February 29, 2012 ( 228 lament)

It occurred to me that I had been rather ignorant of the day of 228. It was a date where a massacre was issued from the government of Taiwan that took the lives of many innocent educated members of Taiwan. Most people today regarded this day as a holiday, but that is actually deeply disrespectful. As a taiwanese, I feel that it is my duty to put this information out there so the tears and blood spilled will not be wasted. The Taiwanese government at the time of 228 was an enclosed one. Taiwan at that time was only a named democracy, but was actually under a rule that resembled in some degree, dictatorship. The people had little rights of freedom and no freedom of speech. The elites of society, however, rose against this. They saw the government as unjust and many did what they could to educate the public about true democracy. Many were killed and imprisoned and or exiled. On the date 228, thousands of innocent elites and their associates were executed. The blood they shed and the scar that was ripped open that day will never mend. It will, remain forever in every Taiwanese's heart. Each and every year, the president of Taiwan would apologize to the victims of the 228 massacre and would receive nothing but censure in return. The mistakes made at that time was too grand to be covered by a slight bow of the head. In this blog post, I send victims of 228 my sincere mourn and lamentations.

February 28, 2012 ( Nerds)

Mr. Wahlgren and his senior MUN crew still has not returned to the blissful learning diligence of Pacific American school; We took the liberty of discussion in his MUN period. A technological issue was addressed as Ms. Sue attempted to play the whole documentary prepared for us without it pausing. Sad to say, not one single student out of the thirty was sympathetic to her difficult plight. Some of us even tried to hinder her progress by occupying the wireless line( It doesn't really work, but it was an attempt anyway). After an unsuccessful thirty minutes of trial, Ms. Sue gave up and the period turned into a study-hall, just as we hoped it  would. I took out my expository writing draft and began editing it, circling the points of questions it contains. After so, I started to study for the biology quiz that will take place this friday. I am extremely thankful, by the way, that the quiz is on one section only. I felt that I was almost finished in less then one hour! That's great news! Anyone who is reading this blog post will imagine me to be incredibly nerdy as all I can talk about is school and school work. A study hall, seemed to have became the best thing that has happened to me. In truth, it may be true. Our school provided a strongly academic environment and " nerds" are literally extolled here. I am not. Now you can just see how extreme our school is about getting good grades and getting into good colleges or whatsoever. We're all nerds. Nerds and nerds till the end.

Sunday, February 27, 2012 ( Didn't work hard)

I didn't really study hard today. Somehow someway, my heart managed to convince the logic of my brain that it is ok to let it go. I've had a painstaking week studying math like crazy, I think I do deserve a little break at least. So it was decided for me to rest on that date! haha. Yet now, I feel so guilty about my laziness and the terrible grammar on this blog entry. SO...I ran out of things to write. Today I've been giving some thought to my future again and I managed to rule out the things I cannot become. First, I cannot become a traveler's agent, not can I become an artist nor can I become a dentist and nor can I become a taxi driver. I have a terrible sense of direction and I also hated to work with my hands! IT seemed like I was born to be a professional bad artist, just like some people are born to become professional losers in the stock market. Haha :D. Just kidding. Anyway, I also couldn't do math stuff since I also happen to suck at math. That is a fact that has been known to me since I was very little. Now it is very funny that I'm having my online coaching class but the music I secretly played in the background is actually louder than the teacher's voice, almost drowning it. The music in fact is so good that I danced to the rhythm a little.It's ok cause I can still answer the questions at the same time. Hurray for MULTI-TASKING!

Monday 26, 2012 (Too short to even care at all)

Life's too short to even care at all. It is hard to imagine that one day  my lids will never raise to see the golden sunlight, that one day my body will be sealed underground where my hands can grasp only dirt. These two days I seemed to have lost motivation to do many things. Thankfully, I was able to retrieve energy from movies and books. I am truly thankful. I watched a movie that taught me the meaning of life. Despite the fact that the main character encountered many life-threatening situations and lost many people he loved, he treasured each and every life he encountered. He will literarily sacrifice himself to save another life, even those that had mistreated him. Seeing the movie granted me motivation to go on in life. A good movie doesn't need romance or action, it just needs a message. In this case, the main character has delivered through his actions, an important message: Life is too short to not care at all. The volubility of life exists through its ephemerality. If all humans can live forever, there will be no value in life would there? A few songs I listened to also had a positive effect on me. There was a guy on youtube who did a remake on the classic song- Somewhere over the rainbow, and it was awesome! I can literarily still hear his soothing voice echoing in my ears! You guys should check him out sometimes!

