Celebration

Wednesday I finished up my last Final. French. Ahh French, I love the language, I love the country and I'm sure I'd love the food. For the past few years French has been a big part of my life. I took it all four years in HS and excelled at it. My teachers loved me and my Senior year I got 6th place in my state for a National French Contest, the highest at my High School.

I love it. But I fear that I might have said goodbye to that chapter in my life. I finished my final in half an hour. Not because I B.Sed it but simply because I did what I did and finished. But next semester my schedule is full and I can't take French. So it'll be the first time in five years that I won't have it. That kills me and I hope I don't regret it. But we'll see where life takes me.

I am officially done with my first year of college. I'm so happy and excited. I finished it up, I know I passed my classes (not sure what my grades are yet but I passed). I have a job and my birthday is coming up. My story is still doing well and people like it. I feel on cloud nine.

So to celebrate I went out with some friends to watch The Great Gatsby. This is easily one of the best books out there set in the Roarin' Twenties. And it's a tragic story probably why I like it so much.

So I admit although yes I wanted to see it, I was worried about how it'd go. But I loved it. The actors did a superb job and I fell in love with Daisy and the love in Gatsby's eyes for Daisy was so real and so emotional that you couldn't help fall in love with their story.

The cinematography was amazing. It was visually beautiful and appealing. I loved it. Although I do believe that some moments were a little over the top and I get that that's what Gatsby is all about, but I'm not even talking about his scenes. There's a particular scene near the beginning that was supposed to be a regular social gathering that ends with a dramatic slap. In the movie it's turned into some orgy and the slap is almost minimized.

It was colorful and beautiful and I wouldn't mind watching the film in 3D. I highly recommend the book and the movie.

My biggest issues with the film were the music, rap. Now this is I admit me being biased. I hate rap. Whatever era it may be from. But I felt it took away from the film's credibility having this play into the movie. Now I do admit that for the most part they made it work, but still why not stick with jazz and actual music from the era? And I loved Lana Del Rey's song Young and Beautiful it's so tragic and sad and the chorus line is haunting, "will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will...I know you will..."  I would say that this could very well have been the love theme song of the film. I recommend checking out the song.

My other issue was while the novel had important themes about society and the dissatisfaction with people it was more subtle and you really had to unlock these themes and by the end of it all you're left thinking about this as well. The film flatly states it for you and while that is helpful and  can be nice for viewers I do prefer when my movies let me think for myself.

Overall it was a great night and a great way to end my first year of college.

Tell me you don't see the love in their eyes? They were amazing. I'd give them a standing ovation.

Characters

Maybe I'm weird. (This is the part where you say "No not at all Scott!") Anyways when writing my characters are important to me. To me they aren't just simple characters. They're actual people that I've invented. And my story One For All is my current baby and I love my characters to death. They've each got a different part of me in them. They've come alive and I want people to like them, but I also want people to realize that they have all got their own flaws. I think it's important to really flesh out the characters.

I also really strive for making them realistic. I love stories that are realistic and I want to have them in my own writing as well.

For my characters I'd like to think that I know them really well. That is how an idea was sparked in my mind.   Writing my story One For All I come across moments and backstories that I know won't make it into the actual story.

So I'm thinking of writing down these moments and making a little collection of short stories that takes place in the world of OFA.

These stories would consist of moments like Mason and Aiden's first meeting and becoming friends. Owen and Mads meeting and becoming friends. The incident that caused Noah and his family to move to the town. A favorite memory between Declan and his grandpa. And it'll include some chapters that will be in OFA such as Darren's POV chapters and Ben's POV and other such goodies.

I think I will be posting this sometime in the future. I'm excited for people to get to know my characters just as well as I do!

Math Final

Monday May 13th.

I had my math final yesterday. Ugh.

Just as my love for writing and reading is strong my hatred for math is just as strong. It's never been my best subject.

However this semester things were different. A lightbulb was turned on and I understood most of the concepts and I was able to get 100%s on my quizzes and homeworks. I'd get high B's and high C's on the tests. I was understanding it.

I wish I had studied more for my math final.

It was hard but it wasn't something that I was completely lost in.

I finished 15 mins early and I turned in the final.

I passed the class with a low B. I'm satisfied because in the past I would have just barely gotten a D. I will work my ass off for next year's math class. I'm unfortunately still not done with math. I need to go some ways with it, and I'll hopefully be able to do it.

We'll see eh?

Mother's Day

Sunday was Mother's Day (in America). I woke up at 6 to get ready for work (feels soo weird to say that). And then I got my gifts for my mom ready. I bought her a mug that said "Nevada Mom" I got it from my school's shop. She's sentimental in these types of things and I know she's proud to have her only son in college so I know she likes those things. And if we're being honest she likes to show it off.

