1.) I'm proud to be a Cal Bear. Getting into the #1 public university in America is no joke, and we should all be proud of ourselves for this accomplishment.
2.) I'm proud of my parents. I truly admire their perseverance and resilience. We may not get along sometimes, but they have always been there for me no matter what.
3.) I'm proud of myself for taking the effort towards becoming an agent of altruism. I volunteered at an Alzheimer's facility and it has truly been such a rewarding experience. Being able to make a difference in the lives of other people allowed me to get a better sense of what it is to be truly human.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
I am proud of....
I am proud of myself of gaining admissions to number #1 ranked public university in the world. Although I was not really planning on going back to school, the last time I set my foot into a classroom was three years ago, but I figured it was time. (I even had a job promotion two weeks before I received my acceptance letter that made this decision a tad more difficult!) I realized that I am a bit older than my peers, I was already living on my own, had a stable job that allowed me to afford the things that I enjoyed... it paid my bills and had some extra, life was not really that bad. But I made a personal accord with myself after I dropped out of UCSD several years ago, that I would eventually go back and finish what I started and if I become really ambitious, apply myself to law school. It took considerable amount of effort and sacrifices to get here: from being away from home, leaving my family, friends, and my partner, relying on my savings, and readjusting my life as a student again.
It has been an amazing experience so far, filled with mixed emotions. (I had been ecstatic, overwhelmed, proud, amazed, happy, stressed, felt ridiculously stupid, and at time smart). Maybe what they said is true that... "if you can make it here, you can make it anywhere."
The second thing I most proud of is my car. I also really miss it since I left it in San Diego. I was able to pay it off weeks before I moved to Berkeley. It literally took blood, sweat, and tears! I worked 60 hours a week for the past three years to pay it off. I did not have the luxury of having a cosigner, I did not want to burden my mom or any family members for the things that I want.
I am really proud of my two nephews and niece. (Jacob, James, and Meagan). I am proud uncle! I love and would bend over backwards for these kids. They are my stress-reliever because they are carefree, innocent, and cute (maybe I am a bit biased). I want to be a role model for them and that's probably one of the main reasons I want to succeed in school and in life.
I'm Proud Of. . .
First and foremost, I'm really proud to be a Golden Bear. Cal has given me the opportunity to further my future and follow my dreams. I could not imagine myself anywhere else and I'm glad my dream school became my school.
Next I'm really proud of my girlfriend Lisa. She's an amazing and inspiring person. This summer she made it on to Summer Stacks and I could not have been more proud! I'm proud to say that this wonderful woman is not just my special someone but also my best friend. She is there when I need her the most and thats all I can ask for.
Last but not least, I'm proud of my two younger brothers Ethan and Jaden. They are doing well in school and already saying that they want to go to Cal for college! They always get all these awards and good grades. I'm proud to say the Robles family is pretty bright!
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
I'm proud of....
Okay, hopefully I'm doing this right.....
1) Like most people, I'm proud of getting into this school (#1 Public!) There are so many inspiring individuals who have done a plethora of things their lives, so seeing them makes me want to go far and beyond. Honestly, just hearing about a 12-yr old student in Cal gets me fired up (in a postive way)!
ʕノ•ᴥ•ʔノ ︵ ┻━┻ Gooo Bears!