Thursday, February 23, 2012( COUNTDOWN)

Tomorrow, I will finally be finished with the stressful math chapter test! To be perfectly honest, the test has been troubling me for the whole week. I know this concept may be extremely unfamiliar with some of you guys( especially Angela). It seemed ridiculous for a person to be stressed out over such a simple geometry test, yet I was. I am usually an expertise in memorization. My memory works very well especially in terms of stories and other stuff. When it came to math, however, my memory can  be one of the worst ever. In other words, I can remember a story or literary technique that I no longer seine high school which I learned in forth grade, but couldn't remember the simplest Algebra formula from just a year ago. I don't attend any math cram schools though I definitely should so each lesson in math is completely new to me....Anyway, I hope you( especially Angela) will understand. Anyway, I'm just glad that the test will be over tomorrow. What a relief it will be! I got a low score for a history homework today and I had no idea why. This is probably the lowest score I've ever gotten when I tried so hard...I don't get why. Maybe he marked it wrong or something. I think he did. I hope he did. Well anyways, this will be my last journal entry for this week. We will have a 228 break soon after, it will be AWESOME!

Wednesday, February 22, 2012( Minutes countdown)

I was just about to do my blog when I made an interesting observation: It is minutes until Thursday. In other words, in about 12 minutes, it will no longer bey February 22, 2012, instead, it will be February 23, 2012! Remarkable how little minutes can make such a huge difference! This probably means I shouldn't be staying up for so late. Today was an ok day except for the math test on Friday is tormenting me for the whole week. I can't wait to get it over with. ON Friday, I'll be so cheerful that I'll be willing to do practically anything! LOVES!!!! Now as I bob my head up and down to some background music, I am again going to emphasize the power of music. IT really is remarkable. Tomorrow my mom want me to go listen to the presentation about the world scholar cup I think in Singapore. It is an international debate contest. Oh well, may as well. What I am primarily concerned with now is getting up tomorrow on time. I HAVE TO HAVE TO HAVE TO HAVE TO get up tomorrow on time!!!! I apologize for my writing because I am now incredibly tired and so I'm simply typing the first thing that came to my mind. Oh well, I'm sure you can somehow relate to that couldn't you? I am actually so tired that I don't even bother to count my words. Insteads, I'm just going to let it go to the bottom column, which will be about 200 words. Well above standard :)

Tuesday, February 21, 2012 ( NEver Let Go)

Sue Sylvester is best remembered for her red track suit and cruelty towards people in general. Most people remembered her as the selfish cheerleading coach who has done nothing but made the most beloved Glee club miserable. Today, however, I am here to justify that. I am not a particular Sylvester fan nor am I a fan of torture, but in the recent episodes as I witnessed Sue's downfall, I think her character deserved some sort of justification. If you were to look at Sue in a superficial angle and judge her from what she's done, which isn't unreasonable, you would see her as mainly a joker of the show. An obstacle the Glee Club will eventually overcome anyway. It is not true. Sue Sylvester is a strong woman. She is self-centered and had a huge ego, but she infect, needed love as well. She was dependent upon her younger and disabled sister- Jean, than later on, a disabled high school girl- Becky. In both of their lives, the two agreed that Sue played a parental role in their lives. She, was the person they most loved. To be truthful, Sue was nothing but a lonely figure. Without the fame and glory, she is on the edge of collapse. Her life is so hollow. She has no family, no life, no love. Which is why her life had to be set with goals to destroy others'. Now the fact that Sue is trying to have a child just pains me. Loneliness had driven away her logic. This is bound to be a failed pregnancy. She is so desperate for love... From SUe Sylvester we can learn one thing: When you see love, grasp it as tight as you could. Don't let go.

