Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Free: The Season Is coming to An End

As I go into today's game against Hercules High School, I cant help but feel a little sadness in me. I See our game today, then I look forward to the remaining hurdles in my path. All I see is one or two more leaps left and just beyond that lies the finish line. We play Hercules today, Bishop O'Dowd Thursday, and Pinole Valley next week. It wont be long before we're on the home stretch with all the other teams right on our heels.

As it stands, with Alameda barely holding on to our first place seat in the league, many teams our duking it out for second and third and looking to knock us off. And with the teams like they are this year, any team can win on any given day if the other is exactly on point with each other. So we can't take for granted our lead. We must continue to fight, scratch, and claw for every win. We don't have a major player this year who we can just go to for goals, we have to rely on one another and work together to earn our tittle.

With these thoughts running through my head, it brings yet another upon me, "The season is coming to an end". And as much as I would love to get to sleep in every morning, and have an extra three hours to do my homework, I still hate giving up high school polo for the rest of the year, and waiting for swim season to roll back around. However, the ending of the high school season means that i get to come together with the other high school guys and play club with them. So I guess I'm a little confused with where this leaves me. But what I am sure about is.....I'm ready for these last couple of weeks.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Re: Tired


"I feel so sleep deprived." -Cody Le
Simple and sweet as this quote may be, it is exactly how I've been feeling this week. Cody is fellow polo player and someone who I honestly love. he has recently been attending morning weight room workouts at six in the morning. Combined with afternoon workouts, games, and schoolwork in between, we struggle to find time to ourselves. And when we do, its usually to take a shower, or to get a meal in before we go to bed and get up at the butt crack of dawn, just to do it all again.

I guess the question really becomes, "why"? Why do we get up every morning, and push ourselves to our limits? Even though it goes against all of our instincts to just sleep in and be more well rested for the day. And the only answer I can conjure up is, "because we love it." We love the sport and are willing to put ourselves through hell and back just for it. Its like all athletes who are reading this, also sleep deprived. We simply love what we do and we're willing to sacrifice all personal time, for our sport. We have this drive to just push through pain and instinct to better ourselves and become the best student athlete we can be. And at the end of the day, I don't mind doing it. It gives me a release for all stress I accumulate during the school day as well as teach me self-discipline. At the end of the day, I will go to bed exhausted and overworked. However, I will continue to get back up every morning, knowing I get to do what i love

 

CE: The Death Of An Inivator

As you all know by now, Steve jobs, the co-founder of Apple, died this morning after his long battle with pancreatic cancer. As I mentioned, Steve was the co-founder of Apple. He started this life- changing business like any other, in his basement Making computers. He was a visionary who seemed to know exactly what we as the people wanted, before we did. he saw the world going into the digital age far before anyone could even process the idea of what a computer was. He started with computers the size of cinder blocks and as technology evolved, so did his products.

Steve brought us life-changing products such as the I-pod, the I-phone, the Mac Book, I-pad,and the game-changing ITunes. His visions quickly hastened the demise of CD's and changed the way we would listen to music, forever. His brilliance would soon skyrocket Apple to be the richest company, of all time. But like many brilliant people in the world, he had a burden to bare, Steve had been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. And even during his never-ending dance with death, Steve still committed his life to his work and giving the people what they wanted. This world has truly lost one of the most brilliant minds of all time, his actions shaped this world to send it into its digital idea. He will be missed for generations to come. Steve was truly a visionary whose view to better our wrold through technology will continue to live and inspire many for years to come.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Free: As the Weeks Continue To Role ON.

As I sit here in one of the many AHS computer labs listening to the masterpiece "Hallelujah" by the brilliant Jeff Buckely, I continue to think about the weeks going by. I think about the weather and how all I seem to want to do is lay down in bed, with the lights off, the window open, and listen to the wind fill my room. Polo takes up most of my time now so I really take advantage of any time I get to myself to just lay donw and think. However, before i get to go and do this tonight, I have one more obstacle in my way, the long-antisipated game against Encinal. To be honest, as much as i want to go home for the down time I long for, I am excited to see all the great guys on the Encinal team.

Don't get me wrong, just because they're my friends doesn't mean I wont hesitate to play my hardest against them, and I hope they feel nothing less towards me. I'm hoping that this game will break me free from the little bit of an energy slump I've been in. So other than the weather, life's been good, cant complain here. Been staying healthy, warm, fed, and more importantly, been getting to play polo.this game will cont inue to be running through my head until the last seconds of school slowly but surely tick away. And after a battle against some of my closest friends, it will finally be time to go home.

Friday, September 30, 2011

There are many questions in the world that we as the human race have accepted to just have no answer. One of these mind-boggling questions is: "What is the one characteristic that defines a human/ humanity?" Our lust for power and to become the perfect human being? Our need to bond and create a social web with others? Naturally, I was sent on a roller coaster of thoughts and emotion. However, after a long session spent in my room contemplating, I've come to a conclusion. Despite many tendencies in the human race, I believe the one thing that ultimately defines us as the human race is the many forms of diversity that is found in our world. Yes, many people will also be writing about this, but i truly believe that this is the one thing that collectively defines the human race.

There are many forms of diversity in our race. Religions, ethnicity, thought process, eye color,  everything down to the clothes you choose to wear every day, all come together to make you who you are. There's so much diversity in the world. But all of this diversity is good. Especially here in the United States. We have all kinds of ethnic influences and so many different personalities, even walking down the streets of San Francisco is an adventure. You see suits with not a hair play out of place, walking next to a super retro rave girl wearing neon green skinny jeans and rocking a pink Mohawk, and everything between. You may even see an Irishmen walking  down the street, holding hands with a Japanese women.The different variations we have, is endless.

