Friday, December 5, 2014

Angry Letter

92-6039 Nemo st
Kapolei, HI, 96707
December 3, 14

Brandy Melville
Waikiki, Hawaii
280 Beach Walk Avenue 

(808) 922-1216

Dear Brandy Melville Administration,

I’ve been shopping at your store for may years, and always been satisfied walking out. With new designs and style helps me come up with creative outfits through out the week!

However the prices are outrages, the type of material you use for some of your clothes is just a little too thin, After washing a top for the second time I can already find holes all over a $36 top. I understand that it maybe quite expensive,
But with all the profit you guys get from all of your stores I think it should be time to step up your game. I remember when I was younger I thought I was so cool because I was the only one wearing brandy Melville at school but after a while my clothes would just start to rip and my designs would start to face

            Don’t get me wrong I love Brandy Melville with all my heart if I could I’d shop there forever but the prices are just breaking my wallet and the quality makes me start to ask is it worth spending $170. Besides that thank you for having such beautiful clothes and help me start a fashion statement in front of my school and friends.

Sincerely,





Malia Ignacio


Monday, September 22, 2014

University Of Washington FINAL

Respect, Dedication and pushing father then your limts. We live in a era where the society is about "me, me, me." We have gone from breaking our own limits to saying "well that's good enough." Sad to say even someone like me has been forced to conformed to this tragic truth. After a while things may seem normal until i joined the Moanalua High School Marching Band and Color guard i've realized that having this type of attitude is not okay. Being alive for 15 years it's hard for me to say that i can be a bit spoiled and pampered, But i can't help it. Growing up I was always taught to sit on the side if I get tired or go under the sun if its too hot. I'd never really push myself to be something great. That is why once i joined the Guard I struggled so much.

2014 was probably my toughest year, my rookie year. I couldn't get the routines down and i would always say it's too hard, on top of that I was the only freshman. It was such a new environment. All the upper class men knew each other and thad their own little clicks, I felt so alone. It led me to a point where I had to ask myself "why am i still going to all the practices?" Until one practice our coach came to me while I was doing my routine saying "Come on you got this show all these upper class men out, I know you can do it! Don't be the weak freshman prove me wrong!" Those words make me realize i joined this for a reason it was my choice to write my name on the sign up sheet. After that practice is put myself more out there and actually open my eyes to this amazing program i met an amazing group of girls who ended up enjoying the same things as i did. After a while things started getting easier on me I could get the routines down, make memories with new friends and experience something no one else could. Not saying all the practices were easy but I finally understood that dedication took place in my life more then i thought it did. If i didn't stay dedicated then I would have missed out on the most outstanding program in Moanalua High School.

Marching Band has 3 day practices a week. Which includes afternoon sunday practices. Being put out into the scorching hot sun. The amount of sweat that leaves my body i swear I could fill an entire lake, running sets after sets that makes our legs feel like noodles. My first day I can't even put to words how difficult it was. I could tell the irritation everyone had in there eyes. New information being packed into my brain, and the amount of times i heard "5..6...7...8" are uncountable! Our director notice the annoyed look we gave to everyone. He stopped practice and yelled "DON'T BE LIKE YOUR PARENTS!" I knew exactly what he was coming from. He wasn't saying that our parents are bad people, he was trying to point out not to give up so easily, see as we grow up we are shaped to be just like out parents. After all we did grow up with them. Thinking that listening to them and goint down the same exact path as they did is the best way to go. What we don't realize is that they have shield u us from the real word. Whenever I say it's too hot they would tell me to go sit in the shade for a little bit. If it gets too hard then they would tell me "Oh here let me make it easier." or in other words let me dumb it down for you. I am honestly those kids who would through a tantrum if i didn't get what i wanted or would explode if i couldn't do something right, but i didn't know I was capable of doing everything i thought i couldn't. I was taught to do all that i can do but I didn't see what I could do until i joined Marching Band.

To Conclude Everything Marching Band and Color Guard has probably made the biggest impact on my life that my high school career could offer me. It has taught me everything my parents aren't capable of teaching me. I saw everything in life for a way different point of view and i'm so grateful. Starting my second year in Marching Band it's nice to see the rookies struggle with the same stuff i did, And i know they are gonna realize they treat us like this because all they want to do is make us better people. I am proud to say that Moanalua's Marching Band and Color guard helped me be a better more dedicated,respectful, hard working person in life.


Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Word Choice Olympics

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1.) As I was playing with my brothers with our creative imagination, running back and forth having the time of our lives i heard a familiar voice call my name "Amy" as my head turn to see who was calling me my eyes filled up like a clog sink with tears of joy as i yelled "daddy?" My heart filled with emotion and that empty feeling i've have for 3 years just filled up with joy.

2)Its been a week since i've eaten and i've had no option but to do what i feared most, stealing. I told myself the possibilities on what could happen if i chose to do this horrible decision, but i know if i didn't do this i would never survive. Once I saw the lights we out it was time to do it. Lucky they left the window cracked open. I took a deep breath and entered. It was pitch black I couldn't see a thing i couldn't tell if my eyes were open or close. then all of a sudden a light flicked on, i slowly turned my head and i knew i was done for it.

