Now THAT title just sounds like a psychology analysis for a college course. Maybe? No? Okkie dokkies. .__.'' End of the month! Yay! =) March 1st marks the day of.....my eye doctor appointment this year? o-O Okay...so normally it doesn't really mean much, or if anything at all, BUT it IS another day. =) Sooo time to make the bestest of it. Besides that loverly concept, end of the month! Time to reflect on if there has been any improvement. And I would have to go wiiiiiith -drumroll- no...not really. As a matter of fact, I would have to say that there has been a bit of a regression on the New Year's goal/wish/wishful thinking concept. Hopefully March is a better month and I'll get back on track. Progress pretty pleasies? Crossing my fingers. >.<
On that note, I'm going to sleep. Sleeeep~ x.x
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
022710 Seeds of Love
Found in packages and colorful strings
Smiles with every petal that growth brings
Labels with delicate, flourished script
A stream trickles cracks of soil that slipped
Sunlight that bathes leaves clean and vibrant
Thriving and fragrant, friendship’s scent
Some girls want flowers, red or white
Cliché with passion, gold and silver’s trite
It’s known to reverie of kisses in the rain
Oh fluttering butterflies of naïve inane
Banal to end love letters with three words
A million times in movies with pallid birds
If I receive a letter, I want no scented paper
No forged pledge that turns the heart to vapor
I want something that ends with a laugh
With inside jokes sewn as the other half
Silly doodles drawn in margins of space
Chuckles at the shameless art disgrace
A quote from a poet, bittersweet of taste
Followed by curling thoughts never of waste
From Dickinson’s ponder on what a wave much be
To Poe’s melancholy kingdom by the sea
With words as kindly as angel feathers from above
To plant a field of care with seeds of love
Smiles with every petal that growth brings
Labels with delicate, flourished script
A stream trickles cracks of soil that slipped
Sunlight that bathes leaves clean and vibrant
Thriving and fragrant, friendship’s scent
Some girls want flowers, red or white
Cliché with passion, gold and silver’s trite
It’s known to reverie of kisses in the rain
Oh fluttering butterflies of naïve inane
Banal to end love letters with three words
A million times in movies with pallid birds
If I receive a letter, I want no scented paper
No forged pledge that turns the heart to vapor
I want something that ends with a laugh
With inside jokes sewn as the other half
Silly doodles drawn in margins of space
Chuckles at the shameless art disgrace
A quote from a poet, bittersweet of taste
Followed by curling thoughts never of waste
From Dickinson’s ponder on what a wave much be
To Poe’s melancholy kingdom by the sea
With words as kindly as angel feathers from above
To plant a field of care with seeds of love
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Me = Romance? Try Bothersome Feelings
"Some people call it romance. I call it bothersome feelings."
Which is exactly what I told an acquaintance of mine when she tried to probe me of spilling imaginary beans.... I say imaginary because I can see her side where she suspects that I'm keeping something from her when I'm not. But then again, those kind of conversations are always irritating anyway. Interesting..isn't it? I will admit to something though. Simply put, I'm afraid. I'll admit it. Whether she reads this...(which I seriously DOUBT)....or not is really not my problem. Hm. Cynical + annoyance = prickly. Prickly...indeed.
I will hold to what I say true to what I'm currently feeling though. When you're attached to someone in the early stages, (e.g. crushing, daydreaming, stalking-them-on-facebook-trying-to-get-their-AIM-screenname) it's just very, VERY time consuming. It's like a black hole, eating up all the time of your ONLY life. (Ignoring the beliefs of religion AKA ignoring the inner acknowledgemeant of afterlife.) I don't get it at all. Having fluffy feelings takes up a lot of time and energy. It's....just....bothersome, especially when it's only wishful thinking. Wishful, hopeless thinking. Depressing isn't it? Nods for reader. Good for me. =.= -pats-
It's frustrating I think. To be bitter. I think bitterness is such a tossy-turny-scabby feeling. In plainer more English terms, tossy-turny is referring to the way how people toss and turn from thinking senseless, unimportant things at night that keep them up anyway. Scabby feeling is the feeling symbolizes the feeling that one gets when you get a scab. It's annoying. It's itchy and you just want it OFF. You want to flick it off and never worry about it ever again. That's what it means in the Little-Totoro Dictionary. I know I'm bitter and I know that I want it and yet at the same time I want to skip steps to get to my destination. Like Alex Hitchens says in the movie Hitch
"He's not sure that he could just walk up to you and you'd respond if he said 'I like you.' I LIKE you!"
And why not? Why can't it be that simple? It's just an exchange right? A selfless exchange of being happy at the same time with no strings attached. It's a rather tossy-turny-scabby feeling. (By the way, NOW you understand it...right? Hope the Little-Totoro Dictionary was clear.)
I don't understand this part of me. I'm usually much more patient with things and yet this bothers me to no end. It bothers me................. -curls up into a ball and rocks back and forth- So.....yes, I get it people of the world. You WANT romance. You WANT love in your life. The buzzy, electricity feeling. The butterflies in your stomach. The cutesy, fluffy whirlwind of rose petals and selfless attraction where you'd do anything to make the significant other happy. Yay. Congrats pour toi. Me? I'm unstable when it comes to emotions, so I close them off. It's MUCH, MUCH simplier that way, even though I want it with the rest of you. So be released, fishies in the sea. Swim freeeeeeeeee!~ For there are other fishies for you to meet. Yay.......
I do hope that this doesn't put a damper on your opinion of it though. It's a blog. Blog's purpose is to rant or state opinions. So...since I'm in an indifferent mood now. Friendly reminder has now ended. =) Good day.
Which is exactly what I told an acquaintance of mine when she tried to probe me of spilling imaginary beans.... I say imaginary because I can see her side where she suspects that I'm keeping something from her when I'm not. But then again, those kind of conversations are always irritating anyway. Interesting..isn't it? I will admit to something though. Simply put, I'm afraid. I'll admit it. Whether she reads this...(which I seriously DOUBT)....or not is really not my problem. Hm. Cynical + annoyance = prickly. Prickly...indeed.
I will hold to what I say true to what I'm currently feeling though. When you're attached to someone in the early stages, (e.g. crushing, daydreaming, stalking-them-on-facebook-trying-to-get-their-AIM-screenname) it's just very, VERY time consuming. It's like a black hole, eating up all the time of your ONLY life. (Ignoring the beliefs of religion AKA ignoring the inner acknowledgemeant of afterlife.) I don't get it at all. Having fluffy feelings takes up a lot of time and energy. It's....just....bothersome, especially when it's only wishful thinking. Wishful, hopeless thinking. Depressing isn't it? Nods for reader. Good for me. =.= -pats-
It's frustrating I think. To be bitter. I think bitterness is such a tossy-turny-scabby feeling. In plainer more English terms, tossy-turny is referring to the way how people toss and turn from thinking senseless, unimportant things at night that keep them up anyway. Scabby feeling is the feeling symbolizes the feeling that one gets when you get a scab. It's annoying. It's itchy and you just want it OFF. You want to flick it off and never worry about it ever again. That's what it means in the Little-Totoro Dictionary. I know I'm bitter and I know that I want it and yet at the same time I want to skip steps to get to my destination. Like Alex Hitchens says in the movie Hitch
"He's not sure that he could just walk up to you and you'd respond if he said 'I like you.' I LIKE you!"
And why not? Why can't it be that simple? It's just an exchange right? A selfless exchange of being happy at the same time with no strings attached. It's a rather tossy-turny-scabby feeling. (By the way, NOW you understand it...right? Hope the Little-Totoro Dictionary was clear.)
I don't understand this part of me. I'm usually much more patient with things and yet this bothers me to no end. It bothers me................. -curls up into a ball and rocks back and forth- So.....yes, I get it people of the world. You WANT romance. You WANT love in your life. The buzzy, electricity feeling. The butterflies in your stomach. The cutesy, fluffy whirlwind of rose petals and selfless attraction where you'd do anything to make the significant other happy. Yay. Congrats pour toi. Me? I'm unstable when it comes to emotions, so I close them off. It's MUCH, MUCH simplier that way, even though I want it with the rest of you. So be released, fishies in the sea. Swim freeeeeeeeee!~ For there are other fishies for you to meet. Yay.......