There is also a great deal of diversion in our physical appearances. There's black people, white people, brown people, yellow people, and many different shades of skin tones in between. There old people, young people, and new Born's. There's there people who are 4 foot 11 to the people who are 6 foot 7 , and  the people who are shorter, to the people who are taller. You'd have people with dry skin, soft skin, ashy skin. people with big lips, people with small lips. people with short hair, long hair, curly hair, straight hair, nappy hair. And hundreds of other types of physical features that are on the face alone.

Diversity doesn't just exist in the clothes that we wear or the haircut we have, or even what we look like on the outside. It doesn't even exist completely in the color of our skin or how tall we are. It exists in great portions in our brain and in our individual thought process. It makes people do the things they want to do like jumping off cliffs for a living, or taking care of animals. It gives us a taste of what we think is good music, or what we think is in fashion this season. Its also what makes us choose occupations that we want to be when we grow up. There are so many thought processes from person to person, that we try to lump them and label them, like jocks or hipsters. But the truth of the matter is, no one individual is the same, on the inside as well as the outside, we are all the person we are, whether we choose to show it or not.

And diversity will never die, people of all nationalities will continue to breed with one another (fun fact: humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for fun.) for as long as the world will continue to exist. Think of the Earth like this. Continents and people were each there own species of flower that were grouped into one bush together and isolated from the other the bushes. And all 6 of these bushes (no one lives on Antarctica) were separated from each other but were in the same field or Earth if you will. And none of the bushes knew of the existence of these fellow bushes in this huge field. And along came bees or boats, that kept bringing different species to one another. And most would die in this new enviorment, but some would live to breed, thus, a new species of flower was born. And this process between the new flowers and old flowers continued to happen for thousands of years until now we have a field filled with thousands upon thousands of beautiful new exotic flowers. And as flowers die, there will be more to take there place.

Diversity has been with the human race since the our very first ancestors. Slight differences in things like foot size and thickness of hair meant your survival, and this process along with my flower example, combined together to help make us the complex and diverse creatures we are today. And it will continue to live on in each of us far long after we die. When I get older and have children, they will have half of my genetics and qualities as well as half of there mothers. And as these two genetics mix, along with there own thought process, we will have created something beautiful, and new species of flower. And as my flowers go on and have flowers of there own, and so on. Diversity will continue to live on in our world.

It really is quite an amazing thing when you think about it. How the collective differences from person to person, together serve as the one thing that defines us as the human race. It also amazes me how people continue to say one person is different from them as if its a bad thing and shouldn't be accepted. These slight differences and variations not only in physical appearance as well as personal hobbies and intrests should be celebrated. They should be celebrated and appreciated. I just will never get over the fact out of how different we are as a human race and how far we've come from being isolated bushes in a fast field. So next time you see a person you think is weird looking or does things that is different weird, think twice, because its your differences, their differences, along with all the other beautiful unique flowers in our field, that define our species as a whole.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

RP:The Departing of Someone Special


"There's only one word I could think of to describe this situation, bittersweet."
I found this from my good friend Amy's blog. And the post was about her sister leaving to go away to college. And I can completely understand and sympathize with her. The other day I was thinking while laying down on my bed, and i thought to myself, "Wow, this is going to be Bobby's last year of high School." And For those of you who don't know, Bobby is my older brother who I love to death. One of the very view, solid guys that i can depend on to pull through for me when I need him the most. And at the end of that thought, I choked up a bit. You know, he is one of my go to guys when I need some one to talk to and cant go to the other members of the fam bam. And i can always count on him. So I did get a little down at the thought of him leaving.


But then I thought about what was ahead for him in his life. And how hes going to go on and take all of the necessary steps for him to become a firefighter. And as competitive as it is in that field now, I know he will do great. And he will go on to put his life on the line to save others, that to me is the definition of a hero. And he will be going on to something that he loves in the end, so it would be selfish of me to want him to stay. So after a while of thinking about the situation, I came to this conclusion. As much as the situation sucks, I'm OK with it and will be here to return the favor for my brother if he ever needs anything.

Ce: The execution of Troy Davis

http://youtu.be/GFPaPn3uL4A

I wont give you the whole back story on this, watch the video to catch up and then proceed and read the following. In my opinion, the state of Georgia did execute the wrong man. When you have no murder weapon, and members of the jury and original testifiers claiming that they were pressured by the police to lie (SHOCKER) and are now telling that it wasn't him, I'm certain that you have the wrong man. Now I can debate on why we shouldn't or should have the death penalty. But it seriously all depends on  the case at hand. As cruel as the death penalty is, I believe that there are a few individuals that deserve it. But Troy Davis, was not one of them.

When you are considering sentencing an individual to the penalty, you better be damn sure that they are the killer. The state of Georgia let another innocent man rot in jail before they gave him the ultimate sentence. Till the moment he died he pleaded innocent, and no one listened to his cries for justice. Instead the state tuned him out like he was an animal that just needed to be quiet. But he wasn't. he was a fellow human being who was wrong convicted and was killed for it. It makes me sick to think tat this is what goes on in the world. And it makes me strive to want to be a better person, and one day, fix the way we handle cases like this one. that way, another man like Troy Davis, has to sacrifice his life for no reason.