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The following is a list of all entries from the school category.

…high school can suck big time…

…high school can suck and kids are so f#%^ing cruel…what is amazing and so very cool about this story is how this young woman responded to be being voted one of the ugliest girls at her school via an online poll.

…in her Facebook response she writes,

“I know I’m not the prettiest thing to look at.
(But) if that’s your idea of ugly then I feel sorry for you.”

I’m sorry that you get amusement out of making people feel like s–t.

I’m sorry that you’ll never get the chance to know the kind of person I am.

I may not look okay on the outside.
But I’m funny, nice, kind, down to earth, not judgemental, accepting, helpful, and I’m super easy to talk to.”

…having been bullied in high school and being told by my peers (and the immature guys) in high school that I am ugly, it feels like the end of the world…

but you know what? I’m so over what others think of my appearance or whether they think I’m pretty because I’m comfortable with me and who I am…I’m not looking to conform to someone else’s standard of beauty, I’m just looking to be me…and as such, I have always taught my kiddo, “never judge a book by its cover because today’s ugly duckling could easily grow up to be tomorrow’s beautiful swan…”

and through some weird cosmic fate, years ago, my son ended up at a party being hosted by a boy I went to high school with who felt I was ugly…the story was significant enough that I had shared it with my son and he has always remembered the story…because after the party,he couldn’t wait to get home to tell me, “mom, that boy who was mean to you and felt you were ugly did not age well at all (translate: fat and bald)…and as much as I hate that people (he means guys) look at you, you definitely aged better than he did!”…out of the mouth of babes!

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another #ProudMom moment…

#ProudMom…every so often as a parent, especially a parent of a teenager/young adult, you have one of those, “oh wow” moments…and i just had one…

many times, of all the life lessons you try to instill in your child their entire lives as they are growing up, you wonder, “is he even listening to what I’m trying to teach him or is it just noise and to him, it’s all just blah, blah, blah?”  for homework last night, my son had to write an essay for english class in which he had to pick several “power words” used in his learning community that best describes him…

now, if you know my son, you also know he HATES to write essays, preferring to tell you the story instead…perhaps it’s a maturity in him that i don’t always notice in the chaos that is our life and to me, he’s always going to be my “baby” while old habits die hard along with established patterns.

i was already asleep by the time he finished his paper and when i got to work this morning, i saw that he had emailed me a copy of his essay and i was struck by what i read…the kid can write when he puts his mind to it that’s for sure!  one of the power words my son used to describe himself is “question”…i know, i thought that was weird at first too…until he went on to explain why…

he writes, “Question represents me a lot because whenever I don’t understand something or if a situation doesn’t seem right, I will question it until I do understand it.  I have grown up not taking things for face value.  Things aren’t always what they appear to be and life isn’t about believing everything you see and everything you read or hear.  The world we live in isn’t always black or white because in between there are many shades of gray.  Also, when I see things that aren’t right and no one else is doing anything about it to change it, I will take the initiative to make it right.  For instance if I saw that a person were being picked on by another person or was not being treated right, I will step in and fix the situation especially if no one else will.  Question leads to action and action eventually leads to change…”

…wow…


…extended summer vacation? NOPE!…

…because somehow, someone at the school district believed that my son is so very ninja and stealthy like as he managed to be a student at a school for the past 3 years without having an inter-district transfer in place at his current school, allowing him to attend the school in the first place, we are attempting to register him for school AGAIN today…I am so not hopeful.

,,,my kiddo who has always seen life as “the glass is half full” (and wonders who drank the other half) saw a “silver lining” in the whole fiasco and enthusiastically asked, “since I’m not enrolled at school in San Lorenzo or San Leandro, does that mean I don’t have to go to school after all and I get an extended summer vacation?”…that would be a BIG negative but yeah, nice try buddy…even the principal found humor in my kiddo’s response.


