This is Bree, signing out <3

Can what we want to express be distorted by words. I would say this as a question and I guess it really is a question but to me, it enrages me. Why? Because I believe the intentions of a person, is pure. At least at a point. It gets distorted because of their emotions. Perhaps because they’re nervous. Maybe because they’re afraid. Either way, I see people misunderstanding them as a person and their initial means. Whenever I see this, it drives me insane. Inside I boil and I want to lash out at the person but because of the authority they hold, it makes it difficult for me to actually do anything. However, I have been able to do things in certain situations. I’ll be telling you about both times. The times when I was able to do things and the times I wasn’t able to do shiz. However, both time, it saddens me that no one else sees the world the way I do. Partially because I’m hella stubborn (jk not always, I give in when I know I should. Not because they hold more authority than I do but because I truly believe they’re right) and partially because it’s hard to communicate with others when half the time, I’m thinking, wait what lol… -.- ok bye

So, number one. This is a personal belief. It’s a famous saying, usually said by elementary teachers and parents but I really try to enforce this in myself. Sadly, there are times, I fall out of line, but needless to say, I still try. “Don’t say anything if it’s not anything good.” I feel that Holden, in the book “Catcher In the Rye”, can relate to this also.

She came in and took her coat off right away and sort of chucked it on the bed. She had on a green dress underneath. Then she sort of sat down sideways on the chair that went with the desk in the room and started jiggling her foot up and down. She crossed her legs and started jiggling this one foot up and down. She was very nervous, for a prostitute. She really was. I think it was because she was young as hell. She was around my age. I sat down in the big chair, next to her, and offered her a cigarette.
“I don’t smoke,” she said.
She had a tiny little wheeny-whiny voice. You could hardly hear her. She never said thank you, either, when you offered her something. She just didn’t know any better.
“Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Jim Steele,” I said.
“Ya got a watch on ya?” she said. She didn’t care what the hell my name was, naturally.
“Hey, how old are you, anyways?”
“Me? Twenty-two.”
“Like fun you are.”
It was a funny thing to say. It sounded like a real kid. You’d think a prostitute and all would say “Like hell you are” or “Cut the crap” instead of “Like fun you are.” (13.30-35)

This lady was a prostitute and soon after, she was “paid to talk to him” but in the end, he was swindled. He stood by his initial thoughts and didn’t waver when the man who introduced her to him made him pay $5 more. I know this example’s a bit on the smaller scale after I gave that dramatic introduction but it’s all about your morals and what you’re going to do with them you know?

Recently, I was with a group of friends, hanging out. We were hanging out together and guy A, insulted guy B right in front of him. Usually, his insults are taken as a joke and people laugh. But some people are more sensitive than others. It’s not even like he lives without common sense. In fact, he has a lot of it. So I do NOT know why he acts the way he does. Anyways, I tried to intercept and said something like hey no, his style is really great. .-. And the subject DID NOT change, he didn’t TONE it down a bit. Cutting me off, he said something like “no, his dancing is really sh*t”. I looked straight at him, and the people we were with. There were 5 of us. Every single one of them were laughing. Not chill. So, I walked away and didn’t come back.

Second example. The authority example. This is scary to me. you have so much authority, people look up to you, and they want to receive good feedback from you. So, I was taking a dance class outside of school and we were doing a project. We all put one move into the dance. While it was happening, this girl raised her hand and she asked if the teacher could repeat the footwork a couple times. (this one part) because she was having a hard time with it. The teacher misunderstood because the girl was stuttering (nervous) and couldn’t relay her message well. She gave her a look and the teacher said “no, you can put something into the choreo when it’s your turn. that’s how this works”. She thought she wanted to change the choreo and thought the student was giving her attitude. Right after she gave the harsh words, the student made a face because she was so hurt by the words because it was her first dance class and she didn’t know what she was doing but it didn’t look intentional. She looked as if she was going to cry. She was looking for words of encouragement not . not this. Of course, the student also misunderstood and thought the teacher was shutting her up because that was just the way she was. I wanted to help, but last year, the relationship the teacher and I had wasn’t good because I tried multiple times to help a student that got called out because weeks before, she had a sprained ankle but still didn’t recover and tried to explain that she couldn’t dance because it hurt her. The teacher thought she was making excuses because she didn’t want to put in the effort. Outside of class, she was always complaining about her ankle and how she couldn’t dance. She was pained over the fact she couldn’t perform with the class. In the end, I got thrown under the bus along with her because the teacher thought I was trying to make her excuses look valid. That student gave up on this teacher and isn’t doing dance this year. What we express can indeed be distorted by words.

