Happy Holidays instead of Merry Christmas

"Merry Christmas", my bus driver hollered as I got off the bus to go to school. 

I replied "Happy Holidays!". 

I prefer saying Happy Holidays than Merry Christmas because one you're implying that the person is celebrating Christmas what if they're celebrating Hannukah or Kwanzaa or they don't even celebrate Christmas. Happy holidays sums up all of that; Kwanzaa,Hannukah, Christmas and New Years. 

I'm not a party popper or anything. Or a Mr.Scrooge I guess I just have a different way of thinking.

Christmas, Giftmas, Givemas.

As I log on to my social media I see everyone posting what they got for Christmas. But really is that what Christmas is all about? Wearing your comfy but ugly sweater, eating freshly baked cookies, showing off your new batch of clothes or video games? As for me, Christmas isn't like that at all. 

Trust me I'm not religious like at all (Don't judge) . But I think Christmas is about giving. Whether it's giving presents to your friends or giving time to the community.  Or even just taking the time to spend time with your family. Christmas is one of those times of the year where you can stop and just hang out with your family. 

Yes, it's always fun to open a gift but giving is what matters. 

Thank You.

I'm so thankful for my friends without them I probably cease to exist.

 

I'm thankful for my parents aka my mother who has always pushed me to my limits . Also for my (step) dad who has always been there for me and gave me the oppurtunity of coming here to America. I'm so lucky to have them in my life. They are willing to do anything to make me happy. I love you guys.

I'm thankful for music. 

Music has been a big part of my life these past 4 years. 

It has helped me cope with so many things and helped me be myself. I'd like to thank my music teachers who has shaped me to be a musician:Mrs.Crissinger & Mrs.Mauer, Dr.Anderson, Merle Kruse, Mr.Burkhart, Mr.Jirele and all the professors that has helped me. I'd also like to thank all of the people that has supported me with my music.

I'm thankful for all these things that everybody take advantage of: public education & transportation, freedom, heaters and air conditioners, life itself. 

Thanksgiving is one day that make us stop and think about what were thankful for. 

What are YOU thankful for?

Ethics & morals

When my teacher told us about this assignment I thought ethics was ethnics. But later found out it was a totally different that I've never come across this word before.I asked my dad what ethics meant. He explained it to me. But I was still left in the dark confuzzled. I  began to roam the internet .  In search of  ethics and morals. I finally found out what both meant.

Ethics is more of the social rules that is unwritten.
Morals is more of an individual concept.

You could think of it as a ethics are external and morals are internal.

Bullying

Tears cascaded down my face as I walk back to my class. I enter the room with a defeated posture. Everyone is staring at me. I sit at my desk and I let the tears fall. My friends around me ask me what's wrong. I try to laugh it off as more tears come.

I just have to address this but bullying is around you and it IS REAL. You cannot just brush it off like a leaf that has fallen on your shoulder on a windy day. It's there. It's a scar etched into your heart.

Many people has suffered bullying and people treat it with doors closed. I just can't. It makes me sad.

I have been a bully.

I have been a bystander.

I have been bullied.

I also have protected people from other bullies.

Today I witnessed someone getting bullied and it took me back to all those times that I've been bullied. People might not know this but...

WORDS HURT.

They are like sharpened knives stabbing at your heart.

When I saw that senior being a jerk to that sophomore ... It was unbearable.

I even called him out on it (the senior). But when I did call him out again people just started defending the senior. I just don't get it.

They either just ignore the situation.
Or protect the bully and act like it was nothing.

Many people die from bullying it is not something to mess around with.

The life of an Abby Sencio (on a Monday)

I awake from my slumber.

I search for the device it reads 4:30AM.

I go to my social media.

30 mins later...

 I hear my mom rustling in the other room.

The sound of water hitting the sink awakens me from my trance.

I get up and brush my teeth. I put my contacts in.

I check the clock. 5:15AM

I get dressed. Sweatpants and a tshirt

I crawl my way down the stairs.

I look in the kitchen and  the smell of toasted  bread and peanut butter welcomes me.

I thanked my mom.

I grabbed my violin and my homework and purse.

I stuffed them in the car.

My mom in the passenger seat.

I drive to school.

I get here at 5:40 AM.

Later on at 7:15 AM I have chamber rehearsals.

Then classes start.

Time to put my mask on.

I greet my friends .

Hours on end then the bell dimiss us .

End of school.

