made sense one way or another. Although he did not speak English his words were wise. They made me the man I am today. If others heard of his ways maybe this world would be a better place. If a man so great were in office there would be no room for corruption. It would not be needed. It would be as if everything was almost perfect.

            I am not just saying this because I think my grandfather is one of the best men in the world. Many others agreed. Everyone who met him admired his wisdom. He was loved by all his friends and family as well as others he barely knew. He was all around a great, happy, nice, intelligent, and loved person. When it came to politics he always seemed to be right. Everything he said involving them happened our made perfect sense.

            This Is why I want my grandfather to be a public officer. Actually I would rather not choose and pick no one. I despise politics. If I were to choose it would be my grandfather. He is the smartest man I know. Despite being smart he was a people person. He was very sociable and had a lot of charisma. Whether he was governor or mayor or possibly even president he would make a change in this world. Maybe the government would not be so corrupt and things would be better. I don’t mean to toot his own horn but he was truly a great man. In my opinion he is one of the best men to be in office.

wild

When I think of the word wild a lot comes to mind. The first thing that seems to come to mind is someone acting wild. By wild I mean crazy. Not crazy in the sense of insane but as something daring or mind-boggling. An example would be a man jumping from a moving vehicle onto another moving vehicle. To me that seems pretty reckless and risky. These valiant stunts are attention grabbers, which is what makes them seem so wild or outrageous. These insane moments make you say, “Did that really just happen?” These unbelievable actions performed by others and maybe even myself times are what leave me saying, “Wow, that was wild.”

            Another thing that comes to mind when hearing this word is simply the outdoors. By outdoors I don’t just mean right outside my house. I mean the great outdoors and the jungle. All the free roaming animals and nature all around just seems magnificent. I would love to be right in the middle of all the wild animals. The dangers that lurk behind every turn and the amazing spectacle of the plants and animals all seem so wild and natural. Despite the fact of it being natural feeling and at points peaceful the real meaning behind it is the terror and fright of the jungle. The jungle is filled with killer beasts such as lions and tigers. These are no animals to mess around with. They have killer instincts. If they see something and they’re hungry they kill it and eat it. There is nothing calm and peaceful about that. It shows their true savage and wild lifestyle. Free roaming animals are wild animals and they don’t live by any rules. They could almost be called rogue animals.

            The wild I feel I can personally relate to is the wild someone has within them. Everyone can be a little out of control sometimes. The thinks people think, say, or do aren’t always “normal.” Normal doesn’t even exist. I feel no one is normal. Everyone has a little wild or in other terms weird side to them. Feeling crazy and letting loose is showing your wild side.

            Wild deep within someone can be a good thing and a bad thing. It is a good thing in the sense of someone letting loose and having fun. Someone showing a different side of themselves and being rebellious shows this as well. The bad side is the insane and bad thoughts that run through certain people’s minds. Sometimes people the there wildness take them over and it does not lead to good things. This is why the world is filled with crime and murder. Certain people just do not know how to control their wild side. They are stuck in wild mode and can’t get back to reality mode.

            As you can see the word wild has many meanings. The one I discussed are just the few that come to mind when I first think about the word. This word can mean whatever you want it to mean. It all depends on how someone interprets it. I see it as something outrageous, the jungle, and a side of someone that lies deep within. It interpretations and meanings are endless.

homework

Homework is important but too much can be overwhelming. Only so much work can be done in one day. My mind can only remember so much. I personally think I get to much homework. I never have a day when I do not have homework. It consumes a lot of my life and I don’t receive as much free time as a teenage kid should.

            Everyday I get at least an hour of homework. An hour is not to bad but that is why I said it was the least. I rarely get only an hour of homework it is usually two to three hours of work. On the weekends sometimes my entire day is dedicated to homework. For example I am doing this blog so late tonight because I was busy doing other homework earlier. My entire week was spent on studying for the many tests I had. There was not much time for anything other than homework.

            The amount of homework given to students in today’s society is tremendous. That is how I view it. But this is not all true it depends on the type of classes a student is taking. A student who is taking all lower level classes does not receive as much homework as a student in Honors or AP class. Since I am in Honors and AP classes I always have a lot of homework to worry about. The only classes I have that are not Honors are gym and electives. It is as if the smarter someone is the more homework they get. They penalize you for being smart.

