The Masters of the Sky (9th Blog Post)

     I would put together Jinora, from The Legend Of Korra, and Jason, from The Heroes of Olympus series. Jinora is a quiet girl in general, but quite intuitive. She has an avid interest in reading and has mastered Air-bending, shown by her Arrow tattoos. Jason is a natural born leader, enabling him to take charge when the time comes. If they were to date I think their personalities would go together quite well. Jason is a nice guy and Jinora is quiet and modest. Both of them have basically the same powers, just named differently through their homes. I'm sure Jason's father, Jupiter, would be OK with them dating. Being a god gives him a bit more pressing matters to worry about. Although, I'm not sure Tenzin, Jinora's father, would approve. He's really protective over his children. In The Legend of Korra, Jinora saved her crush, Kai, and he repaid her with a kiss. Tenzin was sure to keep them separated after that.

I AM FROM ( 8th Blog Post)

Puerto Rico on my dad's side

Ohio on my mothers

Together, they had three kids

My sister, me, and my brother

I have quite a few friends

And they're all real pals

But sometimes, I worry

Most my friends are gals

But not in a romantic manner

That would just be weird

I just can't imagine

I would feel quite queer

I like to play video games

From Super Smash to CoD

But when it comes to Rock Band

Can't touch me, I'm God

I also love my music

Abandoning Sunday is the best

They just put out a new album

Go ahead, put it to the test

Because the movie Nacho Libre

My parents call me Lucho

I guess that it's alright

Except for that freshman they call Chucho

He can be pretty obnoxious 

When he's shouting really loud

And when we get off the bus
Roaring like a lion

He'll just push right through the crowd

But I guess that it's just the freshman

They're probably all the same

All from the south side

Of obnoxious, loud Lorain

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Trampoline trouble ( 7th Blog Post)

     I've had some bad experiences with trampolines so I have decided that I am no longer going to jump on them. One time, me, my cousin Joseph, and my friend Savannah were all jumping on my trampoline. Joe decided it would be a great idea if when Savannah climbed in we would jump a lot so she could not stand. Little did we know, one of the poles to the base was not connected. CRASH. We went tumbling out of the trampoline and onto the ground, which could have been way worse. So that is why I do not want to jump on them anymore.

Ladies! Listen Up! (6th Blog Post)

     Ladies, if you need advice for the game called love, you have come to the right place! I am Luis, obvious expert on all things love, and I am going to teach you gals about us guys. If we ever look like something is holding  us down, like we look angry or depressed, it may be a first reaction to ask what is wrong. Don't. We know all you gals want to do is help but sometimes our anger can get the best of us. If we what to talk about it, we will initiate the conversation. Also, if you two are dating, you should trust each other to talk about what is going on and work things out. Real couples wouldn't give up after the first problem, they would work through them and any more to come. Personally, I don't really care for small holidays like St. Patrick's Day, not because they aren't important, but because I am not Irish! I don't want to celebrate a holiday that is not relevant to me personally.

PS: I am in no shape or form fit to be giving dating advice. I have no experience with relationships, let alone on a level to be giving advice professionally. If any of my advice leads to a "bump" in your relationship, I am sincerely sorry. Thank you for understanding.

Piñata Problems (5th Blog Post)

     I was shivering in my boots, well not literally. I don't have boots because I'm a donkey. Anyway, I was scared. These demons the adults called "cute" were staring at me with their beady, hungry eyes. Then an adult picked me up, tied a string to me, and threw me over a tree branch. Before I could even react, I was already surrounded by children, glaring at me. Their eyes were full of intense wilderness. Then the biggest of all the children pushed through the crowd, a bat in his right hand. That was when I pooped a Jolly Rancher but I did not feel very jolly. The kid ran at me, furiously screaming. WHACK! I swung so for back, I almost saw stars. The good thing was that I came back down, the bad thing being that his bat was waiting for me. WHUMP! I'm glad I didn't have tear ducts because my crying would have dampened this party pretty badly. After three more hits, the adult took the bat from the big kid and handed it to another. Then it dawned on me, they were going to let all the kids beat me till I burst! After realizing this, my fear would have filled my body had it not already been filled with candy. After a few more repeats of the first kid, I finally couldn't take it anymore. With a crack of the bat, I burst into a bunch of pieces and showered the children in pleasurable goodies like lollipops and chocolates. After the kids picked up every last piece of candy the adults began to pick up my lifeless carcass and carry it inside the house. Once inside, the adults put my body back together and began to tape the pieces closed. I was going to be reused again! I would have to put up with the same brutal beatings until there were no more birthdays to celebrate. Although it hurt a lot, I lucked out after the fourth reassembly when the adults just couldn't put me back together. I'd lived a good life of getting smashed and beaten  over and over. But now, it was time for me to move on. To piñata heaven I had ascended. For my great strife that I had tolerated, but no more! I rejoice.