3. As that one sweat slowly fell down my face my heat started to pound, the crowd started to roar. My mind started dosing off thinking was all those years of practicing really worth it? "I gave up everything for this very moment." I took a deep breath and i served the ball. As the round white ball went back and forth going pass the net farther then anyone can count! My blood started to boil feeling that taste of victory so close but yet so far i took faith by heart and slammed that ball over then net! As my opponent looks at me in fear and depression i knew from that moment all that training was really worth it,

4.The timer was going off my eyes went to grow bigger and bigger! My heart was pounding with excitement. 10Seconds left running back and forth preparing for the moment of truth. 9....8...7...6....5...4..3..2....1.....0. As the timer went off  I was over joyed and ready for one of the best experience of my life. As i placed this representative for pure victory and taste of the liquid gold it contained I just had one thing to say. "Man this is one good Hot Pocket."

5. "I love you" the 3 words that can either break your heart of start something amazing in your heart. You never know where those words can take you, you see for me it didn't take me where i pictured it to take me like i was as a little girl. I though when you said i love you it meant that i will never leave you and we will get married and run off together. As i entered high school with so many goals and expectations I didn't think about boys till i met Bob. He was new me made me feel special. We ended up dating and he said he loved me. I understood "I love you" didn't mean the same as i thought when i was a little girl but i was new to the experience i did't know what to expect when someone would actually said it to me. As the word poured out of his mouth it felt nice. Nice to know that there i someone there for you and someone to turn to all the time. Months go by and things went down hill for me and Bob he said "I wish things could be different for us but i want you to know that i will always love you." That last time he said i love you didn't make m feel special or happy at all because in the end i know that he didn't mean it. What do you expect it was my first love.

Monday, September 8, 2014

college essay

University of Washington
“Tell us a story from your life, describing an experience that either demonstrates your character or helped to shape it.”

         Respect, dedication and pushing farther where you think you can go. We live in a era where the society is about “me, me, me.” We have gone from breaking our own limits to saying “well that’s good enough.” Sad to say even someone like me has been forced to conformed to this tragic truth. After a while things may seem normal until joined the Moanalua High school Marching Band and color guard I’ve realized that having this type of attitude is not okay.
            PRIDE is the motto of our department and is also an acronym. Perseverance respect integrity discipline and excellence is what we stand for. Being in Marching band we should be grateful for all the time that has been sacrificed for us, we have parents making us food at 12am, people making routines for us, taking the time to go all of our practices and making sure that when we performance is amazing, the least we can do is show them respect. That is our number 1 rule. We should always say “Thank you” and we always stop what we are doing to help someone in need. Being disrespectful is a non tolerable thing during practice and they make sure we know that.           

2014 was probably my toughest year, my rookie year. I couldn’t get the routines down and I would all say it’s way to hard, on top of that I was the only freshman that got in to color guard, It was such a different environment. All the upper class men knew each other and had their own clicks, I felt so alone. I didn’t understand why I’m still going to each practice. I was lonely, I didn’t get the routine and etc. dragging myself through each practice there was one specific practice that just made me realize that I needed to clean up my act “Come on you got this show all this upper classmen out, don’t be the weak freshman prove me wrong!” Those words saved my butt from almost quitting an amazing program. After that talk I started to get myself out there and was able to meet an amazing group of girls who enjoy the same thing as I did. Not saying that all the practice were easy, But I finally understood that dedication will take you places higher then anywhere you can think of.
Marching Band has 3 day practices a week, we are put into the scorching hot sun where we practice set after set till our legs turn into noodles, My first day all I would do is complain and complain on how hot it was and that is too much things being shoved into my brain. One practice our director talked to the band “don’t be like your parents.” I knew exactly where he was coming from. He wasn’t saying that our parents are bad people he was trying to point out not to give up so easily, see as we grow up we are shaped to be just like our parents, after all we did grow up with them. Thinking that listening to them and going the exact same path as they did is the best way to go. What we don’t see is that we have been shield from the real world. If it gets too hot they will take you out of the heat, If something gets too hard they will tell you “it’s okay you don’t need to do it,” our parents set our push level so low that we won’t survive a day in the real world. I used to be those kids who would through a tantrum if I couldn’t get something right, but I didn’t realized that if I push myself harder and go over my limits I am capable of doing more then what I think. We are taught to do what we can do but we don’t realized what we could do.
To conclude Marching band and color guard has made a big impact on my life it taught me to respect, stay dedicated and keep pushing forward. It shaped me to be a better person and made me be a better person. I’m truly grateful for all that marching band has taught me.


            

College Prompts

New york University
Describe an experience that has impacted who you are as a person. WHat is special, unique, distinctive or impressive about you or your live story?

University of Washington
Tell us a story from your life, describing an experience that either demonstrates your character or helped to shape it.

