Day 18...

Today, is my 18th day of silence. I have exactly 1 week left, but yet this feel so little of a difference. I'm am trying to get my family and relatives to make donations. I'm proud that despite harrasment, torment and mockery, I have not slipped or broken my vow. Thank you so much to all the people who have helped me. Mr. Renner, Ms. Devaney and Mr. Le definatley have my deepest gratitude.

Day 12...

Hello guys, most of the people at this point are just trying to make me crack. Yesterday, was a bad one. I wear a board around my neck listing the day I'm on and how many days are left. Well, the class stole, trying to get me to talk. People are immature, I might be frustrated but I'm not mad. I feel sorry for them. They can't find a purpose for their selves so they have to hurt mine. Mr. Renner has been keeping me level headed, good friend. I don't want to complain, because that loses sight of why I'm doing this. I had the good fortune to be born in this country. Other souls weren't so lucky. I'm doing this for those who aren't allowed to have a voice. Support or not, I am reaching my goal.

Mubarak sues for slander?

Recently, former Egyptian president, Mubarak spoke out against of what he called "corrupted slander" tacked towards him. And he is serious too. During a brief audio message aired on Al-Arabiya television, Mubarak stated the Egyptian government's probe into his finances is aimed at tarnishing his reputation and undermining his "history."

"I cannot keep silent facing this continued falsified campaign and the continued attempt to undermine my reputation and the reputation of my family," he said.

Will it affect us?

Many people wondered if the turmoil in Egypt affect us, the U.S.? well truth be told, it already has, mainly because of what happens to oil prices when global tensions rise. Oil prices have been increasing in the past two weeks, and have topped $100. This does nothing but increases the price for gas and slows down a portion of our economic growth. Egypt has increased risk premiums on shipping insurance, which drives up the cost of oil and gas imports as well as other cargo.

Day 6...

I haven't posted a blog like I promised, but why should I. It's sad to put your whole heart and being into something like this and hear stupid, ignorant kids say, "oh you're lying, you're talking at home." No one really cares about what or why I'm doing this. So why should I care about what they think? I'm going to reach my mark, and I will hold my head high knowing that I tried to make a difference... While you stood there and said "that's stupid". Thank you to all my supporters... maybe one day you doubters will find your purpose, but since I found mine, couldn't you just help?

Day 1

This morning started rather promising, my dad tried breaking me from the get-go. I got to school with a bunch of cock-eyed looks directed at me. As I walked the hallways with the "Day Number" board around my neck, I received some good support and more confused faces. Later realized everyone believed it to be merely an April Fools joke. Advocacy Club, was filled with blank stares but still rather simple. My friend, Michael and I just listened to Ipod for the period. Same blank stares through my Art TA class. By Ms. White's 2nd period AP Eng-lit class, I was already starting to receive bribes, and just straight out harassment. No names (coughs*, Brooke and Thompson). A little light teasing from Ms. White. Finally I reached lunch, got sit relax, clear my head from the distorted voices from the past 3 hours. Nick Pelayo came in mocking my cause, sure he is one of my oldest friends... but to joke about killing a Ugandan child is just down right twisted. 3rd period didn't get any easier, although full of silent laughs. My best friend, Nicholas was joking about making me break, but really was trying get me at ease. I swear, holding your tongue around Nicholas Garcia is virtually impossible, which is why I bit mine. Mr. O'Heron got some cute jabs in as well, calling on me for an answer... very funny. Once I reached my 4th period class, I felt so relieved to be away from students. The office assistants had some light joking but overall commended me. I ATE PIZZA!!! YAY! Ok, anyway... after school Maria and I went to work on our Mural for with Mr. Renner again. It is very difficult when the project manger can't talk btw. When we were finished, The VP fomerly known as Stephens came up to me and asked "how 1 day of silenced is?". I worte "tough" out on my note pad. She told me "I might learn alot about myself". I got home, and buried myself in music. Just my Strat and I. Never had I felt so much pressure, but this is what I want to do. I will not be deterred. Only 24 days left... 24.

25 Days...

Good Evening friends, after today's presentation prove to me that action is what matters. So I decided to go the extra mile. Starting at midnight, I will start my 25 days of silence. After speaking with Invisible Children "Roadie" Bryce, told me the exceptions to the silence are coughs, sneezes. I am permitted to carry a marker board. I will post a blog everyday to let you know life without a voice. Please show support. Thank you.

Invisible Children

Today, my school had the privilege of hearing the story of a boy named Tony and kid named Laren. By the end of it, I realized I wanted to be involved with Invisible Children. I finally feel some purpose.

Egypt in Strike

Egypt's outrage in protests bring economy to standstill. Here

What happened to our care?

People around the world have been hit hard a infamous crap-storm know as Sheenyptapanaddfi... But before everything else began, our focus was on Egypt and how the President resigned and the country was left in the hands of the weapon holders. And now it seems like we don't care anymore. So what's happen since then. Here.

Senior Wall

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Welcome...

If you are on this blog, then there is a good chance you know me already. Sorry if I bore you... Enjoy if you can. Thanks.