My True Confession

Friday, November 20, 2009, I started to post my blogs. I do have a confession to tell to all my fellow bloggers, at the beginning of my blogging time I said that I would write about about what happens to me on a daily basis, what I meant was that I was going to write about what happens to me in my imagination. Writing about my daily life is something very personal. In some of my stories, I may have put very little about what happens in my life but the rest is all bull.
When I was young my mother taught me that what happens at home stays at home, in other words; that whatever happens in my life is to myself or to people I trust the most.

Your identity is your most valuable piece of life. any word posted on the Internet is in control of the Internet, who know maybe in a few years they may blackmail you for money all because you agreed to the terms and conditions that they have every time you make yourself a user of a website.
Remember this in the future.

Michael Blackman

The True Reason

Over the years I've been in many schools (3), and moved to many places (Cayman Islands and Panama), but never I've wanted to stay in the place I moved to. when they gave me the news that we were going to move to Panama
I went mad, I honestly runaway form home (to my neighbors house for about an hour), and I had decided I was never going to comeback, my parents played along, I was 6.
A year had passed in Panama, everyday I would beg and beg and beg to go back, I always got the same answer.
One day my dad had came back from work and decided to go on a trip to Cayman Island, the whole family, one last time. I was so excited that I could piss my pants, Cayman was all I could dream of and my friends and the amount of stuff I would do. I had it all planed out in one of those cute detective booklets.

Things To Do

1. Have fun
2. Have more fun
3. Have even more fun

And so on...

I wasn't sitting by the window on the way there, my sister was. When the plane landed I was so happy my cheeks almost popped. Then as we got out, I saw it, I didn't see the memory I had sen a year ago I hated that image, I hated my Cayman.

I realized that whatever decision our parents make is for our own good and safety.

Thank you dad.

Slice of Life Thursday

I hate when my folks start to fight, I really get scared and i may have pissed my pants once (not kidding). Every time they fight I think my friends who's parents are divorced, i have many of them. Most of them say that they will come back together one day, and others say that they don't mind it (its obvious that they are really sad). I cant imagine myself in a situation like this, i would be so mad I would probably never speak to them again, make them get together. Most parents think that we don't understand much, but believe it or not us kids are smarter than adults.

Mother's Day

In my house everybody is allways wanting to know who is incharge of the house or who is the person you ask permission for something. Ever since my Sister left to boarding school all my folks ever do is brag about her or piss me off for not being perfect. Normally we fight a lot but yesterday was different, yesterday was Mother's Day.

Useually we do the same old custom type of Mother's Day such as, making her breakfast, cleaning the dishes and do extra chores, to me this meant making her cereal, pouring water in the glasses and leave the dishes for my dog to clean, and chores; leave the house to not be a pain in the @$$.

When somebody tells me something I like them to be descriptive, like when somebody tell me to shut up, I could go quiet for day all because they never said how long, you know what i mean.

Memoir Monday

When I was young I used to get into many fight, insult people for no reason etc. I had a really bad anger issue, I always felt like hitting someone just because they would make me loose my time, in other words I was a bully.
My memory isn't really the brightest bulb in the shop but it was kind of hard for me to remember this. It was a Friday, I had just came back from school angry because my mother embarrassed me in front of the whole class about my baby pictures, I was in kindergarten. I really felt like hitting the car, ripping the picture book into pieces but then my mother turned on the radio. you guys know the the song "Hey Macarena" well I enjoyed it, I even started to dance to the beat, you know, move your arms in a orderly fashion then wrap them around your waist and then turn and do the same thing all over again but looking at another side, well I loved it. I told my mother and ever since then I realized that music is the greatest anger reliever ever made, It distracts you from the world, takes you to a different place, your place.

Where Am I From

Cayman runs through my mind
Everyday at any time
The place I deserve
The best place in the world
I love the Beach
I love the girls
Cayman is just like my pearl
Every day going to the Rum Point
In a boat, car or bicycle
Just seeing it gave me goosebumps, joy and dreams
Felt like if birthday was everyday
Fresh air everywhere
Clean water over there
Cayman is just like my pearl
In the Caribbean it is
Under Cuba it is
but know Crime has made me seem it as a waste of time
I still believe in it
I still want it
Cayman is just like my pearl
In my mind at every time.

To Be Quiet

Over the years that I've been writing for school work, projects, and mother.
I've realized that that wasn't the reason about 5 minutes ago.

My whole life I've talked a lot! I have been told to be quite, shut up, piss off and even more than you can imagine. But they never told me to not type or write.
Now I write so that people can hear me.

I've never written this much in my life until I met my English teacher, she is my inspiration, she is my hope, she is my voice.
I love writing on a daily basis here on my blog. Sharing on what I go through in my life, writing about this is a great feeling. The feeling of weight of your back. The Quiet feeling.

Michael

Dear Bob,


You may not think I am an avid writer because I haven’t written to you in a very long time. Just to advice you that the tone of this letter is not brusque, it is in a very gentile and kind tone. I never meant to offend you when I spoke about your mother. I know it may be hard for you to understand the meaning of this letter, but you mother and I have decided to get married.
See, I have a sister; she was smaller than me by two years. One day she decided to bring her boyfriend so that I could meet him. As soon as I saw him I ran to him and just hit him without reasoning. He just took off and never came back. My sister hated me ever since then. It’s been nearly 21 years since I haven’t talk to her, all I know that she is a miserable woman with no life at all and I’ve heard that she's been sitting in the same chair for eight years. I know you may not like the fact that you will be calling me Dad but do for your dear loving mother.

Sincerely Robert J. Swartniger

Swartniger

Twilight: The Truth

Twilight has changed many lives in this world. If you really think about it, the movies are not even so great. I do believe that this story is good, the written one, the movie is horrible. Ive been sick this thanksgiving weekend, that means that I had to stay indoors the whole time. During that time Cable Onda decided to put Twilight on the TV all weekend long. I watched it many times (14 to be exact) and I've noticed that it is one of those cheap movies with "cute" actors that made a fortune for their faces.
It annoys me that every single girl in school is obsessed with Twilight especially now that New Moon just came out. I haven't seen it yet, but I have a feeling that it is going to be the same old crap.
Everybody knows that if you put a Vampire in the sun it will dye, not in Twilight, to them it seems to have a different effect; beautiful little diamonds appear on their skin. Bottom line, this Stephanie Meyers has changed completely on what we believe vampires look like, and are like. Girls are so obsessed they have now made teams; Team Edward and Team Jacob.
What are you?