I do hope that this doesn't put a damper on your opinion of it though. It's a blog. Blog's purpose is to rant or state opinions. So...since I'm in an indifferent mood now. Friendly reminder has now ended. =) Good day.
Me = Humored Quiz Taker
Ok...so...I didn't have much homework today, except find out the meanings of 20 vocabulary words, but that doesn't really count. So...I looked back on some Facebook quizzes that I have taken within the past week. Interesting results now that I read and think on them. Interesting indeed. (Well, at least to ME, they're interesting.) More food for thought I suppose.
For -CENSORED- who -CENSORED- below are their affection analysis :
- Fun to be with
- Secretive
- Difficult to fathom and to be understood
- Quiet unless excited or tensed
- Takes pride in oneself
- Has reputation
- Easily consoled
- Honest
- Concern about people´s feelings
- Tactful
- Friendly
- Approachable
- Very emotional
- Temperamental and unpredictable
COMMENTARY: Pride. No. Reputation. That's laughable. Tactful. I don't know what I'm doing half the time. I'm unpredictable? As for everything else. Me no knows .______.'' Although quiet unless exited or tensed is accurate I suppose and emotional to an extent...hrm?
Dear -CENSORED-, below are your PSYCHOLOGY PERSONALITY test result:
Mysterious... oftentimes, a loner. You know your true friends and only them are allowed to understand the real you.
You hide your emotions... Sometimes pretending to be always happy. Sometimes, not giving even a hint of what you really feel.
You search for love... you’re a hopeless romantic and every time you enter a relationship, you give your all and believe “this is the One.”
You appreciate simple things in life... You hate complicating things that’s why you’re typically up-front in any aspect.
You’re an ideal boyfriend/girlfriend... You don’t care if your partner doesn’t really love you as long as you love him/her. You give your all...
You’re intimidating! People have an impression that you’re elite—or if not, you simply look sophisticated. You gain praises but not companions.
You love actions... with the hero-like taste! You focus on your strengths and use them to protect persons/things that are important to you.
COMMENTARY: Hopeless romantic. Now THAT I'm really not sure about.
Dear -CENSORED-, you have finish taken The Clothes You Wear Personality Test.
The analysis: You are probably a clever and adventurous person. You love to learn new things, and enjoy socializing with friends. Although you enjoy your freedom, you cherish peacefulness and like to spend time alone with your thoughts.
What others see from your style:
You tend to be a gentle
Pleasant person
You love nature
At least some of the arts
Derive great satisfaction from being helpful
You are stubborn
Are not interested in wealth
Power
What your nightclothes reveal:
You are friendly
Always in good mood
You are candid
Helpful
Can be sexy at times too
What others see from your ties:
You are a caring people
You are romantic
Witty
Easygoing
You compromise rather than confront
Love nature
What others see from your belts:
If there's not a single belt in your wardrobe
You like freedom
Are opposed to all kinds of rules
You are creative
Very good at work that requires you to stretch your imagination
Your main downfall
However
Is that you can be very moody
What others see from your shoes:
You're very young at heart
You regard freedom highly
Don't like to be controlled by a set of rules
You don't like conflict
Will compromise wherever possible
Cheerful
COMMENTARY: sexy?! HAHA, that made me laugh. AAAND yeah I'll admit, I can be really moody at times.
Dear -CENSORED-, below are your Personality Tests result:
Who is your true self: You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.
Your view on yourself:
Other people find you very interesting
But you are really hiding your true self
Your friends love you because you are a good listener
They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them
The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking:
You like serious
Smart
Determined people
You don't judge a book by its cover
So good-looking people aren't necessarily your style
This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes
Your readiness to commit to a relationship:
You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person
And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that pe
The seriousness of your love:
Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex
In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive
So you will find yourself with plenty of dates
Your views on education:
Education is very important in life
You want to study hard
Learn as much as you can
The right job for you:
You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of t
You need to choose something
Go for it to be happy
Achieve success
How do you view success:
You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career
Nothing will stop you from trying
What are you most afraid of:
You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble
You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself
Independence is important to you
COMMENTARY: I'm NOT: full of energy and I LACK confidence. What silliness is dish?! Pft.
A buffet for thought. =) Hehe. ^^
For -CENSORED- who -CENSORED- below are their affection analysis :
- Fun to be with
- Secretive
- Difficult to fathom and to be understood
- Quiet unless excited or tensed
- Takes pride in oneself
- Has reputation
- Easily consoled
- Honest
- Concern about people´s feelings
- Tactful
- Friendly
- Approachable
- Very emotional
- Temperamental and unpredictable
COMMENTARY: Pride. No. Reputation. That's laughable. Tactful. I don't know what I'm doing half the time. I'm unpredictable? As for everything else. Me no knows .______.'' Although quiet unless exited or tensed is accurate I suppose and emotional to an extent...hrm?
Dear -CENSORED-, below are your PSYCHOLOGY PERSONALITY test result:
Mysterious... oftentimes, a loner. You know your true friends and only them are allowed to understand the real you.
You hide your emotions... Sometimes pretending to be always happy. Sometimes, not giving even a hint of what you really feel.
You search for love... you’re a hopeless romantic and every time you enter a relationship, you give your all and believe “this is the One.”
You appreciate simple things in life... You hate complicating things that’s why you’re typically up-front in any aspect.
You’re an ideal boyfriend/girlfriend... You don’t care if your partner doesn’t really love you as long as you love him/her. You give your all...
You’re intimidating! People have an impression that you’re elite—or if not, you simply look sophisticated. You gain praises but not companions.
You love actions... with the hero-like taste! You focus on your strengths and use them to protect persons/things that are important to you.
COMMENTARY: Hopeless romantic. Now THAT I'm really not sure about.
Dear -CENSORED-, you have finish taken The Clothes You Wear Personality Test.
The analysis: You are probably a clever and adventurous person. You love to learn new things, and enjoy socializing with friends. Although you enjoy your freedom, you cherish peacefulness and like to spend time alone with your thoughts.
What others see from your style:
You tend to be a gentle
Pleasant person
You love nature
At least some of the arts
Derive great satisfaction from being helpful
You are stubborn
Are not interested in wealth
Power
What your nightclothes reveal:
You are friendly
Always in good mood
You are candid
Helpful
Can be sexy at times too
What others see from your ties:
You are a caring people
You are romantic
Witty
Easygoing
You compromise rather than confront
Love nature
What others see from your belts:
If there's not a single belt in your wardrobe
You like freedom
Are opposed to all kinds of rules
You are creative
Very good at work that requires you to stretch your imagination
Your main downfall
However
Is that you can be very moody
What others see from your shoes:
You're very young at heart
You regard freedom highly
Don't like to be controlled by a set of rules
You don't like conflict
Will compromise wherever possible
Cheerful
COMMENTARY: sexy?! HAHA, that made me laugh. AAAND yeah I'll admit, I can be really moody at times.
Dear -CENSORED-, below are your Personality Tests result:
Who is your true self: You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.
Your view on yourself:
Other people find you very interesting
But you are really hiding your true self
Your friends love you because you are a good listener
They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them
The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking:
You like serious
Smart
Determined people
You don't judge a book by its cover
So good-looking people aren't necessarily your style
This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes
Your readiness to commit to a relationship:
You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person
And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that pe
The seriousness of your love:
Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex
In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive
So you will find yourself with plenty of dates
Your views on education:
Education is very important in life
You want to study hard
Learn as much as you can
The right job for you:
You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of t
You need to choose something
Go for it to be happy
Achieve success
How do you view success:
You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career
Nothing will stop you from trying
What are you most afraid of:
You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble
You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself
Independence is important to you
COMMENTARY: I'm NOT: full of energy and I LACK confidence. What silliness is dish?! Pft.
A buffet for thought. =) Hehe. ^^
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Me = National Sarcasm Day Proposal...Or Not
The seed of thought for National Sarcasm Day was planted in my earlier post, Me = Stressing Wannabe Scholar. It should be a whole week!!!! A whole week of sarcasm!!! Which for American teens/college students SHOULDN'T be hard at all. =) Kee kee kee... My opinion was since there was National Towel Day...why not National Sarcasm Day/Week? My CSUF friend AKA friend who taught me what a booty call was said and I quote
"because a towel is the most important piece of equipment you can have."