2) I'm proud that I'm able to stand here with my family still in one piece. The past few years have just been muddled by family secrets popping up and whatnot. My mom contracted cancer, my brother was "exiled" from my family, and we found out we had a half-brother...Etc. Etc. But despite all this, we're still standing--albeit a bit shaky, but still upright. I'm proud of my family for not collapsing apart, for taking the time to fix things, and for always supporting me 'till the end. Since I'm the youngest, I was always criticized by my older siblings: "Why can't you do this? We did it at your age." I know they probably didn't mean it (bitter that I was spoiled by the parentals...haha, just kidding), but I'm still grateful for them. They pushed me and believed in me. Woot woot. (づ。◕‿‿◕。)づ
3) Proud of making it here. Not location-wise, but rather, here. Where I stand as a person. I did things I wanted and was able to commit myself to things--I was not coerced whatsoever. I volunteered at the General Surgery Dept. of Kaiser in my hometown, where I saw and talked to so many interesting people--you'll be amazed at what people tend to say before their surgery day (which is not a bad thing). I co-started my school's dance team and a charity club, worked since 10th grade and was able to support the household, placed in a Congressional art competition, and became salutatorian. I'm just happy that I was able to get involved with so many opportunities and met people from all walks of life. :))
1) Like most people, I'm proud of getting into this school (#1 Public!) There are so many inspiring individuals who have done a plethora of things their lives, so seeing them makes me want to go far and beyond. Honestly, just hearing about a 12-yr old student in Cal gets me fired up (in a postive way)!
ʕノ•ᴥ•ʔノ ︵ ┻━┻ Gooo Bears!
2) I'm proud that I'm able to stand here with my family still in one piece. The past few years have just been muddled by family secrets popping up and whatnot. My mom contracted cancer, my brother was "exiled" from my family, and we found out we had a half-brother...Etc. Etc. But despite all this, we're still standing--albeit a bit shaky, but still upright. I'm proud of my family for not collapsing apart, for taking the time to fix things, and for always supporting me 'till the end. Since I'm the youngest, I was always criticized by my older siblings: "Why can't you do this? We did it at your age." I know they probably didn't mean it (bitter that I was spoiled by the parentals...haha, just kidding), but I'm still grateful for them. They pushed me and believed in me. Woot woot. (づ。◕‿‿◕。)づ
3) Proud of making it here. Not location-wise, but rather, here. Where I stand as a person. I did things I wanted and was able to commit myself to things--I was not coerced whatsoever. I volunteered at the General Surgery Dept. of Kaiser in my hometown, where I saw and talked to so many interesting people--you'll be amazed at what people tend to say before their surgery day (which is not a bad thing). I co-started my school's dance team and a charity club, worked since 10th grade and was able to support the household, placed in a Congressional art competition, and became salutatorian. I'm just happy that I was able to get involved with so many opportunities and met people from all walks of life. :))
Thursday, September 20, 2012
What am I most proud of?
1. Like many of us, I'm extremely proud to be a Cal Bear. Berkeley has been my dream school since elementary, so to be here, to achieve this feat and be rewarded for all my efforts is just amazing.
2. I'm proud of my little brother, Ronell. I grew up with my cousins, a majority of whom are male and.. Well, ignorant. A lot of them have chosen not to invest in their education, and are living off of their parents. On top of that, they're disrespectful and just plain arrogant. My little brother, on the other hand, is none of those things. I'm proud to say that my brothers awesome, intelligent, and very mature for a thirteen-year-old. He also gives ME relationship advice sometimes... It's pretty weird and usually uncalled for, but yeah, he's great, and he has such a bright future ahead of him. :)
3. So, my parents were never particularly interested in my education. I was held to the standard of becoming a housewife, really, and was constantly compared to my older sister. When I was a sophomore in high school, my mom pulled me aside and told me that I shouldn't try to be like my sister because I simply didn't have the ability to achieve what she had. She basically told me I wasn't good enough. As you can imagine, I took that to heart, but rather than listen to her, I decided I'd prove her wrong...
And I did. During my senior year of high school, I was on the Drill Team (*click "Drill" to see video). I was the Co-Editor-in-Chief of my high school's yearbook, and our yearbook won first place at the annual Del Mar Fair. I was the secretary for One World, an organization dedicated to helping children in Uganda. I volunteered monthly. I graduated as valedictorian. I paid for ALL of my college applications, and I got into every single university that I applied to. WHADDUP. Haha.
Anyway, I'm proud of how much I accomplished in high school. I'm proud to say that I proved my parents wrong, and in doing so, finally gained their respect as an adult.
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