            Although I dislike the amount of homework I receive sometimes it can be helpful. Sometimes it reviews what the lesson was for that day. It helps me understand what I learned easier. Other times homework makes no sense. It is like the teacher that assigned the homework set you up to fail. It just makes me feel miserable. I don’t understand it and I need help but since it is homework I have to help myself.

            The first thing I try to do on my homework list is essays. I always try to get my essays out of the way cause I feel they take a long time to do. After essays I usually do my written homework or worksheets. After my worksheets I do my projects. I don’t have much patience when I am doing projects I always get side tracked. I do consider myself a person to do projects at the last minute. They are my least favorite so I leave them to the end. It is not one of my best habits but it is the truth I cannot help it.

            Homework is not my favorite after school activity but it is important. Without homework some knowledge would not be obtained. It is very important to do homework because it teaches one to be responsible. The work will not do itself. You actually have to take time out of your day to do it. It teaches time management and is very important to do.

Alone

I personally enjoy being alone. It gives me time to think about life in peace in quiet. When there is no one around and it is just I, I feel relaxed. I don’t have to worry about anyone being around and I am free to do as I please. I embrace my alone time because it does not come often.

            I love being alone but not all of the time. I would go crazy if I was alone all of the time. Sometimes I need people to talk to. Their needs to be a balance between being alone and being around others. When I am alone I feel open-minded and concentrated on what I am doing. I prefer to do essays and homework when I am alone. My results from doing essays alone and with other people around seem to show that I receive better grades when I am alone.

            My alone time is great my sometimes I feel lonely after awhile. When my sister left for college I felt alone a lot. Especially when my parents were not home. I didn’t have anyone to talk to because she no longer lived at home. This is one of the reason I bought a gerbil so I am not entirely alone at home all the time. The gerbil is my sister’s replacement. My sister was the one who kept my balance of alone time at home. At first I did not enjoy the alone time after she left but now I am older and the time I have away from others is great.

            Sometimes I wish I had more alone time. I have a lot of alone time as it is now but sometimes I need more. The want for more alone time usually comes when someone is irritating me. The solution to most of my people related problems, is being alone. It gives me time to clear my mind. It gives me a chance to get away from the real world and enjoy myself. This is why I want more alone time. I enjoy myself when I am alone.

            When I am alone I usually clean my room or just listen to music and relax. Other times I do homework. No matter what I am doing in my alone time I always feel calm. It is as if I have no worries. I can do things at my own pace. There is no one telling me what I can and cannot do. Some people say being alone makes them feel nervous and paranoid. I disagree with this. Being alone makes me feel tranquil and untroubled. It is as if I am in own personal world. A world where I do as I please and can focus better.

            Being alone is a great thing. It allows time to vent and get things done. It gives time away from others and is relaxing. This is why I enjoy being alone. I need time away from others and time to relax. I could get some homework done or just simply relax or take a nap. Being alone is an extraordinary feeling and I enjoy it.

Music is my life

            Music is everything to me. Music is one of the most important factors of my life. If there were no music I wouldn’t be the same person that I am today. All types of music have an influence on me. Rap, rock, indie, hip-hop, techno and hundreds of different genres are my favorites. Music is extremely important to me. In fact as I am blogging right now I am listening to music (Runaround Sue by G-Eazy if you were curious).

            Music is not just a background noise to me. Music is inspirational to me. Every song has its own message. Some songs make me feel good others get me pumped up. When I am sad and down on myself I listen to some mellow happy music like ska music for example. Right before my wrestling matches I listen to a fast, aggressive, upbeat song like techno or certain rock songs. Other songs make me really think about life. Certain songs have really deep meanings and leave me thinking for hours about life experiences. Other than life experiences some songs help me think easier. A song with a nice easy flow helps me do my homework and write essays easier (now I’m listening to 2am by Slightly Stoopid).

            Music is important to me because without it I would not be able to survive a day. Music helps be get through everyday feeling good. It’s so important to me that when I get bored I sometimes make songs. I will usually take two songs I really like and mix them together to make an even better song. I will also spend hours on the computer looking up new songs that I might like.

            I don’t see music as distracting at all. Music is something that actually helps me concentrate. My parents always tell me to turn the music off and do my homework. I tell them it’ll take me hours to do my homework if I turn it off. They think I’m crazy. Not too many people can listen to music while doing homework or something that requires concentration. If I could have music playing all the time throughout my day I would. I personally think I would never fail a test again if I were to listen to music during school (Snow by Red Hot Chili Peppers).