I pondered on it in the literal approach. Could be. Yes yes, very well could be. Although that's seen in the eye of the beholder. =) Allllllll right Mishtah Teko. Explain National Doughnut/Donut Day!
References in this blog:
http://watchingstarsinshadows.blogspot.com/2010/02/me-stressing-wannabe-scholar.html
(Me = Stressing Wannabe Scholar)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Doughnut_Day
(National Doughnut/Donut Day <-- >=3)
P.S. Forgive me for my silliness for there's already National Sarcasm Month AKA October, but I suppose that being October is also National Breast Cancer Awareness Month, everyone's (including schools) are breathing down your neck to donate. Not bashing on that. Donate, donate. I had a great aunt that had breast cancer. She survived. Yay. =) Someone could've saved her with donated money to go into research or something of the sort. Not sure how that works out, but it did for her. Sha la la la la la~
http://www.goofball.com/news/News__Bizarre_National_Holidays_1
(National Sarcasm Month)
^-- So......it's a whole month now. Awwwwwesomefulness. =)
"because a towel is the most important piece of equipment you can have."
I pondered on it in the literal approach. Could be. Yes yes, very well could be. Although that's seen in the eye of the beholder. =) Allllllll right Mishtah Teko. Explain National Doughnut/Donut Day!
References in this blog:
http://watchingstarsinshadows.blogspot.com/2010/02/me-stressing-wannabe-scholar.html
(Me = Stressing Wannabe Scholar)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Doughnut_Day
(National Doughnut/Donut Day <-- >=3)
P.S. Forgive me for my silliness for there's already National Sarcasm Month AKA October, but I suppose that being October is also National Breast Cancer Awareness Month, everyone's (including schools) are breathing down your neck to donate. Not bashing on that. Donate, donate. I had a great aunt that had breast cancer. She survived. Yay. =) Someone could've saved her with donated money to go into research or something of the sort. Not sure how that works out, but it did for her. Sha la la la la la~
http://www.goofball.com/news/News__Bizarre_National_Holidays_1
(National Sarcasm Month)
^-- So......it's a whole month now. Awwwwwesomefulness. =)
Me = "A Lesson Before Dying"
Reminder to self:
Never.........procrastinate paragraphs for a 9 paragraph (cut it down from 12 to 9, could not take it anymore) analysis for an English paper. Darn that....habit of going it over 5 times to self correct and improve diction. That....was....absolute....gahhhhhhh. -dies-
Never.........procrastinate paragraphs for a 9 paragraph (cut it down from 12 to 9, could not take it anymore) analysis for an English paper. Darn that....habit of going it over 5 times to self correct and improve diction. That....was....absolute....gahhhhhhh. -dies-
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Me = Thwarted By English
[Score: English=0 Me=1]
My English teacher congratulated me that I was the only person who got above 95%s on all of my reading analysis for a novel that I have to read in school. That was loverly, but English has never really been that much of something to sweat over. So...I just shrugged it off and continued to sleep in class because the teacher talks about how people have to focus more on school because it's important to move on in life. ALWAYS. It's a free period. Joy to the world.
[Score: English=1 Me=1]
Don't get me wrong. I really enjoy English. It's pretty fun for me, BUT.......why does analysis that can be explained within 3 sentences have to be stretched out worthlessly and beaten to death with a bat (Aha...metaphor...my English teacher should be proud... =.=) within a 12 paragraph (at the least) essay. Mrrph.. x.x
[Score: English=2 Me=2] <--in the long run
I'm going to get into English 4AP. I just have to. >.< I want to see what it's like and because it's practically a Major that I was going to pursue. English Major. Read, read, read, read, read and analysis analysis analysis. Vocabulary is the worst. Memorizing words like I'm supposed to be taking a SAT on words that I'm going to use in everyday conversation and for 40-50 years of my future occupation.
[Score: English=2 Me=3]
I won't have stressful homework for the rest of this week/weekend. Just sources cards where I cite 5 resources. I win. That's right. I win against an inanimate object. It's not even an object.
[Imaginary Score: English=100000000000... Me=3]
Since this is an imaginary score, English is making me go crazy in the end, so it wins. Joy to the woooooorld~ -crumbles-
I think my eyes are dying. RIP mon les yeux. -rolls over and dies-
My English teacher congratulated me that I was the only person who got above 95%s on all of my reading analysis for a novel that I have to read in school. That was loverly, but English has never really been that much of something to sweat over. So...I just shrugged it off and continued to sleep in class because the teacher talks about how people have to focus more on school because it's important to move on in life. ALWAYS. It's a free period. Joy to the world.
[Score: English=1 Me=1]
Don't get me wrong. I really enjoy English. It's pretty fun for me, BUT.......why does analysis that can be explained within 3 sentences have to be stretched out worthlessly and beaten to death with a bat (Aha...metaphor...my English teacher should be proud... =.=) within a 12 paragraph (at the least) essay. Mrrph.. x.x
[Score: English=2 Me=2] <--in the long run
I'm going to get into English 4AP. I just have to. >.< I want to see what it's like and because it's practically a Major that I was going to pursue. English Major. Read, read, read, read, read and analysis analysis analysis. Vocabulary is the worst. Memorizing words like I'm supposed to be taking a SAT on words that I'm going to use in everyday conversation and for 40-50 years of my future occupation.
[Score: English=2 Me=3]
I won't have stressful homework for the rest of this week/weekend. Just sources cards where I cite 5 resources. I win. That's right. I win against an inanimate object. It's not even an object.
[Imaginary Score: English=100000000000... Me=3]
Since this is an imaginary score, English is making me go crazy in the end, so it wins. Joy to the woooooorld~ -crumbles-
I think my eyes are dying. RIP mon les yeux. -rolls over and dies-
Monday, February 22, 2010
022210 Rain is Bitter, Earth is Sweet
The rain is bitter
The earth is sweet
But the flowers are bittersweet
The rain brings tears
The soil is fertile
But hidden under the surface
Is the air standing still
The rain is clear
The ground sings
But against the cold window
The head muddles, sight stings
At Death’s celebrated guidance
At the black lace a la fête
The heart dangles above subsidence
A raw silence within silhouettes
Vibrant memories dull to monochrome
Evidence that stands collect dust
Reminding time reigns over thoughts that roam
Opaque smiles, holding it as one as the ends rust
A candle blown out
A rising curling smoke
A dead end of the route
No adieu, naught spoke
The rain is bitter
The earth is sweet
The flowers are always bittersweet
RIP Jon
The earth is sweet
But the flowers are bittersweet
The rain brings tears
The soil is fertile
But hidden under the surface
Is the air standing still
The rain is clear
The ground sings
But against the cold window
The head muddles, sight stings
At Death’s celebrated guidance
At the black lace a la fête
The heart dangles above subsidence
A raw silence within silhouettes
Vibrant memories dull to monochrome
Evidence that stands collect dust
Reminding time reigns over thoughts that roam
Opaque smiles, holding it as one as the ends rust
A candle blown out
A rising curling smoke
A dead end of the route
No adieu, naught spoke
The rain is bitter
The earth is sweet
The flowers are always bittersweet
RIP Jon
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Me = Prolific Weekend....er?
If there was a stupid song for 3 day weekends, I'd sing it. =) (Kind of like how there's a stupid song about school with the 12 Days of Christmas tune. If you're not aware of it, here:
On the first day of school my teacher gave to me…
Some homework that last for a week.