MORE #StupidityIsPervasiveAndItIsHighlyContagious

let’s file this under another example of  #StupidityIsPervasiveAndItIsHighlyContagious

…oh the hoops i must jump through all the time never seems to end…somehow the school district believed that my son didn’t have an inter-district transfer in place at his current school allowing for him to attend a school which is NOT in our home district…i’m scratching my head over this because my son has only been at this school for the past 3 years…so somehow am I to believe that because my son is really ninja and stealthy-like (more so than I was aware of apparently), he must’ve miraculously gotten enrolled at his current school without “permission” and going through the proper channels…

all joking aside, this was NOT the thing we want to hear the summer before SENIOR year that my son will need to start over and leave everything and everyone he knows behind?  really?

***this didn’t sit well with me…and mama bear wasn’t having any of this crap!**

since it’s summer vacay, I really didn’t expect a response back until at least August but to my surprise, in less than 12 hours after I fired off the email, i received a response back from the school district…the letter was apparently sent out in “error” (and it is my understanding we weren’t the only ones this impacted by this “error”)…SO all is good in our world again.


the decades project…

…I always wanted my child to appreciate all genres of music like I do…and as such, from the time he was little, I exposed him to everything…and I like to think that it is because of me that da teenager’s musical tastes now is as broad and eclectic as it is…but by far, it is the 80s that stands out most in his head because we spent a lot of times rocking out to 80s music or watching 80s movies at home…when he started wrestling, a movie from the 80s about wrestling, “Vision Quest” quickly became one of his faves…

…so all along, da teenager said he should’ve been assigned the 1980’s in the Decades Project and not the 1970’s…though he did learn a lot about the decade he was assigned and did a good job on the project, he says he would’ve done a better job had he been assigned the 80’s…and during the group presentation today, he apparently was the only one not in the 80’s group who knew 80’s facts, movies, and music so readily and easily…da teenager said he was the first and often times, the only person who knew the answers to the questions the group asked…in fact, he knew all things 80’s so well that he was able to point out obvious mistakes the group made…ie what was USA For Africa…he knew right off the bat the second the group mentioned it, it was so glaringly wrong!  he was also appalled when the group talked about 80’s music and NO mention was made of Duran Duran or New Edition (are they serious?)…later when da teenager was asked how he knows all this info, he proudly told the class, “I grew up with the 80’s because of my mom…” Not sure if I should be proud or embarrassed…#JustAnotherDayInTheLifeOfUs


community college is SO real college…

…a lot of da teenager’s friends are in college now either at a UC, CSU, other 4 year colleges including some who are in community college…and some of his friends are getting ready to go to college including himself and are deciding where to go…and in my own experience, there is no shame in saying I went to a community college…even though I was told to MY FACE by someone that community college isn’t “real” college so my education, my accomplishments, and my worth was less than this individual…

“Any student who is able to juggle a multitude of responsibilities and earn a degree is impressive. Wouldn’t that be a person you’d want to hire?”

let me just say this especially for the naysayers…Community college is REAL college filled with REAL students who attend REAL classes to accrue REAL credits to eventually earn REAL diplomas so they can move on in the world…


Lesson to my son: Visualizing success…

I know as a parent we always want more for our children than we had and we definitely want them to achieve more than we ever could. So over the years, from the time my son was old enough to understand me, I always told him that when he was older, he had to go to college so that his future would be a much brighter one than mine. Not that I’ve done all that bad, but things definitely could be better. In my heart, I know had I finished college when I was younger, before I had my son, I probably wouldn’t have had to deal with half the bullshit I did have to go through. But with that being said, I am also a firm believer that things happen WHEN they happen for a reason. Had I changed any single event in my life, I wouldn’t have had my son. He is my everyday blessing and from day one, the light and the focus in my life. Everything I do, I do for him.

While I did go to college, I never finished so I had no action to back up my sentiment and it nagged at me that while I kept telling my son that he had to go to college, I was also being the world’s biggest hypocrite spewing a bunch of meaningless and empty words…telling him he had to do something I never did! So finishing up in December and for my son to actually see me go to college, do well and to accomplish a goal that I had long put off was probably one of the proudest moments of my life! However, this moment will pale in comparison to how proud I will be when I see my son cross the stage to collect his high school, then college diploma!

I knew I was going to finish my three AAs in December and I began actively searching for media positions in all the local news organizations in June. It was disheartening to learn that while I knew with my work ethic, my skillset, life experiences as well as my work experience, I would be an asset to any news organization but unfortunately without a BA under my belt from a 4 year college, NO ONE was willing to give me a chance to prove myself and what an asset I could be…that is, except CBS who responded to my cover letter and called me in for an interview.

