- Swine Flu Madness: Back when the epidemic first came up in May, I was doing homework for my Economics class, which was to trade random items for anything of higher value, at the UABC (Universidad Autonoma de Baja California) in Mexicali, when all of a sudden, an announcement came through the speakers which stated all the colleges in the country would close due to the situation, I quickly started calling all of my friends about it. Aside from all hysteria, which I was mostly involved in as well, I consider it a great moment because it shows how I want to report the news. (I should mention that most of this was from a scholarship essay I never sent.)
- Actually winning an Election: With the exception of 7th and 12th, I tried every year to run for an office in my school's ASB (the Associated Student Body). In 8th grade, I managed to win, beating my best friend for Social-Vice President, but afterward lost every election due to how many events I canceled (I was given charge of a School-wide banquet which I quickly canceled due to it being too much for me to handle) and by how I only wanted to go on all the exclusive trips. As for my friend, she managed to enter the ASB two years later in the same position when the outgoing officer switched schools.
- And My Favorite: Speaking Spanish for the first time (with my friends): Before June 3 of this year, I had only spoken Spanish to all of my friends once in 2001 and since then to only people I didn't know and two friends. Originally, my plan was to speak Spanish to them at the graduation (which was on June 4), but someone finally got me angry enough to speak it the day before. It was after the Religion IV Final, which wasn't much of a final, and Mrs. Smith was making an announcement through the speaker. I became angry when Orlando, whose indoor voice is extremely loud, drowned out what Mrs. Smith was saying. After a quick glance, in which he told me if he wanted me to talk to him, I then turned around and started screaming in Spanish to him how his voice was extremely loud. For almost two minutes, there was complete silence (I had expected some kind of cheering, but there was none). Since then, I have spoken to them in Spanish, unless they're uncomfortable with it.
Until Next Time,
Joel Garcia
2009


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