On the second day of school my teacher gave to me…
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the third day of school my teacher gave to me…
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the fourth day of school my teacher gave to me…
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the fifth day of school my teacher gave to me…
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the sixth day of school my teacher gave to me…
6 college problems
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the seventh day of school my teacher gave to me…
7 grammar errors
6 college problems
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the eighth day of school my teacher gave to me…
8 angry warnings
7 grammar errors
6 college problems
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the ninth day of school my teacher gave to me…
9 long detentions
8 angry warnings
7 grammar errors
6 college problems
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the tenth day of school my teacher gave to me…
10 parent meetings
9 long detentions
8 angry warnings
7 grammar errors
6 college problems
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the eleventh day of school my teacher gave to me…
11 calls home
10 parent meetings
9 long detentions
8 angry warnings
7 grammar errors
6 college problems
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the twelfth day of school my teacher gave to me…
12 week suspension
11 calls home
10 parent meetings
9 long detentions
8 angry warnings
7 grammar errors
6 college problems
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
One of my friends had it as a note on facebook. Thank God. Yay for the copy and paste concept! Was that lame? ^^'')
Anyway, on Saturday I started the day with waking up at 12:30 (noon, which is always a welcome way to start a weeend, no?) and going to Hip Hop practice for a run through of the routine that we're going to dance on Thursday. Whew, it's coming closer and closer and I'm starting to get more excited than nervous. =) Around 6:30 or so I went to watch one of my friends' band Look Behind You! play at Home Brew Coffee in San Dimas. I would've bought something from there if it wasn't so damn expensive. Fae Mao and I ended up eating at a Mexican restaurant across from it and considering how I can't stand 90% of Mexican food, I had a lot of water. Yes, I'm a weak sauce with spicy food. I can't even eat curry with pepper without water or milk. Waits for the laughter. Hears crickets. Good. =) -pats reader on the head-
Today, I went to a Fish Liberation ceremony and I would have to say that was a really inspirational way to start Chinese New Year, despite how I woke up at 8 in the morning. As for how it's Valentine's Day, Single Awareness Day AND Chinese New Year all at once today, I think that I spent it pretty decently. Took a nice nap, watched 2 movies, was productive and made a sign for a booth at an event that the Bliss and Wisdom organization is holding on February 28th. So, not bad, not bad at all. =) Hopefully, you had a nice and relaxing day as well today.
References from this post:
http://www.myspace.com/lookbehindyoumusic
(my friend's band music page)
http://www.yelp.com/biz/home-brew-coffee-company-san-dimas
(Home Brew Coffee)
On the first day of school my teacher gave to me…
Some homework that last for a week.
On the second day of school my teacher gave to me…
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the third day of school my teacher gave to me…
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the fourth day of school my teacher gave to me…
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the fifth day of school my teacher gave to me…
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the sixth day of school my teacher gave to me…
6 college problems
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the seventh day of school my teacher gave to me…
7 grammar errors
6 college problems
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the eighth day of school my teacher gave to me…
8 angry warnings
7 grammar errors
6 college problems
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the ninth day of school my teacher gave to me…
9 long detentions
8 angry warnings
7 grammar errors
6 college problems
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the tenth day of school my teacher gave to me…
10 parent meetings
9 long detentions
8 angry warnings
7 grammar errors
6 college problems
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the eleventh day of school my teacher gave to me…
11 calls home
10 parent meetings
9 long detentions
8 angry warnings
7 grammar errors
6 college problems
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
On the twelfth day of school my teacher gave to me…
12 week suspension
11 calls home
10 parent meetings
9 long detentions
8 angry warnings
7 grammar errors
6 college problems
5 goldennnn F’s.
4 hard tests
3 projects
2 workbooks
and some homework that last for a week.
One of my friends had it as a note on facebook. Thank God. Yay for the copy and paste concept! Was that lame? ^^'')
Anyway, on Saturday I started the day with waking up at 12:30 (noon, which is always a welcome way to start a weeend, no?) and going to Hip Hop practice for a run through of the routine that we're going to dance on Thursday. Whew, it's coming closer and closer and I'm starting to get more excited than nervous. =) Around 6:30 or so I went to watch one of my friends' band Look Behind You! play at Home Brew Coffee in San Dimas. I would've bought something from there if it wasn't so damn expensive. Fae Mao and I ended up eating at a Mexican restaurant across from it and considering how I can't stand 90% of Mexican food, I had a lot of water. Yes, I'm a weak sauce with spicy food. I can't even eat curry with pepper without water or milk. Waits for the laughter. Hears crickets. Good. =) -pats reader on the head-
Today, I went to a Fish Liberation ceremony and I would have to say that was a really inspirational way to start Chinese New Year, despite how I woke up at 8 in the morning. As for how it's Valentine's Day, Single Awareness Day AND Chinese New Year all at once today, I think that I spent it pretty decently. Took a nice nap, watched 2 movies, was productive and made a sign for a booth at an event that the Bliss and Wisdom organization is holding on February 28th. So, not bad, not bad at all. =) Hopefully, you had a nice and relaxing day as well today.
References from this post:
http://www.myspace.com/lookbehindyoumusic
(my friend's band music page)
http://www.yelp.com/biz/home-brew-coffee-company-san-dimas
(Home Brew Coffee)
Saturday, February 13, 2010
021310 Heart of Rain
A curtain of tears falling to earth
Tasteless silence, only recalling mirth
Bittersweet loneliness put down by stares
Only defence is to throw back cold glares
Gentle and loving as it rains kisses from skies
Trying to soothe others’ palpable cries
A desperate wish from the solitary pain
A cling to colorful dreams to stay sane
A final, frantic sweep up the stairs
Looking back to see if anyone cares
Dwindling imperceptible stature in belief
Gives solace, but only knowing grief
Hermetic as the love slowly leaks
Leaving no armor, bare and weak
Tears in the silk, rips in the seams
Gazing out at the window’s gleam
Touching the cold transparent pane
Watching the clouds soil the land in stains
Wanting to cherish, imperfect to induce
For to tears is all she’ll ever reduce
Tasteless silence, only recalling mirth
Bittersweet loneliness put down by stares
Only defence is to throw back cold glares
Gentle and loving as it rains kisses from skies
Trying to soothe others’ palpable cries
A desperate wish from the solitary pain
A cling to colorful dreams to stay sane
A final, frantic sweep up the stairs
Looking back to see if anyone cares
Dwindling imperceptible stature in belief
Gives solace, but only knowing grief
Hermetic as the love slowly leaks
Leaving no armor, bare and weak
Tears in the silk, rips in the seams
Gazing out at the window’s gleam
Touching the cold transparent pane
Watching the clouds soil the land in stains
Wanting to cherish, imperfect to induce
For to tears is all she’ll ever reduce
Me = Informed Consumer
So let's get straight to the point. WATCH FOOD INC. and if you already have, DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. OoOoOOoOooOoh, look at me being all demanding, which by the way I find absolutely hilarious. (simply because I'd never say that in person) =P Apparently, I'm a little (ok, so way, way more than a little) irked that a corporation was responsible for a child's death AND DIDN'T APOLOGIZE FOR IT. Good God. And I'm a little confused as to what I am allowed to say because in the documentary, Oprah was apparently sued for talking about how she doesn't want to eat hamburger meat anymore. Le long and disappointed sigh. -_____________________-'' So...what am I allowed to say? Nothing? OooooOooOooOoOOooooh, okay. So pretty much, I'm supposed to sit here and not do anything while just letting technology take over and let them make frigging cows eat corn instead of grass and get E Coli when grass can clearly cure the cows from said E Coli. (sidenote: I'd like to see one of the stupid corporation CEOs explain to a kindergartner that one of the barn animals that they just learned in that cute litle song Old McDonald are being abused.) OH-KAY! (There were more than 5 outbreaks of E Coli in vegetables for pete's sake within the past decade!! VEGETABLES!) It's no secret that SOMEONE does something to the fruit in the supermarkets to make them look shinier. WHO THE HELL CARES!!! I can't even eat my apple by just washing it anymore because whatever the hell is on it, isn't washed off by just water. I have to actually cut the thing into pieces. (I pick apple by the way because I personally love apples.) Apples for the win, but I can make do without the coat of shiniess. THANK YOU VERY MUCH I've gotten my peek at what shady things happen. Just because of money. It's quite disgusting. (I say that with a bright smile and a stomach never to eat hamburgers again. I never liked it anyway so any angry American who reads this and feels that a personal opinion shouldn't be expressed can go run themselves over with the poor innocent cows, chickens and piggies being abused....HOW YOU LIKE THAT?!?!?!?!)
