In this blog, I will discuss what I learned last. I learn things everyday, but my memory is so bad that I forget what I learn because of the traumatic brain injury or being shot in the head.
One of the things I learned, is the older I get, the faster time flies. Man days, feel like hours, and hours feel like minutes. It was just last Saturday, but now it is all ready Thursday and going on Friday and Saturday.
When I was a child, time went very slowly. School days were long. Days were longer. Now, days go by so quickly that if I don’t stop and enjoy them. They are gone.
In conclusion time flies so my friends on here take a moment to enjoy what you have, while it lasts. Thank you for reading.
What is one question you hate to be asked? Explain.
I will explain what one question I hate to be asked. There are lots of ridiculous questions people ask. The most hated question I hate to explain is.
When people ask me what happened to me? Then I tell them I was shot in the head. Then they look puzzled because they do not understand how come. I walk with a gimp and my left arm does not function. Then, I have to explain to them that the brain controls everything, your arms, legs, everything. Then, they understand for the most part. Thank you for reading.
How has a failure, or apparent failure, set you up for later success?
In this blog, I will discuss how failure later set me up for success. As, a lot of people know, I am disabled and in America it is hard to find a job if you are disabled (shot in the head). Well I received my degree in Social work and once I graduated I thought I would have an easier time getting a job, but I was wrong. I kept on getting denial letters. I received like 17 denial letters stating that they were sorry, but I didn’t get the job.
A little bit later, I met this guy at the gym I used to go to and he told me about an opportunity at Tucson Unified School District as a teacher’s aide. I filled out an application, interviewed for the job and was hired. I spent seven years there and quit because of a coworker not treating me right.
I work at Doordash now and I am happier because I can work when I want and basically I am my own boss. Thank you for reading.
This blog will go over what three objects I could not live without Realistically there are more, but if I could only pick three these are it.
Drumstick and drums
I have to be able to relieve my anger everyday or else I get really pissed off. Drumming helps me relax and not be so pissed off.
Pen and paper I have to be able to write my thoughts and ideas everyday or else I get a headache and it helps me focus on my plans. Mostly, I write lyrics in the notebook to sing while I play my drums.So one cannot exist without the other.
Money Everyone needs money to buy things. Without money, life would be a free for all. In essence, it would be good, but no one would have any motivation to do something. If everything was free. We need motivation to get up in the butt crack of the morning so money is it.
In conclusion- the three objects I could not live without would be drumstick and drums, pen and paper and money. I know this is more than three objects, but they cannot coexist without each other. So that is why I grouped them this way. Thank you for reading.
What experiences in life helped you grow the most?
For one, it is being disabled because I have to allow myself time to think of things to say. My brain is damaged from a bullet and there is still half of a bullet fragment in my brain. So I am a slow thinker and slow a lot of other ways. So I cannot rush myself to think, or else I get frustrated and can’t think at all. I have to accommodate myself and allow myself time to arrive at an answer, when I arrive at it.
Working allowed me to grow and meet people that were friendly towards me. Especially, working at Americorps. It is a program where I did community service or volunteer in the community, such as at New beginnings (homeless shelter for women and children). I would get paid through Americorps. The way it works, I would do 4500 hours of service. Once, I completed the hours, l was awarded an education award of $9,500. I could apply the education award to any University of my choosing, which allowed me to get my Bachelor’s in Social work. It was a program through President Clinton in the early 2000s.
Going to college also helped me grow because in turn reading, taking tests, meeting deadlines for paperwork speeches. It helped me learn to become more responsible as an adult and prioritize what was the most important thing to do first. No one wants a bad grade for a course because then I might have to take it over. So I worked hard to perfect the college work.
I lost a dear friend that I used to play music with to drinking beer. This really hurt because we used to play music at bars. He would play guitar and I would sing and play a shaker. It was quite cool. I just never got over his death because he played guitar really well. This experience taught me to stand on my own two feet and do things for myself. If someone likes what I do, they can join me or vice versa.
