Selena Quintanilla Perez

I did indeed decide to bas my exam monologue on the life of Selena Quintanilla Perez's life . I wrote my first draft of the monologue over the break and to write it , I had to do more research on Selena's life . It was quite sad . She was just making it big with her career and it was all ended before she could do so . She was murdered . Yolanda Saldívar , Selena Fan Club founder and friend to Selena had been caught embezzling money from Selena's business . Yolanda had been working the unpaid job of managing Selena's fan club and to show her appreciation , Selena promoted her to a paid position managing her new business . Workers were warning Selena that Yolanda was stealing from her , but Selena did not listen out of loyalty to her friendship with her . When Selena finally confronted Yolanda about the stolen money , she denied it and pleaded that there were documents proving no money had gone missing . She could not present these documents and Selena had to fire her . Selena went to pick up the paperwork from Yolanda , who at the time , was staying at a Days In . An argument broke out between the two and as Selena turned to leave , Yolanda shot her once in the back . Selena fell to the ground . She struggled her way to the main lobby of the hotel , where she collapsed . She was rushed to the hospital . On March 31 , 1995 , Selena Quintanilla Perez was pronounced dead . Yolanda is now in prison with no chance of parole until 2025 for the murder of Selena . It is still in question whether the murder was premeditated , which her family and loved ones believe it to be .
http://www.people.com/people/archive/article/0,,20105524,00.html

I hope I can respectfully portray this beautiful young ladies life through my monologue performance .

Summer Fierce 

Merry Christmas !

Christmas just wouldn't be anything without my family . Forget about the gifts , the food and the decorations , if we had nothing but each other , I know it would still be amazing . Just being in their presence brings happiness to my heart . We spent Christmas how we do it every year ; the same group of people at one of our houses . We spend Christmas Eve with my dad's cousins and their families . I love spending time with them because I grew up always being around them at their houses and at mine . Each person impacted my life in some significant way or another . There was a beautiful dinner with so many of my favourite dishes . We watched a movie I was longing to see for quite a while called Salt , starring one of my favourite actresses , Angelina Jolie .

A little while after midnight , we did what we usually do . We exchanged gifts and had hot chocolate . I texted a lot of my friends wishing them a Merry Christmas , like I do every year ( Well since I got texting on my phone ) . After a while , everyone went home . Christmas morning , my family and I had breakfast and then sat around the Christmas tree exchanging gifts . My present wasn't wrapped because I went with my parents to buy it . They got me clothes , which for some reason sounds boring to most , but I love . I bought my sister this make-up set because I know she's always had a passion for make-up . But she said she prefers the make-up set she already has , so I exchanged it for what I was going to originally get her , which is a necklace that I knew she wanted for a long while . For my parents , I bought my mom a beautiful dress , which she chose and my dad , electronics . For my brother , I brought him a shirt from the Disney Store and a special edition UNO game . He had mentioned to me a while ago that he liked playing that game in an after school program , so I brought it for him . My sister bought me the perfume I've wanted for a long time - Glow After Dark - by JLo . We spent the rest of Christmas Day at my aunt's house , where we watched movies , danced and built gingerbread houses . I love Christmas .

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It's Bringing Us Together . . . ?

The other day , over my spare , I was sitting in the main hall at school reading my book . I noticed something rather odd . The area I was sitting at had a line of benches by a window side and to the other side of the hall is the entrance to the school that is attached to ours . That entrance is well known around the school to be used by the ' smokers ' . So before they go outside , they stop by the benches to pull out whatever it is that they're smoking . What was weird is that all different people from every race and every stereotypical group were conversing and sharing their substances and lighters . Before they all became engaged in drugs , they never used to talk or pay any attention to each other's existence . Now that they all partake in drugs , they need a source or people who know someone to get it for them , so they all work together , buying , selling and sharing it . Isn't that kind of ironic ? Drugs are terrible for your body , your health and many times your grades and your relationships . But now , it's the thing that is bringing everyone together ? Am I missing something ? Another thing I noticed , is that some of the smartest and most innocent students are falling under the influence as well . I don't understand why people are turning to drugs now , especially in their last year of high school . It's only taking away from the life and education you spent fourteen years building , so why do it ? If it's to gain popularity , then that's just plain and simple stupid . Why would you risk so much for popularity ? Besides , even if you gain it , it'll be worth nothing after graduation because you won't see a majority of the people ever again . It just doesn't make sense to me .

Summer Fierce

AIDS Awareness - Original Spoken Word Piece

On Wednesday November 24th , our school had an AIDS Awareness Assembly . I wrote a spoken word piece trying to capture the emotions of someone who was a rape victim and as a result was diagnosed with the Sexually Transmitted Disease .

Seconds . Minutes . Hours . 

Seconds . Minutes . Hours .

Close your eyes

Cause here comes the cold shower .

Wash away the shame .

Wash away the lies .

Wash away the fact that

He had all the power .

He has no face .

He has no name .

He has no race .

He took away your dreams -

Your trust , your life .

A feeling of safe , you must now chase .

Although you make it seem

Like everything's alright ;

We see it destroying you

Like an endless night-mare .

It's a hidden burden

You refuse to share .

Cause your friends ;

You don't wanna scare

You keep saying you're

Tired of crying ,

But , damn girl ,

You're not even trying .

No one said it's gonna be easy .

You're always gonna have those memories .

So I'm askin' ; beggin' you

For the sake of yourself -

Please - stop blaming yourself .

You and I both know

That you had no control over how things went down .

You couldn't have said ' no '

It wouldn't have made a difference .

He wouldn't have let you go .

Lonely and cold

No where to go .

No where to run .

No one to hold .

No one to love .

