March 29, 2012 ( The Final)

Today is the last night for the midterms this week, hurray! I've had enough of midterms after midterms and can already imagine the blissful scenery where PAS students rejoiced in the hallways. The teachers would be stunned, as most PAS students( much like me) have never expressed so much emotion in public. Haha. Alright, I need to finish this journal entry. There isn't much to write about today since nothing major really happened. BUt I bet if I were to write a journal tomorrow, it would be very different. The sky would go from grey to blue in a millie second and it only takes one bell to do so. I got kind of sick today, catching just a pretty normal cold. In school , I still tried to exhibit my best behavior and most people didn't know that I was sick. I hope they don't think I'm faking to be sick cause I wasn't. Anyway, I really really need to go bed right now yet the journal still extended an inviting hand, waiting for me to print a few more black letters onto its blank white page. Remember yesterday when I said the world is a tightly woven story and we are writing a story everyday with each pasting moment of our lives? Well, then we will be writing a double story! Ever seen in those movies when you see a character watching a movie? I think that's exactly what we're doing now. This morning this morning I see myself coming in...

March 28, 2012.( A Tightly Woven Story)

The world as we know it is composed of stories of millions. Each  individual that has ever consumed some sort of materials on Earth has a story. Starting from an embryo, we had been writing it, adding frivolously to those invisible pages. We are prolific writers, for we write a lot. As each and every second of our lives became history, more words were added. We tried to grasp onto the present, but it seemed to slip through our fingers like quicksand whenever our soft fingertips grazed past its delicate surface. That is a depressing thought. Yet not if you look at it from the story perspective. Look around you, and you will see what I mean. What did you see? Nothing? A blank wall? Your classmates? Your family? Each and everything that your eye swept across has a story. The Earth, the Moon, the Stars, the milkway...the world is filled with contentious stories. Our world is a tightly woven story that combines each individual's story and make it into a grand master piece worthy of best writers every invented. The stories will move any soul and they are so inspiring. Why? Because we, as a member among the living, has lived it. We are great writers, story tellers, just by doing what we do everyday. The world is one tightly woven story, and believe it or not, you are part of that story.

March 27, 2012 ( Scarlet Ibis)

A scarlet Ibis is anything that is red unique special and beautiful. It is also anything that isn't meant to exist, but does. Today, as I reviewed the content of the story, I couldn't help but appreciate its exotic beauty. Although I was extremely weary today and the thought of three more stories waving their hands at me wasn't exactly the most exciting and cheerful thought, I still admire James Hursts' ability to conjure up such a great story to teach everyone a lesson: pride can be a terrible and a wonderful thing. It can give birth to new life, and kill. Just the way blood gives birth to both life and death. I also learned from the story to not apply the image I want from others to others, that will only lead to ultimate self-destruction. Each and everyone of us is an unique individual that should be acknowledged. No one is born worse than anyone else since no one gets to choose where they will land and which families they will be born into. We may have just as much chance landing in that particular mother as Doodle, and he may have the exact same chance of landing in our mother's womb as us. Life really is quite explicable, isn't it? When you really start digging in, the world that used to make so much sense suddenly became a huge question mark. Well, maybe it's just us humans who are overcomplicating thins as usual.

March 26, 2012 ( Simplicity)

Often times during the most devastating times, humans returned to the simplicity of life. Once the things they once took for granted was deprived from them, they learned to appreciate other basic things that has a way of always being around. An example is winter. During winter, I hoped for the blissful sun of the summer and short-sleeved T-shirts. Yet now that spring has arrived and the heat has came back to me, mosquitoes came. They are SO annoying and I always fail to catch them or smash them, or whatsoever. Now I've started to wish for winter again, even though summer has not even begun yet. Alright, I Have strayed from my seemingly philosophical topic. But that's ok, right? I mean, it is my journal after all. No one, uh uh, not a single human being, not a single life form have the right to censor anything I put on this journal. For all I care, I could have typed in things such as " twinkle twinkle twinkle twinkle....x 100 and make that my entire entry". I don't think anyone has the right to censor that. Maybe there are great minds among us that are special and much more unique than the normal. Ok, I have again, strayed from the original topic. For the last few entries, I have been pretty focused. Hmm...Well I guess it's ok to let your mind drift sometimes.