I'm not saying that eating meat is a sin. Christ (apparently any Christians that read this is going to get pissed, too....Joy), I eat and LOVE sushi. I also like shredded pork and taiwanese sausages that they sell at the food carts off the streets of Taiwan. But I DO think that people have the right to know what they're eating. EATING!!! This isn't even about some proposed heath care bill so people with only less than half their brain don't have to go staring at this post with a strand of unwanted (not to mention unattractive) drool being a puppet. Just go to a farmer's market and get fresher stuff. Oraganic food is a good idea. Fresh and Easy's a good way to start by the way. Thank about it. Chew on it. Spit it back out.
[Fun (not really) fact: 1 pound of meat takes 16 pounds of grain to maintain. <--(something else I learned today)]
Sooooooooooooo...bottom line.
WATCH FOOD INC. Smiley face.
I'm not saying that eating meat is a sin. Christ (apparently any Christians that read this is going to get pissed, too....Joy), I eat and LOVE sushi. I also like shredded pork and taiwanese sausages that they sell at the food carts off the streets of Taiwan. But I DO think that people have the right to know what they're eating. EATING!!! This isn't even about some proposed heath care bill so people with only less than half their brain don't have to go staring at this post with a strand of unwanted (not to mention unattractive) drool being a puppet. Just go to a farmer's market and get fresher stuff. Oraganic food is a good idea. Fresh and Easy's a good way to start by the way. Thank about it. Chew on it. Spit it back out.
[Fun (not really) fact: 1 pound of meat takes 16 pounds of grain to maintain. <--(something else I learned today)]
Sooooooooooooo...bottom line.
WATCH FOOD INC. Smiley face.
Friday, February 12, 2010
021210 Heart of a Candle
Cyan and white sparks dancing apart
Blue eyes and a placid, chaste heart
Flickering eyes beneath elegant lashes
Wavering and unsure, never thrashes
Still and patient, understanding gazes
Comforts with gentle smiles and soothing phrases
A light, a sign, a single beacon of hope
Effusive kindness, but denied the lesson to cope
A window-like mind, magical eloquence
A graceful insight with sprinkled innocence
The fragile smile shall soothe and ease
As welcoming as the coming of a gentle breeze
The rare white rose without its thorns
Vulnerable to inimical sneers and scorns
Oblivious of nightmares and corruption’s forms
Never to throw up icy walls, but arms safe and warm
The darkness waiting, seething to seize
But the flare ablaze its fingers to degrees
Untainted and clear it shares its glow
Eyes that calm, but a mind never to grow
Delicate and protected, a pure sin to kill
A soul that’s clean, a steadfast will
Dreading the eternal farewell with a sudden hiss
A semisweet memory for the heart of a candle is one to miss
Blue eyes and a placid, chaste heart
Flickering eyes beneath elegant lashes
Wavering and unsure, never thrashes
Still and patient, understanding gazes
Comforts with gentle smiles and soothing phrases
A light, a sign, a single beacon of hope
Effusive kindness, but denied the lesson to cope
A window-like mind, magical eloquence
A graceful insight with sprinkled innocence
The fragile smile shall soothe and ease
As welcoming as the coming of a gentle breeze
The rare white rose without its thorns
Vulnerable to inimical sneers and scorns
Oblivious of nightmares and corruption’s forms
Never to throw up icy walls, but arms safe and warm
The darkness waiting, seething to seize
But the flare ablaze its fingers to degrees
Untainted and clear it shares its glow
Eyes that calm, but a mind never to grow
Delicate and protected, a pure sin to kill
A soul that’s clean, a steadfast will
Dreading the eternal farewell with a sudden hiss
A semisweet memory for the heart of a candle is one to miss
Thursday, February 11, 2010
021210 The Last Song
Music notes soar through the sky
Little lullabies that flutter and fly
The tune that makes me close my eyes
Letters folded in half like white butterflies
Colors turn soft and tender to glance
Feeling the spirit waltz its spellbound dance
A true, fleeting smile along the shore
A harmonious laugh that lets the soul soar
The fearless, white candle to the shadow
The silver moon comforting stars trying to glow
Sonatas that dream the perfect dream
A melody as smooth as sweet cream
A memory of vivid joy brings a bright start
A feeling distant, yet familiar bloom from the heart
Delicate muse form the sea’s hymn
The waves tickle the sand and returns to swim
As the edge of the world you know disappears
The last song of the ocean’s concert brings you to tears
Little lullabies that flutter and fly
The tune that makes me close my eyes
Letters folded in half like white butterflies
Colors turn soft and tender to glance
Feeling the spirit waltz its spellbound dance
A true, fleeting smile along the shore
A harmonious laugh that lets the soul soar
The fearless, white candle to the shadow
The silver moon comforting stars trying to glow
Sonatas that dream the perfect dream
A melody as smooth as sweet cream
A memory of vivid joy brings a bright start
A feeling distant, yet familiar bloom from the heart
Delicate muse form the sea’s hymn
The waves tickle the sand and returns to swim
As the edge of the world you know disappears
The last song of the ocean’s concert brings you to tears
Me = Ant and Grasshopper Relation
Aha! I'm ahead in my research paper. CHEYEAH!~ =) The title is referring to that story of how the grasshopper was playing and having fun all summer and fall and the ant was very cleverly prearing for winter, and in the end, the grasshopper was cold and hungry in the winter because he didn't have the common sense to collect food. Me? I would like very much NOT to be that grasshopper. As for being the ant who prepares and does things AHEAD OF TIME?....... Yeah, I'm all right it. Hehe..^^ I was skimming through a book that I bought from the school book fair (also mentioned in the blog: Me = New Books for the Inner Cook in Me) that guides one through the concept of a research. Even though it was a bit pricey ($17) I think that it's worth it. The content is useful and I even marked it up so far with a highlighters and plan to go over it again with some sticky notes when I relax at the library on Saturday. (Potential plan?) The book's called MLA Handbook for Writers of Research Papers: SIXTH EDITION. Concise enough right? =3
I'm also reading a book right now called Freedom: The Courage to Be Yourself. Mom gave me a pile of books I would say a good month ago...and I figured to start. There's apparently other concepts that he writes about. I'd like to read one of this other concepts called awareness: The Key to Living in Balance. I think that it's very amusing to see life from another person's perspective. It's something to think about. Intuition: Knowing Beyond Logic and Creativity: Unleashing the Forces Within (corny...but we'll make do with it) seems to be interesting as well. The author is apparently Osho. I'm going to look this person up later. His point of views seem like pretty decent food for thought. =)
One more day before the three day weekend. Almost thereeeeee!~ =)
References in this post:
http://watchingstarsinshadows.blogspot.com/2010/02/me-new-books-for-inner-cook-in-me.html
(the post: Me = New Books for Inner Cook in Me)
http://www.amazon.com/Handbook-Writers-Research-Papers-2008/dp/B002TMI08G/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1266047636&sr=1-1
(MLA Handbook for Writers of Research Papers: 6th Edition)
http://www.amazon.com/Freedom-Courage-Yourself-Insights-Living/dp/0312320701/ref=sr_1_8?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1266047445&sr=1-8
(Freedom: The Courage to Be Yourself)
http://www.amazon.com/Intuition-Knowing-Beyond-Logic-Osho/dp/0312275676/ref=sr_1_6?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1266047559&sr=1-6
(Intuition: Knowing Beyond Logic)
http://www.amazon.com/Awareness-Living-Balance-Osho-Insights/dp/0312275633/ref=sr_1_10?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1266047559&sr=1-10
(Awareness: The Key to Living in Balance)
I'm also reading a book right now called Freedom: The Courage to Be Yourself. Mom gave me a pile of books I would say a good month ago...and I figured to start. There's apparently other concepts that he writes about. I'd like to read one of this other concepts called awareness: The Key to Living in Balance. I think that it's very amusing to see life from another person's perspective. It's something to think about. Intuition: Knowing Beyond Logic and Creativity: Unleashing the Forces Within (corny...but we'll make do with it) seems to be interesting as well. The author is apparently Osho. I'm going to look this person up later. His point of views seem like pretty decent food for thought. =)
One more day before the three day weekend. Almost thereeeeee!~ =)
References in this post:
http://watchingstarsinshadows.blogspot.com/2010/02/me-new-books-for-inner-cook-in-me.html
(the post: Me = New Books for Inner Cook in Me)
http://www.amazon.com/Handbook-Writers-Research-Papers-2008/dp/B002TMI08G/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1266047636&sr=1-1
(MLA Handbook for Writers of Research Papers: 6th Edition)
http://www.amazon.com/Freedom-Courage-Yourself-Insights-Living/dp/0312320701/ref=sr_1_8?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1266047445&sr=1-8
(Freedom: The Courage to Be Yourself)
http://www.amazon.com/Intuition-Knowing-Beyond-Logic-Osho/dp/0312275676/ref=sr_1_6?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1266047559&sr=1-6
(Intuition: Knowing Beyond Logic)
http://www.amazon.com/Awareness-Living-Balance-Osho-Insights/dp/0312275633/ref=sr_1_10?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1266047559&sr=1-10
(Awareness: The Key to Living in Balance)
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
020910 Heart of a Fruit Basket
A welcoming scene, a gracious host
Flawless compliments, loved by the most
Collects manners and presents a smile, clean and bright
Kind and intensely modest into the night
As many dresses as smiles and grace
Lightly declined promises of diamonds and lace
A la fête of secrecy and costumes galore
A few dances with money on the floor
So many faces it makes the cheeks ache
Presentation for pride? For who’s sake?