Anyways I got her a card as well and some other goodies.

I love my mom. Mom was the first word I said well technically I think it was "mami" I'm Mexican remember?

When I was younger my dad worked nights and slept during the day so I spent plenty of time with my mom when she got out of work the afternoons were for her and I. Despite her being tired she'd take me to the park or play with me at home or we'd watch TV together and eat plenty of snacks and goodies.

Remember how I said my grandpa (my mom's dad) was the best man I've ever known? Well my mom would be the best woman ever. She is his daughter. She is so much like my grandpa. She's always trying to help as many people as she can and no matter how broken she feels she'll put a smile on her face and try to make others laugh and spread happiness even if she's not feeling it herself.

My mom is beautiful, and selfless and amazing. She's a hardworker and I wouldn't trade her for all the money in the world or all the books in the world.

I love her. And even those three words aren't enough to express just how much I love her.

Happy Mother's Day to all mothers!

Job

Saturday, May 11th.

Umm. So guess what peeps? I got a job. Yes, I got a job!

A paying job!

Dun, dun, dun!

This all happened so fast and it was unexpected.

But Thursday my dad got a call from someone he knew asking if I was still looking for a job. He said yes, I said yes, and my first day of the job was on Saturday.

Now what is this job?

At a Doggie Daycare. Elite Doggie Daycare to be exact. Now I know it's not the coolest thing in the world. But I don't mind.

I love dogs. I have five dogs for crying out loud. And everything I'll be doing there is basically stuff I do at home.

Pros:

I get to play with dogs! If you know me you know I hate people. So people is a limited thing I have to deal with.

It's not an incredibly hard job.

I'm gonna get a super cool uniform shirt. Ok it's not that cool but I'll have something legit to show that I work.

I'm getting paid! And for something more than minimum wage. I was willing to work for the bare minimum (don't tell them I said that). And I think I'll like the job. Just this past weekend I made 21 hours. In two days!

I have a job!

Cons:

Ok yes it can be a little boring, but what job isn't?

It's a long shift. But again I'll be getting paid.

I do have to pick up dog poo. But I mean I do this at home. It's basically what I do at home and I shall be getting paid.

I'm going to try to remain positive about this and be positive about the future. Good things seem to be coming.

This is the actual place I work at. It's smallish office but the backyard for all the dogs is HUGE. That is all.

English Final

May 10th.

In Mexico May 10th is Mother's Day. >.> I feel cheated because this just means double the days I have to be a perfect son, haha. Just kidding...kind of. I always tell my mom she'll get her presents on the sunday because we live in 'Murica and we ain't gonna celebrate it on thee Tenth! Yeah I just went ghetto on you all.

But anyways, I had another final. English. It wasn't really a final because I'd turned in my portfolio stuff in on Monday and was going to pick them up.

The wonderful Professor brought us a bunch of food like doughnuts and bagels and juice and I just love her.

In this class I made some semi friends. Two other left-handed people. I'll miss our conversations about how some people in this world are so dumb. And laughing at the things people say. And talking about the good things in life like music and Sports Illustrated: Swimsuit Editions. We had to analyze that once ;) which meant we counted how many topless women there were in one issue (56) and you know I don't even remember that much about it (they were all beautiful ladies).

I was planning on doing an extra credit assignment for the class but then I saw that my grade was an A and I was like eff it! Even my B.S. still managed to get me an A in the assignment and the class. It was also thanks to the Professor, I figure she really liked me.

It's my last english class and that makes me feel somewhat sad. I've loved English for a long time. I love reading and writing and I'm leaving a part of me behind and moving on. But that's life right?

Anthro Final

May the ninth.

On Thursday I had my first (really my second) final. It was Anthropology. For those that don't know Anthro is the study of other cultures.

It's an interesting class. You learn different things and my Professor was very keen on being tolerable and not judging other cultures. Which I agree on. Just because it's different and not something we do doesn't mean it's wrong and bad.

The Professor was really nice and so funny. She was a Harry Potter fan so you just know what kind of an amazing person she is. I enjoyed having her as a Professor, I just wish the class had been a bit more interesting. I completed all the work required and I did fairly well on the tests but I was not motivated to study for them. Or go above and beyond in it.

Oh well. I took the final and it was slightly easier than I thought it'd be so we shall see what I get on it. It took me like 45 mins to do it even though we had 2 hours to do the final.

I am done with Anthropology! I would recommend it to people if they are actually curious in other cultures if not then I'd say don't take it.