March 25, 2012 ( Ants and triumph)

I strode through the willows today, my hands behind my back. My footsteps were slow and my pace was low, behind me the great wind howled. Faintly, I could hear the sound of trampling feet that shook little particles of soil. With weary eyes, I side-glanced to see a cuddle army of ants. Their tiny bodies bright orange, their six long legs pitch black. And the two things moving on their forehead, was the freakiest of that. My hands flew from my back to cover my parted lips, and back I sprung nearly on , all fours. I was miles away when the song of the marching rhythm finally reached me. To be truthful, it has always been there, it was just my panicked scream that, shunted it out. I could picture, in my mental eyes, thousands of orange black ants, marching in unisons. Carrying cargos 20 times their body weight. What are they marching for? Who knows. But they knew, deep down, they were marching for a greater purpose. A purpose more divine then their individual self. One day, perhaps in death, these ants will figure out what they had done in life, and realize that they had indeed done great for their kind. Right now, they accept what life has laid for them, and marched under the glaring sun, in triumph. I too, held my head up high with my nose against the sun, and marched home, my footsteps rumbled the earth. 

March 22, 2012 ( The Wizard of Oz)

This year's musical production is on the Wizard of Oz. I used to find the process tedious and came to resent the play, yet now on retrospect, it seemed that the play is actually quite great. Now as I am typing this journal, I am watching the song " If I only Had a Heart" performed by Brian Farmer and his crew. He is really good, and I came to enjoy the performance very much. I planned to listen to the song about the lion next. I wonder if we will have a biology quiz tomorrow. Anyway, we were supposed to do our biology assignment by taking pictures. It was quite interesting actually to stroll down the park under the golden radiant sunshine. It has been ages since I had taken a walk among nature. The only time I exercise was during basketball practices for one hour and thirty minutes each time. So in total, I exercise for about four hours and thirty minutes a week. I'm not sure if that's enough but I know that it is a lot more then the exercise I received in eighth grade that's for sure! I guess that's the good side about this assignment, it gets you to go out into nature and perhaps enjoy it a little bit. It is, after all, biology, the study of life. And it is, after all, science, the study of nature itself. Oh well, I think I can draw a conclusion to my journal entry tonight. Have a lovely day tomorrow everyone!

March 21, 2012 ( Break time)

Tomorrow will be Thursday , just a few days away from mid-term week. I have a spanish midterm, an english midterm, an expository Writing Quiz+ midterm, a biology midterm( That involves 9 chapter and a total of 36 sections approximately), and a geometry midterm. Oh my, that sure is a lot of tests! Complaining actually won't do me too much good here, the best solution I have so far is to just finish all the homework due next week and study like mad during the weekend. I cannot avoid to have any sorts of distractions that might stray me away from perfection ( :D) Anyway, while the studying process may be painful, I found joy in some of the assignments I did today. We had to do a resolution for the Model of United Nations and I chose to do an issue on the Social, Humanitarian, and Culture Council as the United States debating the issue about " Strengthening crime prevention and criminal justice response to violence against women." I thought this issue was fairly interesting in terms of the difficulty to actually put a stop to the situation. I finished most of my resolution, but I can't say I did a great job. I've had a bad history with resolutions and got a pretty low score for a resolution I was fairly proud of last time. What I can say is that I had fun doing it . Which is all that matters, right?

March 20, 2012 ( Interesting indeed)

Today is quite an ordeal as I thought the expository writing draft was due tomorrow. Ok, that is completely irrelevant. Anyway, I want to discuss in today's entry about the symbolisms in movies. Movies have gone a way to make patterns in it and there are a couple of really common ones. 1) Driving and texting. Whenever you see some actor in a movie driving and perhaps texting or looking distracted, there will be an at least 80% chance that either he or she will run into a car accident. It has became an almost unavoidable aspect of movie life. Last time I was watching the show Glee and I saw Quinn texting, there was some strange music playing in the background which made the atmosphere even weirder, and I kept praying, " oh please don't die, please don't get into an accident" but she got into a car accident. Anyway, here goes the no driving and texting at the same time rule. It applies to real life as well. Another one is the part when an actor and an actress stared into each other's eyes, than can be sure that they will share a passionate kiss afterwards. I think. This is kind of cliche and a well duh one. Now I'm pretty much done and don' know what else to write...that is sad. Ok, um, let me think. Ok, there really is none. So I guess I'll end the post right here. I'm sure you are getting bored anyway.