In class, I cannot say what I have seen because I don’t want to call out people like that. A general example would be the reflection. We have an unlimited time to explain ourselves in words. Words that we can edit over and over to ensure that the final draft submitted didn’t deviate from our original thoughts. But, It’s hard to do that. Many people have a hard time explaining themselves, including myself. However, I received the grades I deserved but can I say that for the rest of us? Whether we received grades higher or lower than what we deserve, either way, our grades are distorted by a single assignment composed of our words. Some of us are crazy good at creating nonsense and making it sound like they’re the best students in the world. Some of the us are horrible at telling what we did and what we went through to complete what we did and end up receiving horrible grades. Before anyone starts to think, hey, that’s their fault. This is an English class. They should know how to organize their thoughts because their grades are in their hands. Many of us are not comfortable with talking about ourselves. Most don’t see this as a boasting opportunity but I know many who do and cannot fully give an essay filled with the best examples. To many, it’s just embarrassing.

We want to show our efforts but not through boasting. In the end, it comes out…well. Distorted. How do we fix this? Someone in our class mentioned a mix. Semester one was through reflection grading and semester two was all regular grading. People who’re embarrassed about talking about themselves and producing information during class do well in homework. These people did better in semester two. However, there are people who have to balance 200 different things every day (exaggeration but you know what I mean). These people make it up when they can and portray this in every way possible in their reflection essay. It’s hard to give the better to one over the other. Anyways, I’m getting off tangent.

2014-2015. My Junior year. I had many thoughts of the world and the people who lived within it. I often thought myself to be in the wrong but also to be the righteous one in the worst times. The difference between my own thoughts and the thoughts of another is the fact that it comes from another person. We were raised with different parents, surrounded by different people with different interests including our own. Can we find a common center to show our true souls? To have everyone fully understand when we’re all born with different…well, different everything(s). It’s definitely hard. It’s saddening really.

Communication and Expression

Hello Humans!

This year has been a crazy experience, and definitely the most difficult and eye-opening year thus far.  I have become friends with so many new people, and just as I have become more mature, these new friends have differing and strong opinions about topics up for discussion. Nothing is more satisfying to me than a nice, intellectual discussion where both people are open minded and there’s no judgment but just pure back-and-forth debate. Though I wish these perfect discussions happened all the time, there are people who feel they can’t speak up, or those who seem to lack the words to say how they really feel. This begs the question, what obstacles prevent people from expressing themselves?

There are of course various reasons for this, but after just finishing reading the novel The Catcher in the Rye, you see common take on why someone can’t express themself. The main character, Holden, has a difficult time expressing himself, and an even harder time finding someone to listen to him. You find out early in the novel that Holden’s younger brother passed away, and after an episode of breaking windows in the garage and refusing to talk to a psychologists (pg. 39), he was left with a lot of undealt and bottled up emotions all while being shipped off to boarding school. From a medical standpoint, this is most likely why Holden continuously looks for someone to talk to and understand him, and also has to do with his love for the past and hate for change. Though, ironically, one can infer the whole novel is a dialogue between him and some kind of psychologist, meaning the only one who listened to him was a professional listener, but sometimes that may be just what someone need when going through traumatic experiences.