I go to my locker to grab my instrument .

I hustle my way down to the busses

I get on the bus.

It drops us at my stop . Like horses into stalls.

I walk with my friend. We discuss .

I finally see my home.

I say farewell to my friend.

I go into my nest.

I go into my room and I pick up my cello.

I play.

My let my emotions out. Like letting cattle run free.

Hope as a person?

Hope doesn't come in a box during Christmas time. I wish though.

I'm not sure if I've completely grasp the definition of hope quite yet.

To me the meaning of hope is still having courage when everything is crashing down around and it doesn't to have an end to it. This is where hope comes in.

Hope is like that light. It helps you up when your vulnerable.

My mom is like my hope. When I'm almost at my breaking point of  giving up... She's right there. Helping me up when I need it. Thanks mom you've made me stronger.

What is beauty.

Each and everyone of us sees beauty in a different way.

I don't see beauty like how some people put 10 pounds to look (artificially) beautiful.

In my opinion what really makes up beauty is on the what's on the inside. Yeah I know you've probably heard all before but honestly it's true. Someone is gorgeous on  the outside and be horrid on the inside. I've met people like that before it's not pretty what so ever.

Beauty makes up the outside and the inside.

This is society that we live in...

What has this society turned into...
We're all addicted to our phones, laptops , & all electronic devices.
We're all addicted to our social media:  Facebook, Instagram , Twitter, vine , snapchat , etc.
What hAs this world turned into?
We are all slaves to this. We are put into a trance & possibly never escape.

Do we really need that latest iPhone 5s? Or that new pair of Miss Me jeans? No. We should be thankful with what we have! Some that is our age have nothing. No food, education, family.
We should not take these things for granted.

I have lived in Philippines where everything was simple without all the advance technology;iPhones , androids. We actually talked face to face rather than be mesmerized with our phones.

I love Philippines & America. But sometimes Americans take things for granted.

Money & happiness

I would rather live poor and be happy. There's only so much money can buy. It cannot but happiness. Probably most of the people of this earth that are poor are happy. Why? Well they have their family. They all  have fun with the little money they have. Happiness isn't something you can hold onto like money it comes & goes . If you think money can buy happiness feel free to talk to me sometime.

Changing of the seasons

I'm not a fan of changing seasons from summer to fall. One school starts and I'm not a fan on school . Two I've been sleeping extremely late and it's hard to transition to go to bed whenever I want to have to go to bed at 9 pM. Three I get really sick cuz of allergies.

I mean I like fall it's just that transition.

My dear asian friend

So I asked my friend what I should blog about and she says "MEEE" so here I am writing about her. I'm going use an alias and call her Lynni. Okay I met Lynni at string camp . When I first met her she was with a bunch of Asians . So I decided to go over there and introduce myself. I started off with an asian joke . They all laughed and were amused by me.  The following day was when we got paired up with our quartets . Lynni was in my quartet; she played violin 1. I played the cello. I remember when we first sightread the Hadyn menuetto  and I heard her play the hard and intricate parts right away I knew she was  one of the best of the best. After we got done rehearsing she said the piece was "cute". I play violin and  I knew how hard those high registers  were. I was  fascinated by her. We becAme good friends during camp.  I was really excited when I found out she only lived an 1hr Way from me.  So we get to see each other at music festivals and solo & ensembles. We still keep in touch . Lynni and I snapchat and message each other on fbook .

Homecoming

Okay so homecoming is a big deal pretty much in America.

Either the homecoming it self or the dance..

Well for me I don't really like homecoming . I mean come on probably half of those people who go to homecoming has no idea what's going on they cheer when we get a touchdown or do a good play. I'm sorry but it's true. I probably seem like I don't have school spirit but I just don't get it.

Blogging

As I sit here at 9:25 PM pondering about what I should write then I figured it out... Blogging. First off I'd like to thank my j10 teacher for making us do this Blogging thing. Like seriously. I'm not even sucking up.

 With this blog I can write about anything what makes me mad  , sad ,anything. To me blogging is like a diary except of course random people can read but you know.

I like blogging I think it's pretty cool because one I haven't written for awhile and this assignment makes me a stronger writer well more of a opinioner but I already am so.  Two I can have my amazing asian, music friend from camp read this haha . Three is you can write however you want with this blog u can right lyk dis lol. But you get the point.

What I'm trying to say is , blogging is very chill you make up your own rules and do whatever you want.