March 20, 2012 ( Bubbles)

In the famous children's tale of the Little Mermaid, the mermaid faded into bubbles after the prince decided to marry another girl. It is quite sad of a story and is not considered a typical disney fairytale. Bubbles in this case, symbolizes vanity in life. Do bubbles always symbolize this, though? Of course not. To most of us,  bubbles are somethings that are ephemeral but beautiful. When we see a bubble, we race after if, wanting to glide our fingers over its smooth surface. When we see bubbles, we remember those hysteric giggles we had as we see our twisted face on the smooth surface of the bubble. Bubbles are a precious creation by man itself. Man can create something so beautiful with a single whiff of his or her breath. Kind of reminds me of how God created man in the Bible( not a christian or of any religions. I'm fine with all religions, but just saying from what I know). Gods around the world in many kinds of relationship seemed to have made men out of clay or mud of some sort and breathed life into them. Kind of reminds me of the bubbles ( I know I've said that already). Oh well, just a though. Most of my blog entries aren't very well-organized these days cause I'm so tired and my brain can't function right. I need to change a method, but now I've procrastinated so...Oh well. I'm still going to change that.

March 18, 2012 ( Random Jumbo )

Living in an imaginable word seemed far easier then living in the real world sometimes. This weekend was uncannily hot and the wooden floors in my house was piled with water from the air( You know the science. There was already moisture all around the house, then the sudden hot temperature descended, and the hot air plus the moisture condensed to form water that landed no the ground. Simple science. The same way rain was formed). On Saturday, there was literally puddles around them house I had to tiptoe by. Pretty exciting, huh? By the way, I was hooked to a few new shows that show promise, can't wait to start next week :) Now what I'm going to say is completely random and detached from the remaining blog post, but it has been on my mind for quite some time now and I figured that I should express that thought now. It's now or never. Alright, here we go. I dislike those who tell people how frustrated they are ALL the time and expect sympathy. I have known a couple people who are like that and each time I listened to their complaints, I wanted to tell them to just go get a life. Ok, I probably should too for being so misanthropic and misunderstanding. I do like to listen to people, but I don't like to listen to complaints of a certain kind for some reason.

March 15, 2012 ( Last day of the tiring week!)

Ok, literally, that is not exactly true as I still got some work to accomplish during the weekend. Yet after Biology on Friday, I will finally be free from the three tests- Geometry, Spanish, and English. Yeah! Ok, I know this blog post is pretty meaningless and the grammar and spelling terrible, but since it's supposed to be about me, I don't suppose it really matters. Or does it? Some people consider that any writers whose writing has been made public from one way or another be hold responsible of their work. Responsible, as in take the consequences of their works. Is that true? Will this piece of bad- quality writing influence more bad writing for the years to come? It's really up for you to decide. As in for me, I don't personally thought I had that big of an impact on society and random blabbering should be tolerated. Don't you feel this way? Aren't there times when you just felt like typing whatever is on your mind? Well, I am currently experiencing one of those days. Tomorrow we will finish our Geometry test and Biology Quiz and I will be the happiest person in the world, for that moment anyway. Alright, I think I may have exceeded the 200 word maximum limit for this blog post Mr. Dahl suggest us to keep so I will end it right here. Relieved, are you? Sure. How do I feel? I honestly don't care.

March 14, 2012 ( March 14)

March 14 is a very special occasion as many holidays collided at this point. First of all, March 14th is known as the white day: A holiday particularly popular in Japan. On February 14 the namely Valentines Day, girls give the boys chocolate to show their feelings for them. On March 14, white day, however, boys give the girls whom their feelings returned white chocolate( i think) back. I found out about this tradition when I watched japanese manga a few years back and found it  quite. Well, seemed like love is highly valued in Japan. I mean, they went into the trouble to create two separate holidays just so people can show their feelings...ok. The other special occasion that happened on March 14th is PI day! I'm sure that all of you have at least stumbled upon it at some point in life. Why pi day? Well, it's actually kind of funny. Everyone knows that pi = 3.14 right? Well, it happened that the number 3.14 can be best represented by March 14! Hilarious I know. March 14 also happened to be Albert Einstein 's birthday. E=mcsaure, ring a bell? It's incredible that so many special occasions occurred on March 14. As in for me, I drank a brief today for the fact that I finally finished my spanish chapter test! So happy! One down, two more to go! Alright. I'd better get back to work now. See you guys later :)

March 13, 2012 ( Reflection)

Seemed that these days I had lost focus in areas such as MUN that is not a main academic course. Today, I'm putting that to a stop when it's still not too late :) Alright...I spent today anxious about the tests tomorrow and so on, but I guess it's time to put that to a stop as well. To be honest, I feared and feared and feared but then I at last realized that I didn't even know what I was fearing. Are the tests really that hard? No. Do I know how to answer the questions? Yes, I do. The only thing we have to fear is fear itself- Franklin. D. Roosevelt once said, a profound quote indeed. Instead of worrying about tests, I should better spend my time by make every moment of my day count. The days are nouns, touch them. The hands are churches that worship the world- from the poem " Daily" tells us this value as well. Instead of worrying and complaining, I should simply do my best and I will definitely get the desirable results. That's great news to hear :) Oh well, I should also think about Friday. The word has never appeared so divine to me as it has right now. Friday will put an end to all my conflicts and struggles this week over my weakest subjects! Isn't that great?? Of course it is! After first period- Geometry chapter test I will be free to peruse whatever is in my interest! That is just awesome! I am certainly looking forward to that.