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Another reason someone might not be able to express themselves is because they don’t know how. In today’s society, more and more people are becoming more open-minded to the discussion of emotion and the human psyche. The amount of people going to therapy (without any defined mental illness) has risen and activism is becoming more popular to help minority groups gain recognition. Yet, the second most highest cause of death in males ages 15-24 is suicide. Though we’re moving forward, we still seem to be teaching young boys that emotions are too feminine and shouldn’t be discussed. Obviously this isn’t working, and as our generation moves forward, we must remember to teach our little siblings and our future children how to be healthy and strong, both physically and emotionally.

On the same note of being unable to express oneself because they do not know how, people in the LGBTQ (lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, queer ++) community most often don’t realize they fall into this category of humans. Though labels aren’t necessary, for the sake of growing up people like to know a little bit about where they belong. Most LGBTQ children don’t know the feelings they may be having actual exist! Luckily, in the United States there is a majority support for equality in all fronts, but unfortunately in many other countries being LGBTQ is not talked about, and in some cases is even illegal. From our classes thinglink wall, I posted a video by Ashley Mardell titled “The ABC’s of LGBT” where she talks about the different terms someone can use to identify themselves as and how to properly address others. Link to the amazingly educational video is below. People like Ashley on YouTube or other public places make me so happy, as they keep up this conversation to make everyday life easier and more inclusive. And as said before with suicide being a leading cause of death in our nation, helping even one person by helping them discover who they are, or simply being respectful enough to treat them as they are can help them begin to express themselves as who they truly are and continue the cycle of generosity.

This year, though most academically challenging, has been emotionally stabling and opening for me. As I said before, nothing makes me happier than a conversation with open dialogue and open-minded people, but until this year I didn’t know how to have a conversation like that. This year has truly made me come out of my shell, while also making me realize I have a shell to come out of. In my English class we have done so many activities forcing you to reflect back on what you’ve done, and it really makes you look at what you’re doing wrong and what needs to be changed. Through many interactions with my fellow classmates, I’ve learned of many ways to speak in a classroom through various class discussions. I also learned how to research newspapers and websites through various projects, teaching me how to look for the information on what is important to me, such as the statistics in this blog or different activist topics I’ve recently found myself interested in. This year I also applied myself to activities outside of the classroom, making sure I’m actively involved in groups and clubs to make a change in the world. Sometimes expression is difficult because people don’t realize the problem, but once you do, it’s a whole lot easier to overcome.

-Sebastian

P.S. BE YOURSELF AND LET OTHERS DO THE SAME PLEASE!

Goodbye Junior Year

Hello lovelies! Today I’m, unfortunately, not going to be introducing you guys to a new place to go in your spare time. I kind of just wanted a blog post to myself today. You guys can learn a little bit about me and my junior year, while I’ll have a bit of something to look back at and be like “Oh my gosh, Junior year… Yeah…”

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This, is Mr. Ziebarth, one of the most lively and full of enthusiasm teacher I’ve ever had. It was Halloween and we, our AP English Lang/Comp class, went outside because there was a fire drill during first period. At this point, school was still pretty fun, nothing stressful yet, and I still felt like a sophomore living the life of being able to sleep at 10:30 or 11:00 at night. Oh how I miss that ever so much.

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This is one of my favorite pictures of the school year. This is David and he is full of sass, but everyone just loves him. This was during Bell Week on Tie-dye day, I’m not sure which day of the week.

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I also took a picture with Cynthia who’s also in UndrgrndOC. She’s very stunning as you can see. She’s helped me get through Junior year. Whenever I needed help with something, she’d be there for me. Whenever someone was annoying one of us, we’d complain about it. We’ve been through a lot together, but she’s probably the only reason why I didn’t leave high school and go to community college. Yeah, I actually thought about it. Haha…

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Oh, my lovely group, excluding Bree. Unfortunately, there’s not enough desks at our table for her to sit with us, but she sits at the next table with Vicki and Maggie, close enough for us to still communicate with her. We, as a group, have gotten so close. This was the day before their AP English exam. I didn’t take it because of personal reasons, but hopefully I can take it next year. 🙂 There’s Andrew with his pancake that Mr. Ziebarth made, Naomi with her tiny little thumbs, and Cynthia and Sebastian with their amazing smiles. I couldn’t ask for a better group. I’m really going to miss them. Hopefully I’ll see them a lot next year. ❤

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Well, just for the fun of it, here’s another picture of Mr. Ziebarth. Here’s the thing, I was going to take a picture of our class with my phone, but I didn’t know that my front camera was on so Mr. Ziebarth poses for the camera, and I just clicked the camera button. I will always have this picture, that’s totally not creepy. LOL… He has no thumbs. 🙂 Cool right?