Monday 21, 2012 ( Fatigue)

A lot of my posts had been about how tired I am, because I in fact, am. Please don't mistake me for another whinny who hates life. I don't hate life. It's just that sometimes I wish that I can have a little break. I used many methods to fulfill my restless life. Right now, for an instance, I am listening to the new hit single " What doesn't kill you make you stronger" and that song seemed to fill a new strength in my body. I know I will eventually come out of the shadows of math because " what doesn't kill you makes you stronger" . Or so I hope. Haha. But seriously, this is actually a great song that seemed to represent my life so far. I am not a genius in many fields, and it takes a lot of handwork for me to get good grades. Oh my god I love glee. Their background chorus is amazing! I've decided to lengthen my journal just so I can listen to it again. I love this song now. It's like a theme song for my life :) I found my self nodding to every beat and every lyric. I mean, if my life is a play, which it is according to William Shakespeare, this would be the background music that would be playing. People may mistake me for some type of useless person, but they are dead wrong. I may not have been the best person in the beginning, but I'll eventually get there. What doesn't kill me makes me STRONGER!!!! GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE ELSE!

Sunday, February 19, 2012. (Switched At Birth)

Switched at Bith is a ABC family show illustrating how two families deal with the dilemma which their daughters were accidentally " switched at birth". The story happened in California, somewhere near mission hills, I suppose. Bay Kennish, an authentic high school artist, took a blood test after sixteen years of doubting her real identity and discovered there was a 99% chance that she was not related to the Kennish. The family went into devastation. If Bay was not the real Kennish daughter, than who was? Daphne Vascus, a sweet, good girl who was a talent in basketball, and her single, half-portirican mother Regina one day showed up at the Kennish's footsteps. The meeting was delightful experience for the Kennish family as they touched the blond hair so similar to their own and gaze into those similar blue eyes. The Kennish family made a huge effort to get to know their long lost daughter, while Bay, on the otherhand, felt disconnected and jealous. Unlike Daphne, she was nowhere new a mother's perfect daughter. She was not blond, nor does she have blue eyes. Instead, she has dark, wavy hair and dark eyes. She does not get perfect grades, in fact, it took several tutors's effort for her to pass junior high school. Bay half-viewed Daphne's intrusion into her world as inferior, but that, is a side that she kept to herself.

Thursday, February 16, 2012( Wonder )

I have no idea what I'm going to do in the future. There is no subject in school that I express a particular interest in, all the subjects are similar to me. I do know that I can't specialize in language or math, however, so I suppose that sort of narrows down the list. When I was little, I used to want to become a doctor/ dentist just like my mother. When I got into elementary school, I used to write down the word " scientist" under the column of my dream job worksheet. In middle school, I'm not so sure anymore. This situation went on until now. Most of my classmates have a future goal. ONe wanted to become a psychology doctor I think, several wants to become CEOs of a company, one wants to become a success in the business world, another would like to venture into the world of technology, another would like to become a lawyer. It seemed as if everybody's got a goal they can work towards, except me. I still have no idea what I'm going to do in the future. I suppose that will be something worth thinking about in the future. Yep.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012 ( PIano Guys)

There are a lot of pure talents on youtube. People who were unsigned by big companies who are free to express art in a way that most appeals to their inner soul and not to the benefit of others. Last time,  I introduced to you guys a couple of vocal artists. Among them all my favorite is Christina Grimmie who has an outstanding voice you would never expect to exist. I recently fell in love with her autotune series number 5 where she and her best friend sung about random things about larva lamps and zoos and stuff. Today I want to introduce another band that I recently discovered0- the piano guys. They are two middle-aged musicians who played the cello and violin in a modern tone. They had done covers of paradise by coldly I think, pirates of the carribean...etc. Each of their covers are outstanding and gives people a very pleasant feeling in their hearts. I especially liked the cellist. He sure is really good with his instrument, and he also seemed to be enjoying each and every moment he gets to play as well. I really like this group.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012( A foreign place)

Shameless to say, I broke the laws today. My imprudence may lead to deadly consequences and the confrontation of a terrible fate. I know that. I understand full well. Never less, it will be worth it as I found the answer I seek. Somethings were nagging me without me noticing for the most of the time, and when I did, it haunted me day and night. I realized, for the first time, that I have an inner desire to get out of here and see the world. I realized that I wanted to see the world from a different persecutive under different circumstances. I wanted to see and be in a foreign place. It's not that I don't love my home, I do. It's just that maybe there is a part of me that yearned to travel and see the world with my very own eyes. I don't suppose I'm alone on this one, or am I?