March 12, 2012 ( Somewhere over the rainbow)

ONe of my favorite bands- The Piano Guys did a cover of the all time classic from the wizard of oz- Somewhere over the Rainbow. It was absolutely fantastic. It seemed like I had forgotten about such simple beauty persists in humanity, especially when society focused only on the human flaws. Global warming, greed...etc has became a label all humans wore, it has became sin that we are all born with. Yet if you were to really stop and listen, you can hear a soft melodious tune of humanity that sung in every human's hearts as well. Somewhere over the rainbow way up high, there's a land that I dreamed of once in a lullaby...What is that land I dream of? The song doesn't accurately say. I think the main point of the song is however, that there is a place we escape to whenever we were encountered with troubles, and it is the purest and most beautiful land of humanity. Never forget that. It is ok to dream. It is ok to just let your thoughts drift sometimes and it is ok to just drift. Somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds fly.....And the dreams that you dared to oh why oh why can't I? Some day I'll wish upon the star, wake up where the clouds are far behind me....Remember that paradise does exist, if it stays a part of you and am not forgotten.

March 11, 2012( The American Dragon)

It would be the most fitting to say that today was quite a troublesome day as I went through the hours by finishing as much homework as possible. That is not the point of this entry, however, I have spent too many entries doing just exactly that. Today , I would like to advocate the disney show " The American Dragon". In the cartoon series, the protagonist- Jake Long lead a double life as a normal middle schooler( which he is not very good at being), and the american dragon who is in charge of the protection of all magical creatures in New York City. Yes, you got it! Magical creatures does exist in this series! Every going from santa clause to unicorns to goblins to elves...there you have it. Jake is half chinese and half american and enjoys wearing a large amount of green hair grease on his dark hair...it has became a defining characteristic for him. He just like his hair stands out in the crowd ( even when he's not a dragon). He is outgoing, gregarious, justified, and sometimes quite troublesome as trouble has a way to find him. He has a crush on Rose, a blond girl who turned out to be a slayer of dragon( Hmm...classic disney conflict). They would constantly battle each other outside of school though none assume the identity of the other until much later. I found this cartoon series incredibly funny, and loved it :D

March 8, 2012 (Objectivism)

I had a fairly pleasant evening today with only minimum amount of homework, yet I still managed to be typing my blog at 11:10 at night. Sometimes I just don't get myself :P. Alright, a reflection on my day. Today went on generally quite well and I was surprised by some teacher's kindness towards me. I decided that the world is filled with too many opportunities for me to give up. I suppose I will try even harder then :) . These days I decided to talk about philosophical things in my blog to fill up some empty space and also to fill my thoughts. Last time I discussed the meaning of life( for those who didn't read it, my answer is to LIVE. If you don't understand, please go check it out :)) Today I would like to give feedback toward Ayn Rand and her philosophical approach towards life- objectivism. I would personally say that I stand in between her theory and her opposites. It is true that men should do their best in pursuing their own happiness, but could they put that value above all means? What of morality then? Should rationality completely take over emotions and become the supreme of human beings? I honestly don't know. Just thought her theory was kind of interesting. Should we try to make our lives happy and make that the objective of our existence?

March 7, 2012 ( Interesting indeed)

Today in this blog post I would like to focus on the philosophical element of " What is the meaning of life"? What is the meaning of life, people wondered throughout century, when life itself is ephemeral and short-lived? What is the point of not enjoying yourself when you are on this Earth? Here, I will give my personal opinion. We exist and live for the very same reason other organisms on Earth existed and lived. We did not exist for some sort of divine purpose, we are just here because we ARE. We have a natural instinct to live and survive. We don't live because there is some sort of deep divine mission throughout our life, we live because we have a natural crave to WANT to live. And that by itself is a holy purpose that kept life going on Earth for years. Animals also have the same crave. It is true that sometimes life gets hard and you seemed to be in a struggle without end, but instead of focusing on the question of " why should I struggle?" focus on the problem itself. Oftentimes the people who actually have the time to question" Why should I struggle" are not trying hard enough nor are they devoted to their skill. Life is short and beautiful, and through its shortness do we really learn to treasure it. Treasure every moment you have on this Earth and worry about the meaning of it later, when you're dead. I think this will make life a lot easier.