            The main genres of music that inspire me are rap, ska, indie, and some rock songs. Rap has inspirational words with an amazing flow. It is almost like poetry. Ska music is like island rock. It has a catchy reggae beat and makes you feel good. Indie and certain type of rock songs have multiple effects. They conflict with my emotions and either get me pumped up, make me relaxed, and many other emotions and feelings. Certain songs make me feel sad or cold on the inside. A lot of really slow songs sung with a lot of emotion are the ones that make me feel this. I prefer upbeat happy music (Penguins by Avicii).

            As you can see I enjoy all types of music. They make me who I am. I feel life wouldn’t have meaning if it weren’t for music. Music makes the world exciting and entertaining. No one wants to be a boring stiff. Music prevents this. Music is at least fifty percent of my life. It isn’t just important to me. Music is a universal language that everyone can love and enjoy (Sweetest Thing by U2). What a great song to end a blog to.

relationship with my phone

Some people these days keep their entire lives on their phones.  To me a phone is important but it is not my entire life. This may just be because my parents don’t allow me to have a Smartphone. Either way I feel a phone is a necessity.

Certain individuals are constantly on their phones. They do not leave their sides. They spend hours and hours a day on their phones whether they are texting someone or verbally talking on the phone. I am not one of these individuals. I will not lie though I do need my phone. It is extremely important to me. My phone is important because I use it to contact important people in my life. For example if I can not come into work tomorrow all I have to do is text my boss at that exact moment and a couple of seconds later I have a response saying, “Ok thank you, for letting me know early.” If it wasn’t for my cell phone at times like these I could get into some trouble. Another situation were my phone is needed is when I need a ride somewhere or something important happened and I must let my parents know.

Other than using my cell phone for emergencies or job purposes I also use it for pleasure. I talk to people sometimes just to make conversation. My cell phone has saved me from boredom countless times. When I am all alone and have no one to talk to all I have to do is pick up my cell phone. I look through my contacts and begin a conversation with someone through a text. That is another thing I don’t usually call someone over the phone I fell texting someone is much easier. The only people I will call are my parents and college coaches. Not even college coaches, they usually end up texting me.

Sometimes I forget my phone at home when I go out and I don’t really care. Some people would freak out if they left there phone at home. I would prefer to have it with me but it isn’t that big of a deal where I have to drive home just to get my phone. I will just worry about it when I get back. Even though I do not stress when I do not have my phone I would not be able to live without it for six months. Six months is a little to long to not have a cell phone. I can maybe go two days without a cell phone. All though I am not obsessed with my phone I still need it on me. I need it on me incase I receive an important message or if someone important calls. If there is an emergency and I didn’t have a cell phone there would be no way for anyone to contact me.

I need my phone but I am not obsessed with it. I am not one of those types of people who are talking to someone everyday for six hours. I just use my phone regularly or as needed. I occasionally use it just to strike a conversation with someone. My phone is important to me and if I didn’t have it for six months I would not be happy but I do not need it all of the time.

Driving

Most of the drivers on this earth are mot very good drivers. Most of them are too aggressive and have road rage. The worst kinds of drivers are the scared drivers. They are the ones that think they are great drivers but drive with to much caution. The perfect driver is a balance of an aggressive driver and a cautious driver. I myself am not the perfect driver. I am a balance of aggressive and cautious but I am still a new driver and its takes time to master driving. If you compare me to most of my friends I am a great driver.

            When I hangout with my friends I usually like to driver wherever we are going because they aren’t very good. I have seen them do some crazy things. It is ok to do fun and crazy things but there is a time and place for that. My one friend thought it was a good idea to pull the emergency brake cause he saw a patch of ice and wanted to drift. He did this but didn’t think it through. When he decided to drift there were 3 cars behind us and two in front of us. Drifting is ok sometimes but not when there are other cars around you and especially when its icy out and you can lose control of the car. Not one of the best decisions my friend made but at least no one got into an accident. Now that I look back on it and no one was hurt it was pretty awesome. On the other hand my friends do crazy things when driving but some of them do kind things. Out of respect they let people turn who are stuck at a stop sign for a long or have been trying to turn into the bank for 5 minutes. I also do these kind gestures when driving. I do these because I know if perform kind gestures I will receive them in return.