University of California
Describe the world you came from- for example, your family,...dreams and aspirations

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

FINAL Coming of Age


“New school new me!” Same line almost everyone says to start the new school year. It’s the time where you can have a fresh start, new image, new expectations and new plans. Well this whole “new” experience is not what I’ve expected. It’s always tough having an older sister due to the fact that people see me being a magnacumlaude, focus and time managing type of girl. Being the total opposite has made things harder and self-cautious about myself. 
            I started my years at Moanalua during the summer in color guard. I should have known joining guard was when people would start to notice I’m Danali’s little sister. Although I didn’t mind, being a freshman your first goal was to be known for something. Going through my first year of high school I’ve made friendships, went through new experience and try to do what every teenager does in high school, to find themselves. The fact that teachers and other students recognize my last name and my face it’s hard to find who I really am and where I belong. Being called “Mini Danali” from my perspective isn’t very well.  As I was growing up, I was taught to always be myself and to not let anyone change who I really am, For having the same title following me around made me become somebody that I’m not.
Having to live in a Asian family good grades is a must to have. Although it may sound so stereotype it’s true. Since being the youngest I have a lot of standards to reach. As first semester grades came in, it’s a must to show it to my uncle. Once he glanced at the paper is eyes turn to worry saying “What wrong with your grades? Your sister never has these grades!” from that moment on I needed to be better then her, my life has become a competition. I was too busy trying to do everything better then her just so people would be proud of me. It came to a point that I wasn’t really me, and from then on realized that I need to find out who this “me” person I’ve been wanting to be for so long.
 Who am I? What am I doing? How did I get here? I’m not anywhere near to answering any of these questions. I know living in the shadow of my sister isn’t how I planned my high school career to be like, however as much as I know that I’ve done a lot through out this past school years I know that there is more to come, before I can even touch these questions I need to start worry about myself first and not what people want from me, After this experience I know now to not care about what people think and what people see me as. I need to know who I really am for me to really make decisions in life. There yet still so much to learn and so much to do.
Finally becoming a sophomore, looking back at all my actions is quite funny. Changing who I am just to please people. I started to dress like her, study like her and soon act like her. I’ve been complaining about people expecting me to be someone I’m not when I let them. I became a person that when you look in the mirror you think,, “Who are you?” I may not know the complete answer for this but then again I’m only a Sophomore still going through life finding out who she really is. 

Friday, August 15, 2014

Coming of Age


“New school new me!” same line almost everyone says to start the new school year. Everyone striving for those straight A’s, wanting to wear the best outfit or even trying to get the most likes on instargam. Well that’s not how it is for me. Having a straight A, magnacumlaude , beautiful focus sister doesn’t really help.

         I started my year at moanalua during the summer in colorguard. I should have known joining guard was the first point people would start calling me “Danali’s little sister” or “mini Danali.” Although at first I didn’t mind, being a freshman your first goal was to be known for something. As I was finding my way through high school, making friendships and finding myself it’s gotten harder to hear the same thing over and over “Mini Danali.” Coming from my point of view it wasn’t a good thing. I’ve learn to always be myself and to express who I really am, but how am I supposed to succeed that if no one would give me the chance. I’m too busy trying to fill in the expectations people expect me to do when my sister and I a two totally different people.

         As if being called Danali’s little sister isn’t enough she had the perfect grades that means not only people at school expected from me but people at home as well. I remembered when I got scolding for my uncle saying “What is wrong with this grade? I swear your sister never had these type of grades.” And from that moment I told myself I would be just like her just to make the people feel proud of me, But having this goal came to a point where I’ve lost myself, I didn’t know who I really was. Trying to be what people expect me to be because of my sister made me change who I am as a person. Not saying it’s a bad thing but it’s not a good thing either.

 When I realize me doing all these things made me put a lot of pressure on myself.  I noticed “The more you do to be like her more of the real you will just disappear.” Now being the sophomore it has brought me to the point that I need to grow up. I’m not a kid anymore I need to start looking into my own future not a future that people see for me. After this experience I’ve learned to be myself in life and not try to be someone I’m not. 

Thursday, August 14, 2014

The humans fault

Humans should know the risk of the location and there limits, We should be aware of our surroundings.  We can't blame the land or the government for something that happens on its own. It's our decision and our call to do these type of things. Dozens of humans die for the actions, although mother nature takes a part it's nothing we can control, We still should have been more aware and alert of our surroundings

David Potts from San Anselmo California was fooling around at Nakalele Point blowhole when a large wave struck him from behind and knocked him into the hole (page 1). This just states that Potts wasn't aware of his surroundings. Article also states that search teams returned to the site and noticed that visitors continued to gather around the blowhole area despite being told that someone disappeared in the dame location a few days ago. An even as big as this must have been everywhere news, papers and people talking, These visitors chose to come back to the same location knowing the risk that it puts them. Therefore it's us the humans fault for putting our own lives in danger, if we choose to do these adventures we need to be more aware without surroundings, know our limits and be responsible.

After knowing more information about just this one persons actions and the societies decision of the location it's fair to say that it's us the humans fault. Although the location does not put signs we still should have put matters in our own hands. Us having the technology and other resources should research more about the environment we are going too. We need to know the type of weather it has and the risk listed. If you think about it how many times do you actually stop and read a sign, although people do stop and look majority just keep on going. It's our decision why blame it on mother nature