Life From Behind the Camera

This poem is dedicated to Mayra.

I love the idea of

Photography

Instant memory

Rolls of film

Fill every corner

Black and white pictures

Are plastered

To the in side of my mind

This and that

Reflect in my lens

And with a click

Become four corners

On a thin sheet

Teardrops

And sunlight

Sunrises

And Sunsets
Streetlights

Casting shadows

On lonely side walks

With one quick flash

It all becomes mine

Encased with

Black and silver

And soon to be

In my hand

In my albums

On my walls

Soon to simply become

My
Photography

Think Out of the Box

Another great work by my cousin Jimmy.

Ramblings

Hmmm.... I usually know exactly what to post when I get on but right now... I have no idea. Life has been like that on me lately. The horrible curse of undecidedness has come back to haunt me. Even things like my room are falling apart. I hate school, more than I usually do. It's like a splinter you can't get out. Little things are starting to slowly drive me insane. This is not good!! This is not depression either (just so you know!!). And if it is, don't tell me, it will only make things completely worse. I go back to school in 2 days. On top of that, I get chemistry for double periods (can I die now?? PLLLEAASSEE??) I can't stand that lady. She looks down on us, especially because of the financial status of our school. Why lie?? We don't have a lot of money. And if we do, it's simply being spent on the wrong things. That isn't the fault of the student and she has no right to take t out on us (Walking away now.....)

Classroom Fears...

Many many sorries for not writing in a while. School has been absolutely crazy for me. My EMT Project was good, not as good as I wanted it to be, but still good. I was able to do my report with my partner along with my power point presentation. We were definitely nervous up in front of the class. I was mostly nervous for my partner. Don't get me wrong, Cindy is smart and I know she knows the info. But I was still nervous for her. That is the only reason the I don't like working in pairs or groups in school. I fear that something will lack, I feel that one small slip and there everything goes. I'm afraid of someone else making a mistake (not that I'm perfect AT ALL) or I'm afraid of getting stuck with someone who is lazy, or worse overbearing. That's why I'm glad that I was put with Cindy. I think she feels the same way and because of that everything worked out pretty good. So shout out 2 my gurl CINDY for all the help.

Train of Thought

Done by my cuz Jimmy

Genius.

(Need I say more)


---->Jaime Marrero Artwork<----

The Basics...

Again I continue with the fulfillmentof my promises. I would've wrote this yesterday but I was exhausted. In class yesterday, we learned basic CPR. As an EMT I learn two kinds of CPR. Basic CPR which I can use should I need to in my everyday life. Then there is the professional CPR. This kind I am paid for and is a little more detailed (I'm looking forward to this kind of CPR ;-). The CPR class was fun, I wasn't to thrilled with the two visiting instructors though. They looked a little happy, but they weren't very motivating. I was glad Lt. Quiles and our teacher was around to keep us up. The whole thing was a full blown excercise,part because of the work and part because we kept lauging so much. 30 compressions on a hard plastic and rubber dummy was a whole LOT of work. In the end, it was well worth it.

A World Minus Poetry

Imagine a world

Without poetry

A world where

Words don't pierce

The soft flesh of the heart

And don't pick at the brain

Where music is just noise

And song lyrics
Are brittle words

Clinging worthlessly

To the lines on a page

Where hands don't clap

And fingers don't snap

Where the mind

Is simply idle and ordinary

And eyes are closed windows

That refuse to reflect the soul

Of a person

Imagine a world where

Emotion plays no role

Nothing to make us angry

No tears

No crying

No one to love

No one to remember

Nothing to smile about

Now imagine everyone dead

This is life

This is the world

Without poetry............

5 Pages and a PowerPoint

I promised to keep whoever reads this blog up to date on my EMT class. My teacher assigned us an end of the term project. He gave us a choice and told us we could pick either our partner or our topic. On Thursday he bought in his magic box ("HUH??"....yea...I know...I said the same thing) and he picked each name one by one. My partner is Cindy (that's a good thing) and our topic is Detailed Physical Exam. This is a detailed evaluation of your patient, who is most likely trauma or unresponsive. The report itself must be five pages (double-spaced.....ez). We also must have some kind of presentation, my partner and I will use Power Point and a demonstration of a Detailed Physical Exam. I think we will do fine on the project....it's my teacher I worry about...after all the guy has a "magic box."