A display so sweet, many flavors of interest
Attended at every petite detail’s request
A cherry red with passion, bittersweet
Next to a sour plum due to the heat
A perky apple, blameless and scarlet
A pulpy orange’s neighbor, a silent threat
Grapes are the discourse so fickle and kind
Eyes of composed guilty, a molded mind
And yet a basket can only be so wide
When the apple falls, who then will by your side?
Strained and trying to rein it back in
But if you aren’t yourself...now, what is your sin?
Flawless compliments, loved by the most
Collects manners and presents a smile, clean and bright
Kind and intensely modest into the night
As many dresses as smiles and grace
Lightly declined promises of diamonds and lace
A la fête of secrecy and costumes galore
A few dances with money on the floor
So many faces it makes the cheeks ache
Presentation for pride? For who’s sake?
A display so sweet, many flavors of interest
Attended at every petite detail’s request
A cherry red with passion, bittersweet
Next to a sour plum due to the heat
A perky apple, blameless and scarlet
A pulpy orange’s neighbor, a silent threat
Grapes are the discourse so fickle and kind
Eyes of composed guilty, a molded mind
And yet a basket can only be so wide
When the apple falls, who then will by your side?
Strained and trying to rein it back in
But if you aren’t yourself...now, what is your sin?
020910 Heart of Candy
Sweet toffee smiles, fluttering lashes
To take it all in would take a dew dashes
Embroidering creamy silk is elegant lace
Candy apple lips, rose petal tinged face
Pearls of white chocolate dazzling bright
Such a guilty sin, but what a sight!
To have a giggling nibble makes taste buds sing
To savor more hides no wants as the heads ring
Enticing appeal, vibrant, rich words
A fantasy of bells and white birds
A promise, a wish so heavenly divine
A craving for scent, never to decline
Over time blinded with wishes sickly pure
Realizing too late the plans to lure
The purpose, the joy all temporary
It hurts to speak, more than the memory of chocolate berries
The regret, so butter, the love forgotten
You should’ve known candy makes your teeth rotten
To take it all in would take a dew dashes
Embroidering creamy silk is elegant lace
Candy apple lips, rose petal tinged face
Pearls of white chocolate dazzling bright
Such a guilty sin, but what a sight!
To have a giggling nibble makes taste buds sing
To savor more hides no wants as the heads ring
Enticing appeal, vibrant, rich words
A fantasy of bells and white birds
A promise, a wish so heavenly divine
A craving for scent, never to decline
Over time blinded with wishes sickly pure
Realizing too late the plans to lure
The purpose, the joy all temporary
It hurts to speak, more than the memory of chocolate berries
The regret, so butter, the love forgotten
You should’ve known candy makes your teeth rotten
Monday, February 8, 2010
020810 A Fine Line
When you cry, there’s joy or sorrow
Decisions are for today or saved tomorrow
When you smile, there’s a mask or bliss
To be true or play pretend, a trim amiss
When your knuckles turn tightly white
Either trapped or irate, will you put up a fight?
When you let your voice bubble with pleasure
Is it something you charade or truly treasure?
When you grin politely at the opposite gender
Is it polite simplicity or implying and tender?
When one’s verbose of another when absent
Is it a venting frustration or connoting resent?
Do you see this world crystal clear?
Or do you base things on what you hear?
Do you question and ponder on the media flourish?
Or see through the glasses of gossip’s wish?
Do you see the joy in darkness and pain?
To see the chances to strengthen your growth’s gain?
Or do you only hear of the glittering star’s glow?
The small, such insignificant light that the night will bestow
Such a false hope, such a common misunderstanding
To run is easier, to acquiesce to the demanding
But have you thought of the millions others who shine?
To comfort you and bring you confidence, hope’s design?
For your thought to stifle the North Star is refused
For there are many others, alone and confused
When you witness the sky and see the sparkling tapestry
There is more than one star shining, I shall guarantee
Do you feel the yearning to be sensible and pure?
If you’re at the fine line, you’ll blend into the night (that I’ll ensure)
Decisions are for today or saved tomorrow
When you smile, there’s a mask or bliss
To be true or play pretend, a trim amiss
When your knuckles turn tightly white
Either trapped or irate, will you put up a fight?
When you let your voice bubble with pleasure
Is it something you charade or truly treasure?
When you grin politely at the opposite gender
Is it polite simplicity or implying and tender?
When one’s verbose of another when absent
Is it a venting frustration or connoting resent?
Do you see this world crystal clear?
Or do you base things on what you hear?
Do you question and ponder on the media flourish?
Or see through the glasses of gossip’s wish?
Do you see the joy in darkness and pain?
To see the chances to strengthen your growth’s gain?
Or do you only hear of the glittering star’s glow?
The small, such insignificant light that the night will bestow
Such a false hope, such a common misunderstanding
To run is easier, to acquiesce to the demanding
But have you thought of the millions others who shine?
To comfort you and bring you confidence, hope’s design?
For your thought to stifle the North Star is refused
For there are many others, alone and confused
When you witness the sky and see the sparkling tapestry
There is more than one star shining, I shall guarantee
Do you feel the yearning to be sensible and pure?