Cause to them ; I'm a monster ;

The true meaning of evil .

Feelings - I can no longer feel .

They're failing to realize that I am the victim .

If they took a minute

to look me in the eyes

They'd see that it's him .

Seconds . Minutes . Hours .

That's all it took for him

to rip away my innocence .

What made him so angry ?

What made him resort to such violence ?

Was it something I said

That planted those sick

thoughts inside his head ?

What is it that could have led

To him demanding -

Forcing me to bed ?

A tale of unfortunate events .

I couldn't help ;

Change the way things went .

It was out of my hands .

Terrified and trembling -

So still , motionless I laid .

Maybe if I fought back -

Screamed ,

I wouldn't have been

Infected with AIDS .

Seconds . Minutes . Hours .

I'm still living , I'm still breathing .

Everyone's running .

Everyone's leaving .

I'm still crying

Cause I know

There's no point in trying .

It was  a mistake I made ; a choice .

I trusted him with everything .

He took it all , left me with now voice .

In a flash , my life was taken .

And from this night mare ,

I'll never awaken .

Seconds . Minutes . Hours .

Summer Fierce

Happy Endings Don't Always Exist .

This is an original spoken word piece I wrote after the trip to Ossington , which I explained in an earlier post . It's about homelessness . Through that trip , I was able to capture some of the emotions of the people who live in poverty and it inspired me to write a piece .

So Much for My Happy Ending

I keep trying.

I keep failing.

I keep crying.

From the moment I was born

I’ve been nothing in your eyes.

Failure is the only trait I’ve worn

And to you, that’s no surprise.

But what you fail to realize-

What you’ve always failed to realize;

Is that I am the result to your parenting skills.

But instead of it sending chills- down your spine

You feel excitement and thrills

Just at the thought that all along

You were right

Money is tight. Tight.

So tight, it had me up,

Restless at night.

So I thought if I gave it time

I could take this life

Turn it around

And make it mine again.

Guess I was wrong.

Damn.

I’ve been out here so long.

Lonely and cold.

Nowhere to go.

Nowhere to run.

No one to hold.

No one to love.

No one to show me that

Everything will be alright.

That life will get better.

Better… Will it? Can it?

These people; every minute of everyday

They pass me by.

They see me… don’t they?

I’m invisible.

I used to be invincible.

Somewhere, somehow

Along the lines

I lost it. Lost it all.

I keep telling myself

“Hold on”

You were at the top;

You made it there all on your own.

Something will happen.

Someone will hear you.

God will hear me.

God? Are you still there?

Do you still believe in me?

Or have you left me- given up on me

Abandoned me

Like the rest of the world has.

I am still a person.

I have emotions.

I cry tears.

I feel pain.

I feel the coldness of the rain.

I have fears.

And right now, I fear that this is the end.

And although I didn’t intend

For things to be like this;

I can’t go back.

This is my life.

I’m going to keep trying.

I’m going to keep failing.

Soon, I shall be dying.

 Summer Fierce

Gift of Love .

I usually have money saved up from babysitting over the summer vacation to buy gifts , but this year I don't . I thought I'd make money from the job I had , but due to some circumstances , I quit after three weeks . So now I'm left broke . My mom works at a hospital in Toronto , and every year there's a Holiday dinner and a raffle . This year , to our surprise , she won . The prize was a stay at this beautiful five star hotel , which is also where the dinner was held . It was supposed to be just for my parents , but my mom doesn't like going places without us , so we all went . While our parents were downstairs at the dinner party , my brother , sister and I were in the hotel room having fun . We watched the Lion King , my all-time favourite movie and we watched The Princess and the Frog , which I actually liked . Before we watched the movies , we had dinner , my sister and I had Thai food , which I absolutely love and my brother had McDonald's , of course . After we ate , we all went downstairs to the pool . I didn't bring anything to swim in , which I later regretted , so I sat on the side . The pool area was BEAUTIFUL . I've never been to such an extravagant hotel like that in my life , so it was quite an experience . There was a whirlpool to the side and then a huge swimming pool . The change rooms had saunas in them . The dining area , where we enjoyed a very appetizing breakfast was absolutely stunning . I kept telling my sister I felt like we were on set of a movie scene ; it was that gorgeous .

The Pool @ the Grand Hotel

Anyway , back to my point , which was how much fun it was having that quality time with the family . That made me realize that the greatest gift of all doesn't cost anything . It's love . So this Christmas , I plan on spending all my love on my family . I always write them heart-felt cards , so maybe this year I'll make a gift from the heart .  



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Germs .

What's the point of Germs & Bacteria ? I know there's good bacteria , but why do the bad ones exist ? I'm sure there's a scientific explanation as to why they exist , but I'm not interested in that . I mean they cause so much stress with the flu , viruses and many times death , so why would God allow them to roam the earth ? It just doesn't make any sense to me . Can you imagine how much more calm and peaceful the world would be if they didn't exist ? You wouldn't have to worry about getting flu shots , hepatitis shots , taking vitamins to fight off the cold and all that nonsense . You would have so much less to deal with and stress about . Germs are everywhere ! That's something that so many parents worry about with their kids . They try so hard to protect the kids from it , but it never seems to work . Should everyone have their own bubble to live in ? Maybe that's the only way to avoid germs all together . At least for now it is . There's Lysol , but that only kills 99.9% of germs . 0.1% germs may not sound like a lot , but it's enough to make a whole family sick for weeks . And now with Global Warming becoming more and more of a problem , there are even more germs ! Which means more viruses and diseases and more medicine and shots . What is this ? Germs have their own circle of life ? I say we just spray the entire world , every corner of it with Lysol so we have less to worry about . But that's not realistically possible , now is it ?

Summer Fierce