Monday, February 13, 2012 ( The Motorcycle Wind)

The motorcycle wind rippled across my face today as I rode on the back of a lady's scooter. My fingers clinched deeply into her leather jacket and my eyes focused on her dyed purplish-brown hair. I never liked this lady. Although I am fairly certain that it was stereotypes acting behind this wall of discontent, I blame her inefficient working speed. It could take her minutes to accomplish things others can easily do in seconds. Somehow, the rich kid within me considered myself far more superior than her for reasons I can not yet explain. I just remembered that I disdained her very presence and I still did until I sat onto that motorcycle. I felt as if we were a small sailboat under the mercy of the tidal waves of a storm, I felt as if at any second, the whole motorcycle will tumble over sending both us of flying over the sky slow-motioned like the cartoons often illustrated. My helmet was coming loose and that brought the rate of my heart beat to a totally new level. " So your dad cooks breakfast and dinner?" The lady suddenly asked, her voice calm. " Uh...yeah." I replied, startled. " Does he cook chinese or american style?" " Um a little bit of both." " Alright than." The lady brought the motorcycle to a stop and I released my grasp and slid down the smooth leather seats. " Bye." she said. I didn't respond as I saw my dad's car parked in the opposite street. I can already imagine my brother's mocking expression when I get into the car . Now, I came to regret my decision. I should have raised me hand, and bid a simple farewell, then everything will be alright again. " Thanks", I said quietly to myself and for a mili of a second,  the motorcycle wind seemed to whizzed past my ears and rippled air blossoms.

February 12, 2012 ( Silent Angel 2)

She spoke of few words and smilies only to illustrate contempt and sarcasm. The class was wise enough to keep their distance from her cold, discouraging aura. Though the boys sometimes sneak occasional glances at her pretty little face, the girls tried their best to pretend that such a person as Hera Jill does not exist. Michael was an exception. He was an outsider, very much like Hera. His ADHD prevented him from expressing his intelligent to the full limit. One day, he cornered her at the back of the class room. " Hey, you always seem so quiet." was his conversation starter. Hera's gaze swept across Michael's for a second before it was strictly lowered to stare into the squirrels outside the classroom window. Michael juggled his left leg, his ADHD is acting on him again, he just couldn't stand still. " Damm my ADHD," he said out and clear without himself quite noticing it. He than set his right hand on his left knee in attempt to stop the jiggling; his leg jiggled even more. He should have taken the medication his mother instructed him to take...if her were to do so, his damned leg wouldn't be jiggling right now in front of a girl who was most well known for her royal celebrity elegance.

Thursday, February 9, 2012( Silent Angel)

Hera, quite unlike the goddess of her name, was a silent creature. She was not, however, mere shadows to her classmates. They were constantly aware of her presence, but was dangerously conscious of the fact that Hera, like the goddess of her name, was not genial. Excluding from this fact she was quite a pretty little thing, beautiful, you can even say. Her short autumn brown curls streamed down her pale cheeks and exploded behind her neck. Her figure and gate were slender and she carried herself with much elegance. What was particularly unique about her were her light grey eyes that resembled the ominous clouds before a great afternoon downpour. One can easily spot her as the center of attention even when she was never trying to be. ( To be continued...)

Wednesday, February 8, 2012 ( Science Fair Prep)

To be perfectly honest, I really don't want to write my journal entry right now as I am seriously focusing on our science fair project. A little alone time would be nice? Oh who am I complaining to, an empty blog post? Apparently. Well, we are suppose to talk about our day and so I will. My day took its peak when I finished my history quiz that I had been stressing about ever since Monday. The world seemed so much brighter and filled with hope after I turned in my paper. My day then went fine for the rest of the day and I actually looked forward to Science Fair. I am excited to see other people's projects and am kind of excited to finally see what the judges have to say about our experiments. I am shameful to admit that I am also glad that I get to ditch a couple of classes and just relax a little bit for a change. We'll probably have something like burgers tomorrow and that will be exciting. Now I really need to get back to work, and I promise a far better quality entry tomorrow. That's all for today, Bye!