If you’re at the fine line, you’ll blend into the night (that I’ll ensure)
Me = Witness of a Relaxing Monday
The Proposal. Great movie. (entertainment-wise) Period. =) The lines are funny and made me laugh out loud (yes, I "LOL-ed", ha..ha..get over it) instead of those movies that just make you smile at the corniness of it because it's only slightly amusing. The plot is...I will admit quite different and definitely something to muse over. I mean...falling in love with someone after you've hate them for the 3 years? (not to mentioned worked FOR them) It's a predictable storyline and has an uncommon concept, although the movie wrapped itself up like every other romance movie. Okay, so if you haven't seen it and you're planning to..here's the gist of it. Girl is a feminist. Guy works for said feminist. Girl and guy falls in love without knowing after spending roughly 3 days with each other. Girl runs away. Guy chases girl. Happily ever after. The End. Oh yeah, and along the way apparently there's something about "it's the morning", some very awkward (yet...so amusing) dance moves, and an extremely cute (not to mention, very trained) doggy named Kevin. =)
Besides watching the movie with Fae Mao, which was the main reason for the "relaxing" part of the title of this post. I turned in my AP forms, practiced hip hop for about 2 hours, ate yummy curry, ate yummy Coldstone's, and had a pretty good 5-10 minute run after school (despite the awkward kink in my right ankle, it was good exercise). Oh yeah, and I also got my packet for the research paper. First deadline is this Friday and I'm going to fill out all I can tomorrow. No procrastination this time. Nopey nope nopes!~ I'm energized for this paper and it's going to be the best I can make it! I haven't done research on something that I've been interested in awhile anyway, so this should get the adrenaline pumping and keep that awake and alert for the next couple discussion sessions in class about the paper. Optimism for the win! =)
So yeah...for a Monday, pretty relaxing. I finished all the written homework at school during 6th class, got a compliment from my French teacher (rare...EXTREMELY rare), and got two pieces of clothing on hold at this little shop at a nearby shopping center, so I'm going to pick that up tomorrow on the way home. AND tomorrow is most likely going to rain (so I've heard), so hey, nothing can go wrong today. =)
Tomorrow, there's a US History unit test and Hip Hop practice. All that would make this day absolutely perfect is if I had strawberry Pocky, but I forgive it because I have a cup of milk. Milk = happy totoro ^^
Besides watching the movie with Fae Mao, which was the main reason for the "relaxing" part of the title of this post. I turned in my AP forms, practiced hip hop for about 2 hours, ate yummy curry, ate yummy Coldstone's, and had a pretty good 5-10 minute run after school (despite the awkward kink in my right ankle, it was good exercise). Oh yeah, and I also got my packet for the research paper. First deadline is this Friday and I'm going to fill out all I can tomorrow. No procrastination this time. Nopey nope nopes!~ I'm energized for this paper and it's going to be the best I can make it! I haven't done research on something that I've been interested in awhile anyway, so this should get the adrenaline pumping and keep that awake and alert for the next couple discussion sessions in class about the paper. Optimism for the win! =)
So yeah...for a Monday, pretty relaxing. I finished all the written homework at school during 6th class, got a compliment from my French teacher (rare...EXTREMELY rare), and got two pieces of clothing on hold at this little shop at a nearby shopping center, so I'm going to pick that up tomorrow on the way home. AND tomorrow is most likely going to rain (so I've heard), so hey, nothing can go wrong today. =)
Tomorrow, there's a US History unit test and Hip Hop practice. All that would make this day absolutely perfect is if I had strawberry Pocky, but I forgive it because I have a cup of milk. Milk = happy totoro ^^
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Me = Experimenter with Blogs
Kee kee kee(<--snickering sounds..dont ask.) The title makes me sound like some scientist that studies blogs. ANYWAYS I technically posted a rough draft of a poem. I wanted to try it out and see if I was comfortable doing that. I wanted to see how it would feel if I displayed the thought process/creation of something that I express. Yeah, end result......-drumroll- IRKED. NEVER going to do that again. Something about posting something that's incomplete bothers me. It just doesn't seem right dividing the thought process (referring to the extra information after the poetry). Luckily, this is MY blog and I can change it. =) Freedom just creates the individual. ^^ (Although, I'm not quite sure what this change I've decided says about me....food for thought for later on. x3)
Most posts in a day today. 4 posts......Jeebeeies. >.>''
The poem that I am referring to:
http://watchingstarsinshadows.blogspot.com/2010/02/020710-candle-daydreams.html
http://watchingstarsinshadows.blogspot.com/2010/02/020710-candle-daydreams-complete.html
Most posts in a day today. 4 posts......Jeebeeies. >.>''
The poem that I am referring to:
http://watchingstarsinshadows.blogspot.com/2010/02/020710-candle-daydreams.html
http://watchingstarsinshadows.blogspot.com/2010/02/020710-candle-daydreams-complete.html
Me = Planning Student
My weekend consisted of strawberry Pocky (awesome), going to Lamrim classes (awesome), sleeping (awesome), adding new songs to my playlist (awesome), some potential poetry ideas (awesome) and being woken up rudely with a yardstick poking at my head at 6AM this morning (definitely falling under the not awesome at all category due to the concept of morning=grumpy, but whatever, I'll suck it up because the rest of my weekend was pretty awesome, if you haven't noticed already =P).
Like I said in a previous post (http://watchingstarsinshadows.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-filled-late-start-wonderfullness.html) "...plan to make cards again very soon for a handful of people..." I technically HAVE started up the habit to make cards because part of the process is to think up of things to design the card. I found a bunch of designs and scribbled down a bunch of ideas here and there on scrap paper, but so far I've only completed one card and it was given already to the designated person. I started on one, but the urge to sleep to over and I gave in to that....(it was calling to me....I swear, my only sin was to happily oblige to it.) .__________________________________________.'' Okay...so not really, that excuse was lame...my apologies. x.x -cue the fail stamp- Happy now? x3
Tomorrow AP forms are due and I am crossing my fingers that I please, pretty pwetty please make at least one or two AP classes. Grades aren't the best in the world...not even close. x.x (I'm so screwed for applying for college.) Only going to complain that one time (I promise) and now going to suck it up and fix what I can. I'm such a dummy. ;-; Completely messed up in high school. Gaaaahhhhhhhhh!~ Tomorrow, also apparently (or so the English teacher promised) we're going to be given our research paper packets to plan it. Filling things in (easy enough....right?) are supposed to be our homework for the next week. I'm actually quite looking forward to this research paper. It's going to be keeping me busy. Thank god, nothing's worst than having time and not doing anything with it. Okay, relaxing is one thing, but doing nothing productive is another. Sleeping IS PRODUCTIVE, for the health anyway, just not physically. (By the way, that was in all seriousness, not one ounce, liter, cup, teaspoon of sarcasm, I promise.)
Next week is supposed to be the week that Hip Hop Club is asking its members to attend practice everyday of the week as well (according to the secretary, who is also a friend of mine, we're supposed to attend at least 3 times). Looking forward to it, (yeah, that's right, no sarcasm or complaints coming from this one) as a matter of fact, I'm going to be attending every single day after school for an hour. This is going to be VERY productive. The 18th is the Multi-cultural Assembly and we're performing. I'm sure as hizzles not going to mess up due to laziness of not practicing. Heckies to the no. =) Practice, practice, practice.
To help me focus and calm down (in case the case of the grumbly frustrates come along) I was really determined to find new songs to add to my playlist this weekend and I have. (Yay for new songs. =) Never gets old.)
Songs added to my playlist as of last night like at 2 something in the AM:
From Owl City:
Captains and Cruise Ships
Hello Seattle
I'll Meet You There
West Coast Friendship
If My Heart Was A House (favorite of of this chunk added)
Schedules, lists, new songs and a new batch of college ruled lined paper. Bring it!~ =3
Like I said in a previous post (http://watchingstarsinshadows.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-filled-late-start-wonderfullness.html) "...plan to make cards again very soon for a handful of people..." I technically HAVE started up the habit to make cards because part of the process is to think up of things to design the card. I found a bunch of designs and scribbled down a bunch of ideas here and there on scrap paper, but so far I've only completed one card and it was given already to the designated person. I started on one, but the urge to sleep to over and I gave in to that....(it was calling to me....I swear, my only sin was to happily oblige to it.) .__________________________________________.'' Okay...so not really, that excuse was lame...my apologies. x.x -cue the fail stamp- Happy now? x3
Tomorrow AP forms are due and I am crossing my fingers that I please, pretty pwetty please make at least one or two AP classes. Grades aren't the best in the world...not even close. x.x (I'm so screwed for applying for college.) Only going to complain that one time (I promise) and now going to suck it up and fix what I can. I'm such a dummy. ;-; Completely messed up in high school. Gaaaahhhhhhhhh!~ Tomorrow, also apparently (or so the English teacher promised) we're going to be given our research paper packets to plan it. Filling things in (easy enough....right?) are supposed to be our homework for the next week. I'm actually quite looking forward to this research paper. It's going to be keeping me busy. Thank god, nothing's worst than having time and not doing anything with it. Okay, relaxing is one thing, but doing nothing productive is another. Sleeping IS PRODUCTIVE, for the health anyway, just not physically. (By the way, that was in all seriousness, not one ounce, liter, cup, teaspoon of sarcasm, I promise.)
Next week is supposed to be the week that Hip Hop Club is asking its members to attend practice everyday of the week as well (according to the secretary, who is also a friend of mine, we're supposed to attend at least 3 times). Looking forward to it, (yeah, that's right, no sarcasm or complaints coming from this one) as a matter of fact, I'm going to be attending every single day after school for an hour. This is going to be VERY productive. The 18th is the Multi-cultural Assembly and we're performing. I'm sure as hizzles not going to mess up due to laziness of not practicing. Heckies to the no. =) Practice, practice, practice.
To help me focus and calm down (in case the case of the grumbly frustrates come along) I was really determined to find new songs to add to my playlist this weekend and I have. (Yay for new songs. =) Never gets old.)