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There’s also this that I wanted to talk about. Here’s Naomi and me with cut out hearts. FVHS ASB decided to do this lovely thing called “Share the Love”. For every student at our school, they got a heart with their name on it, and there was a cute little note on it. It brought smiles to people’s faces and made us feel special, maybe for the first time, who knows. It was a very sweet thing to do, and I’ll probably keep the heart for the rest of my life.

Here’s one thing that I won’t forget about junior year. I will never forget that in every class, no matter what class it was, I would always keep checking the clock to see when we would get out. I was so tired. I had tennis and all my homework to do, I didn’t really know how to balance all that out. I also live in a house with 8 other people, so it was hard to concentrate. With that being said, I couldn’t focus on my homework, so it took me a lot more time to finish my homework. I then started to finish my homework at around 12:30 or so, but even when I got into bed, I couldn’t call asleep until 2:30. I would wake up two times each night, and it was a pain going through that every single day. Hopefully, my senior year will be better. Maybe I’ll adapt to my environment. I’ll never know what’s ahead of me. I’ll just have to keep living life to see what’s up for me the next day. Maybe something awesome will happen.

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This is Hannah, signing out. xx ❤

LEGO Imagination Center

Hello lovelies! I hope your weekend is going well. Mine is great, thank you. (: So who loves LEGOs? I know I do, except for stepping on them of course. I’ve always loved LEGOs. Since I was a kid, I loved building the tallest towers with my younger brother. Not too long ago, my family went to DownTown Disney and we came across this massive LEGO Imagination Center. This was literally a child’s dream place to be. It was crazy crowded, but my eyes were set on the massive lego sculptures or whatever you want to call it. My dad took a picture with one!

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Even my dad was fascinated about all the LEGOs. Need a present to give to your kid for their birthday? Well, you know where to go. I’m not going to lie, I probably had more fun in here than my brother. I wanted to build my own things. They had a spot for you to do that. Oh my goodness. There’s nothing bad about this place. Well, if you don’t like a place that’s a bit too overpopulated with kids, then this isn’t your place. I basically stood there for 3 minutes with my dad admiring this work of art.

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Yep, I was pretty mind blown. It was so massive and cool. Gosh, I wished you all could see it. Look at that dragon behind there. I sound like a five year old right now, but if you were there, that’s how you would feel. Young and free. Of course, it’s not Disneyland, but if you come from a family that likes walking around DownTown Disney and watch the fireworks at night, you should definitely stop by here and check everything out, maybe buy something. 😉

Have fun!

Hannah xx

Food Fit for a King – A Hawaiian One

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Hello hello everyone! After our long hiatus during our book-making, Undrgrnd OC is finally back!

Today we visit King’s Hawaiian Bakery and Restaurant in Torrance, a little ways from Orange County, but definitely within driving distance. This is the same King’s Hawaiian that makes the delicious sweet rolls you find in supermarkets around the country, like Costco or Albertson’s. Here at the restaurant, they freshly bake their delicious breads, cakes, and pastries. The cakes are honestly the most amazing thing I have ever had. I don’t know what they do, but their cakes are as light and fluffy as a cloud, and the topping as delicious as a perfectly ripe peach.

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Now onto what I think is the better part of this bakery-restaurant combo-the restaurant. When you walk into the place, the decor looks right out of the 60s, with an old school diner bar and booths. However, while others may think it is outdated, it creates a welcoming, comforting environment. The menu has Hawaiian favorites like loco moco, a hamburger patty, fried egg, and gravy over rice, and kalua pork. There are other breakfast favorites as well, like eggs benedict, with a little hawaiian twist. The staff here are amazing as well, always having a small and being polite and kind, despite how crowded the restaurant is. All of the charm of Hawaii comes through this restaurant.