My schooling isn’t finished just yet…I’ve just decided to put it on hold temporarily and this time, I am walking away a graduate from Chabot College at the end of the Fall 2013 semester with an AA in Radio and Television Broadcasting, Mass Communications, and Journalism. Whew! What a mouthful right?

And the best news is that a week before finals, I was hired at KPIX 5, our local CBS affiliate.

The truly interesting moment of this whole journey was something my son mentioned when we were talking about me finishing up at Chabot recently. He told me how proud he is of me and the conversation turned to visualizing your dreams and where you want to be. Yes, I  know this is something we say all the time but how many of us actually put it into practice? It was one of those brief moments we shared in passing (and I wasn’t sure if he was even listening) all so long ago
that I had forgotten BUT he remembered. It was when I first made the decision to go back to school and though I knew I wanted to do something with media, mass communication or radio & television broadcasting, journalism never entered into the equation. It was interesting how I just fell into it and found that I liked it and slowly realized perhaps that was my true calling. So I had made a comment to my son that one day, my hope is to work at CBS because no matter what I decide to do with my career and whatever path I may choose, CBS is a company that will provide me with options in anything I choose to pursue. So when I got the CBS gig, the long ago conversation we had popped into his head. As he recounted what we had talked about, he then asked, “Is that what you meant when you said to visualize success? You visualized that one day you would be at CBS and here you are at CBS!” I think he was more excited for me than I could ever be which I found so touching and sweet. Yes my teenage son and I may have our moments and our rough patches during these very difficult teenage years, but deep down, we are each other’s biggest cheerleaders and he told me that of everyone, he was most proud of me and what I have accomplished.

My 2013 started out with a whimper and it was a really tough year for me. But the upside is that I was determined and persistent and no matter what, I never gave up. Yeah, life knocked me down but I got right back up and as much as I wanted to lay down and die and succumb to all the rejection and disappointments, I didn’t. Perhaps some of my son’s “never say die attitude rubbed off on me” by osmosis and consequently, 2013 ended with a HUGE bang! AND, like the song goes, “the future’s so bright, I gotta wear shades!”


what i am thankful for…(2013)

the people who have known me forever and have stood by me during this journey known as my life and my single parenthood can attest to the fact that my life has *never* been about sunshine and daisies…but through it all, the struggle and the tears when triumphs and tastes of success were so far and few, I persevered and I never gave up.

deep down, I was hoping with all hopes that things would eventually get better…even at the darkest of times and bleakest of moments, I clung onto the thought that there was light at the end of the tunnel and not just a freight train coming straight at me…

I am so blessed and fortunate for my peeps who stood by me, believed in me and told me that I am stronger than I give myself credit for…but in reality, it was my hope for a better tomorrow and though fearful, taking many blind trembling steps into darkness (all the while, praying I don’t get hit by that freight train!).  my son counted on me and he is the reason I wasn’t going to give up!

this is why it feels so awesome to experience firsthand the old saying that while good things come to those who wait and believe, the best things happen for those who don’t give up, no matter what!  I love my peeps!!


my mom…(written by my teenager)

found this on my Facebook wall this morning…

and the best feeling in the world is knowing that despite the horrible teenage years, that WAY DEEP DOWN INSIDE, my teenager really does appreciate me…

my mom shows me everyday of my life that hard work pays off and to never give up. there have been a lot of times over the years, i’ve seen her struggle, get discouraged and many times, she wanted to give up because she wondered if what she is doing is the right thing but she never gave up. our friends, our ohana, never let her. my mom wanted more for us. i know she wanted more for me so i never let her. 3 years ago, when she went back to school to finish something she didn’t finish before i was born, she didn’t get to take her final with her class because my great-grandma passed away. here she is 3 years later, a few finals away from getting not just one but three degrees. this is why i’m so very proud of her and glad she is MY mom. i love you mom! good job! you did it!!


New Year, New Beginnings!

2014 is going to be an awesome year! 2 more finals then I’m done and off to embark on new adventures! love my peeps! thank you for always encouraging me and never letting me give up EVER!!