March 6, 2012 ( Individualism)

Having read a couple of books illustrating the concept of individualism, I decided that I will today share my opinions about it. Individualism is something that sets each and every person unique. Every single person has individuality within them, as each and every one of them is a separate individual. No two individuals on Earth can ever be identical. The problem lies in the express of one's unique individuality. Some people were afraid to be different and conserve their own individualism. In a selfless society where scarification for your brothers is the center of all morals, this will be the case. Individualism marks people different which is promoting inequality. I don't personally think it is important for one to "TRY" to let their individualism shine. Individualism is something that flows naturally in their actions and ways, it will be expressed naturally if one does not try to suppress it. People often mistake blunt speech and capricious actions as signs of individualism, I don't think so. Always speaking of the thing that is on your mind and not concealing your inside thought is not individualism. As mentioned, individualism is what sets you unique from others and it shouldn't be forced out. Blunt speech pattern can be an aspect of a person's personality, but does that set a person as an " individual"? What is an individual? An individual is someone that is different from others with something unique about him. If you were to see someone you dislike and say right to his or her face, " I hate you." Is that individualism? To talk without consideration, is that individualism? I just want to once again emphasize that individualism is not a forced element, if one does not suppress his or her character out of the desire for conformity, he or she is expressing individualism.

March 5, 2012 ( Reason why)

I decide to do in this blog a reflection of my current behavior. My bed time seemed to have been postponed later and later and I know that this kind of situation can't continue on. What exactly did I do that was different? Well I know that I started to fear that I won't be able to finish my work in the morning so I started working into the night. Is there a solution to this? Probably not in the short term. Perhaps I should start putting homework instead of studying in the weekends. Yeah, that is the only solution. I've been procrastinating homework wise and this habit is got to stop. Alright, then problem solved. THese days I am focusing to get my math grade up and it seemed to have worked. I can always get a pretty standard score if I studied hard and tried to catch up which is always nice thing to see. You should have seen my reaction last time when I saw my score, I had anticipated a far lower score! I guess handwork can really overcome anything:) Alright, I still have one more work to do. I have to finish my MUN speech for tomorrow and perhaps practice a couple of times. I also realized why my MUN grades weren't standard, I never practice for my speeches. I used to not need to, but I have apparently lost practice. Well, practice makes perfect. Hopefully, this will save my MUN grade this quarter :D

Sunday, March 4, 2012 ( I'm not Afraid)

We have too many things due tomorrow. A poem and a test!!! For English and History!!! I don't know what to do. I guess I'll have a pretty long night then....I suppose rather then winning, I should just stand up and face the problem head on. I'm already half done with my poem, and finished studying half my history...Now, I will study history first then do the poem. My grammar now sucked like hell but I couldn't help it. Am I afraid I'll stay up all night doing this? No. I'm not because I KNOW for a fact that I will. What do you know? Hahahaa. I'll probably be working until like three in the morning. I'll probably sit aside during basketball practice tomorrow because I have a stomachache...Oh well, life just doesn't treat you too kind at times. There are, however, things that can comfort me. Right now I am listening to Green Day's 21 Guns piano cover by a guy named Robin. It is awesome! I probably listened to it for like ten times throughout the weekend! His music comforted me and now I felt that I'm ready for anything. Oh well, better get back to work then. If anyone of my friends wants to contact me, you guys will be able to reach me until at least two o clock tonight. Have fun doing whatever it is that you guys are doing! Good luck!

March 1, 2012 ( Time flies)

As I consciously peaked at the calendar, I realized that it is March 2, 2012. My freshman year is already more then half over. Then I'm going to go to tenth grade, and the same thing will happen again. It has been my wish to finish high school quickly and go to the college of my choice. I imagined my self as a confident and bright individual, one who is pretty         witty and happy. Now, I realized may I'd like to slow down a little bit. I mean, what's the hurry? As I know now how time flies, I would have to grasp every minute as if it is the very last. Alright. I suppose this will cover for the part about time flies. Now I can just type about random things about my day. My entry is not focused, I know, but I really ran out of things to write about. I just a pair of pretty cool mirror twins named Helena and Maria sing on youtube. They are pretty good singers and have a good country voice. I really like them. Ok....They are about 25 or 26 right now and I think sells their music on itunes. What is really especially cool about them is their mirror twiness. I didn't know that this kind of thing existed before, but a mirror twin are twins that often have opposite traits. Helena I think is right-handed while Maria is left-handed. PRetty cool, huh?