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So Sorry it took so long to get back about my trip but ive been packing for school because i leave this friday to go out to Biola University. Anyways I left off about just wanting to jump into the pool because of how hot it was. Everything at this little resort is based around fishing. For example, if you want to eat breakfast you need to get up when all the fishers are because you eat at like 6 in the morning then go get in on the boat. I fished all 3 days we were there but theres more later about fishing later on. Any how its nice at the pool because there is a swim up bar,  i guess that its conveniant because u dont have to get out and burn your feat running somewhere because u are parched and dehydrated. I dont like that they will serve anyone Alcohol! they were serving my small brothers drinks with alcoho in it! They say they dont care who drinks, the kids here can walk home on there knees for all they care... Its like you expect kids to know what a virgin drink is when they as for the same thing the girl on the other side is drinking. I guess you can say that the workers at the resort just really dont care as long as they get there pay at the end of the check with drinks on it. There was an incedent like 2 years ago there where people threatened to burn down the place if their stollen stuff didnt show up by the morning. And what do u know there stuff showed up in all different parts of the hotel the next day... odd hmm? well everything i guess is barried underneith the atmosphere of the place. Even the lady in the gift shop thought i was stealing because i charged stuff to my room because i didnt have pesos on me. She came and got my step mom because im not mexican like my stepmother and she thought i wasnt even part of that room. She automatically thought because i was white i wasnt in that same room. And then i went there and had to be introduced as my stepmoms daughter.... i didnt like the situation at all and i just said dont worry i wont buy anything else here... she was cheating us out of the currency exchange anyhow when i looked into it later. Anyway im not bashing my trip but of coarse there are the things that set back and make u just want to go home to America.

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AYE ! Que PASA!?

Welcome to My trip to Cabo.. no no no , not Cabo San Lucas where everyone goes and drinks and parties. Not the Cabo where it looks like Los Angeles and it's close to stores that are available to you at every turn.Its not by the McDonalds, or the little tan Home Depot store. Nope! Im taking you a little further away (try 45 minutes away) from that, to the East Cape of Baja California. Yes the water is still warm and the food is still surved up to you with a side of tortillas. Hola Palmas De Cortez!

The Hotel Palmas de Cortez has a website if after reading this blog you are interested in further getting your hands on the best experiance you can get in Baja California.  (check at the bottom of the screen for more on the hotel).

So I packed the night before preety much because I changed my mind on how hot i thought it was going to be. I couldnt sleep till around 12 oclock and we got up at 5 to leave for the airport. The problem with leaving to any country is having to go through security. all metal has to come off exept for minor things... And even your sandals... I thought that was dumb since mine were flat as can be and I didnt know who else was walking on that floor with there athletes feet or fungus EEWW! oh well i survived. When you get through security theres like  2 starbucks and a burger king and plenty of places to get your last american meal for a week. We boarded American Air and flew down to Mexico in about 2 hours. The thing that everyone must do is get a window seat, but its not just because some people like to look out the window, its the blue ocean and white sands you see when you are arriveing that makes it so memorable. Its just like those fancy brocures that put white sands and the brightest blue water on the cover. after landing you walk down a staircase onto the concrete and then to the airport... its not straight into a nice air  conditioned place its hot and humid and your hands feel sweaty after just one second of walking off that plane. (no lotion required).Its such a small airport that all you have to do is walk in and grab your luggage and see whether you have to have your bag checked or not. they have this button you push and if it turns green or red depending on u, then you have to have your baggage checked. its kinda funny looking becuase its like do i win or lose. JACKPOT go! so we didnt have to have ours checkd we all got GO. You then get in your van and head for the hotel. its kind of a scary drive since the road not very sturdy, if you get what im saying. Its like there are cows that get in the way and there are chickens, goats, dogs, people too... Theres odd little crosses on the sides of the road too that have like little buildings around them and are painted bright colors. some have like Mary the mother of god in them and some are just full of fake flowers with a candl lit. Im not sure if they are just remembrances or if they are real graves... spooky. After arriving to the hotel at Palmas De Cortez you are ready to change into your baithing suit and jump in the pool...

STAY TUNED FOR MORE TOMORROW...

more pictures will be put up that are personal and not from the website. Enjoy browsing the hotel though its truely a site to see and can u imagine being there...

http://www.palmasdecortez.c...

OK number one, this is going to be a start up journal to hold on to what is going on for me in my sleep. I have been having insane dreams and then some weird nightmares. To start off my worst nightmare that I've had repeatedly since I was young is someone breaking in a home. I guess that's why i keep a gigantic knife by my bed just in case i get nervous.In my dreams people have broken into my grandma's old home, my old home, my old old home, and even my other grandparent's home.