            I think the way a person drives can reflect who they are as a person. If someone drives reckless and crazy they are usually reckless and crazy of the road as well. If someone drives slow and boring they are usually boring. Sometimes this does not apply but for the most part it does. I hangout with a bunch of reckless and crazy people and all of them drive the same way.

            One thing that was not fun to experience was an accident. It was nothing major but I was recently in one. It really sucks when the accident wasn’t your fault it just ruins your whole day. What had happened was the driver of the other car pulled into a parking space and I began to drive around but then the driver decided to start going backwards to try to park in the space behind her. I slammed on my brakes and figured she had noticed my presence but she did not look back and proceeded to back into my car. No major damage is done but it was just annoying to have this occur.

            I want to be a great driver. By great driver I mean I driver who gets from area to area fast and safely. One of my friends is great at this. Sometimes I think he should be in NASCAR. He is a great driver but can get to the mall from his house in five minutes. To me that is pretty impressive and I would like to be able to drive like that.

ANGER

There are many people in this world who get angry very easily. Sometimes I am one of those people. I do not get angry to often but sometimes certain things just set me off. The number one thing that makes me angry is other people’s stupidity or ignorance. For example if I were to say to someone “do not jump in the pool,” and they do it anyway I will get very angry and most likely tell them to get the hell out of my backyard and go home. Another thing that sets me off is when people annoy. I can only take so much joking and playing around after awhile I get annoyed. I get annoyed the easiest when I am doing something important and someone keeps bothering me. An example of this would be the other day when I was at the gym. I am lifting and my friend continuously interrupts me and is making joke. I become very angry and tell him to get serious and stop messing around or just leave now and get your own ride home. Lifting and homework are the most frequent moments when I get mad at others because I do not want to be touched or messed with.

My control over my anger is fairly good. I can control my anger most of the time when I am in a public place I do not want to make a scene in front of other people. I say most of the time because sometimes I can no longer hold the anger in and just let loose. An example would be when I was at a concert this past summer. I was watching the band on stage and this one person insisted on continuously bumping into me. This wasn’t an accident because he was trying to start a “Mosh pit”. I could tell everyone around me was getting angry as well so I turned around. When I turned around I punched the kid right in the jaw sending him to the ground. After that the kid left and did not bother me or anyone else anymore. Sometimes I cannot control my anger and the best thing to do is to let them out. Sometimes it solves the thing that is making you angry.

Everyone has there own ways of controlling there anger my advice to someone is to find that certain way to control it. My way of controlling my anger is by thinking in the back of my head, “Is it really worth it to freak out right now? Do I really want to cause a scene? What will it solve if I get angry?” I ask myself questions in the back of my head that calm me down and make me realize that it is not really worth. This method may also work for others. If this does not work there are various other methods like counting until you calm down or focusing on a particular area or object causing you to forget why you were angry.

friends, in number

The number of friends and the quality of friends are both very different. You can have hundreds of friends but if you ever got into any trouble none of them would be there to back you up. The number of friends someone has means nothing. It is better to have a few close friends then to have a lot of friends. Personally I have many friends but among those friends I have the few that I am close to. Those few are my true friends and the others are just people I am friendly with and hang around often.

If someone has ten friends they are always around there is a good chance that most of them aren’t close friends with them. If someone else has one really close friend then they know who their true friend is. Others view this situation differently but having one close friend is better then having ten friends. A close friend is different then just a friend. A close friend is someone who you can tell anything to and trust. They will always have your back and be by your side. Your regular friends are not the same. Your regular friends are just people you enjoy hanging out with and being around not someone you can always depend on.

I know certain people who have hundreds of friends and then other who just have a few. Personally I don’t think the person with a few friends is going to be happier then the person with a hundred and vise versa. If the person with a hundred friends has a few close friends within those friends then I think the person with a hundred friends and few close friends is happier than the person with just a few close friends. If the person with a hundred friends has those friends just for attention and has no really close friends then in the end the person with a few friends will be much happier.

Some people have so many friends because they like the attention. They always like to be surrounded by many people who adore them. They want to feel important so they constantly have people around them. I feel this is false. Although they feel important and love the attention deep down they feel something is missing. That something is someone they can turn to when needed.

Even though some people have hundreds of friends some people focus on a few close friends. These people are happy because they have that person to lean on. Although they have a great friend they fell as if they should have more. They want to be like the individual who has hundreds of friends. The best thing to do is to have a balance of both. Someone should be very friendly and have hundreds of friends but also have those few close ones.