In conclusion, the disability helped me grow because I had to see the world with one arm and a limp and also a damaged brain. I had to learn to accommodate it. Working also helped me grow and get things done for the company I worked for. Going to college, helped me grow so that I could prioritize what was most important and meet deadlines. Finally, losing my friend who played guitar was a big wake up call that no one lasts forever. We all die one day sad but true. Thank you for reading.
In this blog, I will discuss if I believe in fate/destiny. Ever since the injury I believed in fate/destiny because if I had not gotten shot in the head. The cousin and I would have done something worse. The cousin uses drugs such as methamphetamine, which I would have been a user too. So in a way Thank God he shot me in the head so I am not addicted to meth. Meth is very hard to get off and I would have a hell of a time getting rid of that drug. So, if fate and destiny says I am shot in the head, be it. At least, I am not addicted to some drug.
The only addiction I have is eating salads and eating apples and pears and bananas and also coffee. I am a lot better off being addicted to those foods than methamphetamine.
So this is why I believe in fate/destiny because I could have been addicted to meth. If, I kept hanging around the cousin.
Sure, it is no fun being shot in the head, but at least I am not addicted to methamphetamine, like the cousin. Thank you for reading.
In this blog, I will tell you if I enjoy my job. I work for Doordash, delivering food and other items to people that order the items through the Doordash app.
It is gig work which means I can do the job when I want to do it, so that is awesome. So I usually do it at night with my sister. We usually only take runs (the completion of picking up the items at the restaurant or Dash mart and taking it to the customer) that are equal miles for cash. If their house is 7 miles from the restaurant, we want 7 dollars or more for the run. That is only fair. Gas doesn’t grow on trees. There are a lot of people that expect us to do a run for $3 and have to go 8 miles. We will not take runs like that because it is not worth the time doing the run.
Another drawback, is doing the job in the rain because it is outside and we are required to take pictures of the address and the food. Dashers (what we are) have been known for taking off with the food or items, which is complete bologna. We would never do that, but since some Dashers do. They make us take pictures of the food at the address, plus the customer can find it easier. When we take pictures of the food at the address, since it is outside, the phone gets wet, which is a problem. So when it rains hard, we stop doing doordash for this reason. Last year, on March 1st, it snowed and we got off after we finished the run we were on. It was coming down pretty hard.
For the most part, the job is good. It helps me pay for the car I drive so it is awesome. In conclusion, I like my job and find it enjoyable. Thank you for reading.
Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.
In this blog, I will describe a phase in life that is difficult to say goodbye to. I have not totally said good bye to it. Just the part of playing music with other musicians. I still play music on my own. I will return to the stage again, once I get my car payment under control. It is very expensive.
I am going to go back to playing music one of these days. I just don’t know when because my car and other bills are on my mind always.
In conclusion- the phase in life that is the hardest to say goodbye to is playing music with other musicians. That was so much fun. I have to go again or at least call my old buddies so we can jam together again. Thank you for reading.
If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why?i
In this blog, I will discuss who I would like to be for a day and why? There are so many choices, just to pick one would be hard.
I would be the cousin who shot me in the head for a day, to find out where he is because he is always hiding from me. I would also like to see if he feels bad that he has done nothing for me. We used to be close, but now we are distant from each other. He has thrown me away like a piece of trash. He has gone on with his life, while I am stuck with a disability (left arm that doesn’t function right and a gimp). I would find it interesting if he feels anything at all. He could be an antisocial personality. I don’t have enough factors to label him that but the fact that he has done nothing for me is one factor.
I would also like to be him so I could put in his mind to start helping me out financially. At least a little. I don’t need a lot of help, but he did shoot me in the head. At least he could help me out with money because he is physically normal. It is a lot easier for him to get a job than me.
In conclusion, I would like to be the cousin that shot me in the head for a day. So I could put in his head to help me out financially.
Shot in the head 