It is kind of bizarre but just last night I had another one.

I was at my grandma's house on the other side of town lets say by highland to give you an idea of the neighborhood. I'm sitting at the table with my grandma waiting for my dad to come pick me up from her house. The funny thing is(in reality) she doesn't live at that house anymore, and my grandpa wasn't there. The front door opens and closes. I yell out "dad". Then another door closes. I sit there and think 'whats going on?'  then the door opens again and closes. I cant see the door from the room I'm sitting in, i only hear it. The person opening the door and going in and out of doors in the house doesn't say a word. I then realize i don't know who's in the house and scream grandma get me a knife! she says i don't have any... I look back and go " WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T HAVE A KNIFE!???"  She then says "well" before i know it the person is going around the back of the house and trying to get in the door connecting to the garage . i ran and locked the door. My grandma yells out what about that little girl!? (this was totally random because the only two girls in my family would have been my cousin and i. And we are both over 20 now.) As the back door is locked he starts unscrewing the handle with tools he found in the garage. I'm on the other side trying to screw it back in while hes like monster fast at unscrewing the handle... I yell at my grandma to help me and instead she just heads to the bathroom and does her business.... What in the world is going on?.... Anyway i woke up after losing to the guy and he came in the door. 

I guess i could never watch that movie 'STRANGERS' because its almost the same scenario. I did however watch 'When a Stranger Calls' and that was in reality just like my dreams... only  i wasn't in a theater eating popcorn and just watching what was happening.

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So we have all been in class and really not liked our professor a lil bit sometimes right? Thursday nights i take a class over at stockdale high school. I won't say his name but he's been assigned to take over my night class for art appreciation because my other teacher had to step down from teaching so many units this semester. Mr. B we will call him... yes... ok. On the first note when i met this guy last week i have a preety clear open minded view of him until he starts pacing like no other and writing things on the board that pertain nothing to art, but instead to the knowledge he has about art. If your an artist you understand what i mean... not saying that you might not get this. He will explain a slide with a piece of work on it to the T... People aren't looking at the things he is describing because unless you are an art major... The mathmatics, history and brilliance of each piece of work isn't going to strike you as much as those who have a further place of knowledge for it. I used to be an Art Major till my dreams were crushed by my digital arts teacher(fall2007). He smashed on how my work wasn't what he wanted to see. I figured well.... if you want it to look the way you want... heres the pencil/pen/mouse  and draw it for yourself. ill put my name on it when your finished and call it an A. Thanks ! I couldn't major in art after this because of the way it made me feel about each piece i was making. I would need to wonder is this going to be appropriate enough for his standards of grading or should i just do what i want sence i know i  like what I've created? Am i going to have an employer that treats me like "give me what i am invisioning and don't put any of your own flare of what you are trying to make the person feel in it".... It was a tough decision, but i let go of my dream to do art for a living and am now a communications major.

When you first start your decision process of where you want to go to school, don't hold back from applying to your dream school (if of coarse you have one). Trying to get in will inform you what it takes to get in and if its possible or not. Don't just automatically pass it by. An admissions councelor once said a guy who didnt have the best of grades or outside references but had the ability to write an essay to convince Harvard that he was a willing canidate to the school. He said in his letter that he needed the help by getting his feat in the door. He sent a shoe box with one shoe in it then said, " I already got one foot in the door, will you let me get the other in?" The creativity got him in! But this isn't where I'm going with helping you start your application process is it?

1. Print out your application for the school you want to go to. Having it in  your hands is easier then doing an online application becuase you can edit and correct and show other professors what your going for as well as councelors. After filling it out then you can do an online application since you will be set to go.

2. Get your Highschool transcripts mailed out. You will need to go to your highschool with an envolope and a stamp with the address of the school in which you wish to apply to.

3. Get your college transcripts ready as well. You might have to pay for the transcripts so if your going to BC you need around 30 bucks when you go depending if you want it rushed or just standard mail. One transcript is 4 dollars, rushed mail is 8 dollars more.

4. Get your recomendations done early. The college or highschool teacher will need time to write out what they wish to send so give them at least a week to do it.  Include a short description of things that you might want the professor to know about you incase they don't know a more personal side of you example: a religious background or a sport your passionate about.

5. If you have any problems of questions make sure you know your councelor at the college your applying. They are the easiest ones to discuss what you need to know about transferring and so on. Even scheduling a date to visit the school if its around the area.

I hope this has givin you a small heads up on what you can expect when you go to apply for colleges.