Tuesday, February 7, 2012 ( Tonight)

In my mind's watchful eye, I foresee a painstaking night of alone time with history and me. Right now, I took a 30 minute break to shower and sort of get my mind off Lewis and Clark. Tonight I'm not going to worry so much about the language that I use in here since well, it's a personal blog anyway, I can pretty much write whatever I want. Consider the endless possibilities I have!!! I have a blank page laying out right in front of me! Ok, I should probably figure out how to lock this blog. Lewis and Clark had presented to me a challenge no other historical figures has before. Their time line was so extremely complicated and I have trouble grasping every important event there is.

Monday, February 6, 2012( Youtube Talents )

The blissful weekend seemed to have scurried past my eyes in simply a flash of blinding, ephemeral, golden light. In retrospection, last weekend seemed to have been an extreme outlet for the the fatigues of the first week of school. As much as a bad influence I was at that time, I had pretty good time. It was during that time when I was introduced( not literally) to some youtube artists who were really inspiring. HEre I will make a list of them and their best covers and hopefully, you guys, or whoever reads this blog can check them out. 1)Christina Grimmie- college freshman who started singing since the age of 15. Great singer! Her best covers are : I won't give up by Jason Maraz, Just a dream by Nelly, How to love by Li Wayne and another person I forgot about, Your song by Elton John, Oh Holly Night, and Liar Liar by herself. She is an extremely talented girl with a unique voice and a sunny personality. She can be recognized by her cross emo make up and black choppy long hair. 2) Tiffany Alvord and Megan Nicole. They are separate youtube singers, but I personally thought that their best works were recorded together. The two favorites are : 1) Safe and Sound from the hunger games soundtrack and 2) Who says by Selena Gomez. I personally thought their Who says cover was better than Selena's version. 3) Jason Chen. A canadian high school singer who was known for singing both chinese and english songs. My personal favorites are his cover of Love the way you lie part 2, written in the stars, and the chinese song " that year"? I think. Another singer is Conor Maynard. A british I think he is. He has a pretty good pop star voice. His best cover: Eenie meenie by Justin Beiber and probably beautiful monster. THe last person I'm going to introduce today is Love you like a love song originally sung by Selena Gomez. I personally thought he did a magnificent job with that song, but am not a fan of any more of his songs. That's all for today I guess. I hope you are just as entertained as I am :)

Sunday, February 5, 2012( Sunshine)

The sun, today, had an almost magical effect on me. The sun is something so alive and tender yet at the same time so ardent with power. Seemed like with a single point of its finger, it could rip apart the dark grey clouds in the shadowed sky and wipe a faint smile on my face. For a second I forgot about my long day ahead of me as I bathed in the shinny golden light. I imagined myself as a young jogger in a floral jacket, white t-shirt, and light green shorts,  my pony-tail bouncing up and down as I ran steadily with my long-lost best friend who transferred a long time ago. Our dark hair glistened under the sun and our steady footsteps echoed between buildings, our laugher audible. I stood, waiting for nostalgia to overwhelm me, but it never came. I simply stood there, more content and satisfied than I had been in a very , very long time. 

Thursday, Febuary 2, 2012( A late night talk about concentration)

I wrote my blog post rather late tonight, I would normally be preparing for bed by now. This semester I decided that I wanted to raise the overall standard of my work especially in my biology notes which was always carelessly done. I did it today and seemed to have benefited from it a lot. It was a generally a great experience to be so occupied in one matter. It gives one a pleasurable feeling to be so engaged in the moment. As a student, it is within our nature to be distracted at all times. Our developing bodies and hormones made us vigorous individuals. Vigorous yes, and also very unfocused. We notice all the things going around us. Even though I didn't end up finishing my biology notes at this moment, which means less sleep for me tonight as I'll have to rise early tomorrow morning to finish it, it is nice to feel so pleasured.

The week seemed to have passed by fairly quickly.In just two more days, I will be able to enjoy the luxury of the weekends once again. That would be a huge relief. Recently, I seemed to have caught a mimer cold again and my body temperature dropped dramatically. For those who knew me before this may have found it hard to believe since I was known to have a strong resistance to cold weather before. Now, I'm just as vulnerable. No, perhaps even more vulnerable. School went by ok so far and I hope this kind of situation can be kept up. As you may have already noticed, I struggle to come up with lines to put on this journal. Which is why I'm just going to end it here and go to bed. Good night :)