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If you ever are riding around Torrance or LA or even OC, and are in the mood for some of the best comfort food around, be sure to stop by King’s Hawaiian!

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How to get through High Schooooooooooooooool *-*

Hey guys! I’m back. Again.
This is for all the incoming freshmen. Hopefully this prepares you what seems hard. (;

Step one: Develop Relationships
Okay, I don’t mean a boyfriend/girlfriend sort of thing but friends. Who are you going to associate yourself with? When people enter highschool for the first time, they put up this front thinking it’s a great way to change yourself, a new place where no one knows you quite yet. But really, it won’t do you any good.
Avoid people who put you down and make you feel bad about yourself. Hang around people who you enjoy hanging around with.

Step two: Join Clubs!
Alright, so this is more of an extension of step one but hey, it’s definitely something. You want to involve yourself as soon as you get in high school. Yeah grades are important but so is your stress level. This is a great break through to get used to the people around you. Also, you could make new friends!
Not only that, you get to be around people with the same hobbies as you!

Step three: DO NOT PROCRASTINATE
It’s ok to take breaks in between but don’t say “I’ll do it in 5 mintues, I’ll do it later, I still have time.”
It’s better to get everything done early and be relaxed later. Some people say that they do better when they’re pressured under time but that’s just because you’re putting in half the energy, trying to put together something you could do SO much better in. Plus, that is so NOT good for your mental health. Think of yourself physically and mentally. You’ll have a much better time in high school if you put together some sort of a system. Whether it’s a schedule or some other method. Just get USED to it.

Step four: Don’t over work yourself.
Yeah a lot of other people have great grades while they’re doing superb in multiple extracurricular activities. BUT. Can you? I made the mistake of saying, I can. I ended up doing everything just fine but I stressed myself out A LOT. It affected me and those around me. Don’t let that be you. Know your limits. (But do not just flow through high school either, push yourself up to a point where you can grow, not drown.)

-Bree signing out

GELATO!

Hello Humans!

It’s definitely been a while, but hello again and welcome back to reading my words about random food places. Don’t worry I still love food and writing about it. So this week, getting ready for the blazing heat of summer in southern California, I wanted to talk about ice cream. But not just ice cream, frozen yogurt! No, wait… Gelato!! Gelato is more special than plain ice cream or froyo, it’s Italian. We’re very culturally diverse here.

The main difference between ice cream and Gelato is the name, as Gelato is basically ice cream in Italian. But, besides that the way Gelato is made is much healthier than the way ice cream is made, well as much as Gelato can be healthy. Gelato is made with about 25% less butterfat, the worst part of ice cream. It is also made with real fruits, nuts, and chocolates, not any of the syrups or chemically made ingredients that bigger food chains use for ice cream. It’s also made at about 15 degrees lower than ice cream, making it a bit more soft serve and faster melting in your mouth, having the flavor hit you immediately.

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Now that you know the background of Gelato, you gotta find a place to go! There’s this little hole-in-the-wall shop in Huntington Beach near FVHS Mangiamo Gelato Cafee by Yelp.com called Mangiamo Gelato Caffe. It’s a tiny and super cute place that has a bunch of flavors, all with these vibrant and delicious looking colors. They even have a mystery flavor every week! This week it was birthday, super yummy! They also serve it in this tiny cup with a neon color flat spoon, even better for scooping this soft-hard Gelato.

DIfferent flavors of Gelato by MangiamoGelatoCaffe.com

So, if you’re having a hot day and you need to cool down, go down to Mangiamo Gelato Caffe and try some Gelato! It’s super yummy and never lets me down. The flavor of Gelato just tastes smoother and seems to last longer in your mouth, making you want more! Careful not to eat too much for that summer bod. Until next time!

-Sebastian