Songs added to my playlist as of last night like at 2 something in the AM:
From Owl City:
Captains and Cruise Ships
Hello Seattle
I'll Meet You There
West Coast Friendship
If My Heart Was A House (favorite of of this chunk added)
Schedules, lists, new songs and a new batch of college ruled lined paper. Bring it!~ =3
020710 Candle Daydreams [complete]
I am a candle, small and unlit
Not knowing what shine I’ll emit
Discovering embers of different kinds
Different colors, different minds
Sparks of neon blue and ruby red
On crossroads, looking at paths ahead
Flares of bright yellow and warm fire
What kind of person would I aspire?
Will I be a confident blaze or a timid flame?
A frail glow or another type just as tame?
A delicate radiance, the intention to endorse?
Or an invisible warmth, a kind source?
Where will I be placed and slowly burn?
What place will I rightfully earn?
Upon a stand emanating as a tiny sun
Behind a curtain, a silhouette outdone
Guiding the lost? A beacon of hope?
A symbol to silent stamina and cope?
Held up high burning to sparkle a wish
Securing the heart, friendly and swish
Standing by to soothe bittersweet memory tears
Soft sobs between unspoken prayers
A flame determined as equally bright
A placate to the troubled and contrite
Pure and clear, enlightening the world
A dancing flicker that winked and twirled
I actually looked up some things as back up in case the inspiration ran out. Luckily it didn't, but thanks to the following links. (They were just informative of the colors and meanings of candles, as well as the meaning of a certain type of flame, but hey....it caught my attention.)
http://ezinearticles.com/?The-Meaning-of-Candles&id=1590047
http://www.spells4free.com/Article/The-Meaning-Of-A-Candle-Flame/383
http://www.gone-ta-pott.com/candlecolormeanings.html
Side note (AKA nothing to do with this post, but...):
In the background, I have my dad and little sister playing band hero and the song is Jesse McCartney's Beautiful Soul. It's not that I don't like the song (quite the opposite actually), but...I found it an interesting pick for something like Band Hero. x3
Another side note: Before, they were playing Taylor Swift's You Belong With Me. Now THAT one made me crack a smile at the thought. =P
Not knowing what shine I’ll emit
Discovering embers of different kinds
Different colors, different minds
Sparks of neon blue and ruby red
On crossroads, looking at paths ahead
Flares of bright yellow and warm fire
What kind of person would I aspire?
Will I be a confident blaze or a timid flame?
A frail glow or another type just as tame?
A delicate radiance, the intention to endorse?
Or an invisible warmth, a kind source?
Where will I be placed and slowly burn?
What place will I rightfully earn?
Upon a stand emanating as a tiny sun
Behind a curtain, a silhouette outdone
Guiding the lost? A beacon of hope?
A symbol to silent stamina and cope?
Held up high burning to sparkle a wish
Securing the heart, friendly and swish
Standing by to soothe bittersweet memory tears
Soft sobs between unspoken prayers
A flame determined as equally bright
A placate to the troubled and contrite
Pure and clear, enlightening the world
A dancing flicker that winked and twirled
I actually looked up some things as back up in case the inspiration ran out. Luckily it didn't, but thanks to the following links. (They were just informative of the colors and meanings of candles, as well as the meaning of a certain type of flame, but hey....it caught my attention.)
http://ezinearticles.com/?The-Meaning-of-Candles&id=1590047
http://www.spells4free.com/Article/The-Meaning-Of-A-Candle-Flame/383
http://www.gone-ta-pott.com/candlecolormeanings.html
Side note (AKA nothing to do with this post, but...):
In the background, I have my dad and little sister playing band hero and the song is Jesse McCartney's Beautiful Soul. It's not that I don't like the song (quite the opposite actually), but...I found it an interesting pick for something like Band Hero. x3
Another side note: Before, they were playing Taylor Swift's You Belong With Me. Now THAT one made me crack a smile at the thought. =P
020710 Candle Daydreams
I am a candle, small and unlit
Not knowing what shine I’ll emit
Discovering embers of different kinds
Different colors, different minds
Sparks of neon blue and ruby red
On crossroads, looking at paths ahead
Flares of bright yellow and warm fire
What kind of person would I aspire?
Will I be a confident blaze or a timid flame?
A frail glow or another type just as tame?
Where will I be placed and slowly burn?
What place will I rightfully earn?
Upon a stand emanating as a tiny sun
Behind a curtain, a silhouette outdone
Guiding the lost? A beacon of hope?
A symbol to silent stamina and cope?
A flame determined as equally bright
A placate to the troubled and contrite
Pure and clear, enlightening the world
A joyful dancing flicker, smiled and twirled
Inspired by this Christian speech I listened to when I went to Fae Mao's church sessions on Friday. It's actually pretty interesting, and personally, I'm a fan of candles (which I'll admit pulled me into the speech because if not, I would've fallen asleep), so why the HIZZLES not? I'll admit I'm not a Christian, but I will also admit that some of the passages from the Bible provide lots of inspiration for thought, then again....maybe that's why there's so many branches of Christianity now (because of all the analogies). There's so many mentions of a candle symbolizing something in the Bible and a candle has at least 10 different meanings in English literature and since the Bible was translated into so many languages that must've been difficult to get the exact meaning and the direction as to why the analogy was used. Then again, I used to just read stories from those picture books that were from the Bible because it was interesting. I mean come on, Noah's family being stuck in a boat with their own zoo in a huge puddle that an almighty being created? You gotta admit, that's really going to suck kids in with stories like that.
-thinking of putting this one aside for now...it's late.....- xD (AKA updated one later)
Not knowing what shine I’ll emit
Discovering embers of different kinds
Different colors, different minds
Sparks of neon blue and ruby red
On crossroads, looking at paths ahead
Flares of bright yellow and warm fire
What kind of person would I aspire?
Will I be a confident blaze or a timid flame?
A frail glow or another type just as tame?
Where will I be placed and slowly burn?
What place will I rightfully earn?
Upon a stand emanating as a tiny sun
Behind a curtain, a silhouette outdone
Guiding the lost? A beacon of hope?
A symbol to silent stamina and cope?
A flame determined as equally bright
A placate to the troubled and contrite
Pure and clear, enlightening the world
A joyful dancing flicker, smiled and twirled
Inspired by this Christian speech I listened to when I went to Fae Mao's church sessions on Friday. It's actually pretty interesting, and personally, I'm a fan of candles (which I'll admit pulled me into the speech because if not, I would've fallen asleep), so why the HIZZLES not? I'll admit I'm not a Christian, but I will also admit that some of the passages from the Bible provide lots of inspiration for thought, then again....maybe that's why there's so many branches of Christianity now (because of all the analogies). There's so many mentions of a candle symbolizing something in the Bible and a candle has at least 10 different meanings in English literature and since the Bible was translated into so many languages that must've been difficult to get the exact meaning and the direction as to why the analogy was used. Then again, I used to just read stories from those picture books that were from the Bible because it was interesting. I mean come on, Noah's family being stuck in a boat with their own zoo in a huge puddle that an almighty being created? You gotta admit, that's really going to suck kids in with stories like that.
-thinking of putting this one aside for now...it's late.....- xD (AKA updated one later)
Friday, February 5, 2010
Me = New Books for Inner Cook in Me
I'm SUPER excited today!! =) So I got new books from the book fair at school. SUPER cheap, PROFESSIONAL AND CRISP pictures and SIMPLE TO UNDERSTAND directions. Each were no more than 4 dollars and one of them even has 500 recipes. The inner cook in me just squealed in 100 different ways, even though the inner cook in me has no talent and is more of a hazard in the kitchen. Buuuuut~ -holds up finger- despite that lovely factor, I do enjoy making food. I find it also another kind of art that is very respected and absolutely delightful.
Delicious art should be a savored memory.
That's my theory for food anyway and the best thing that the inner cook in me can come up with that is within even a smidge of sophisticated-ness. (side note: I know....lame right? xD) I flipped through one of the books and so far...well, let's just say,that my tummy is daydreaming right now and if possible aching for future "possible" estacy. At least, it would seem like my tummy would be in estacy if it could have what they provide in the picture. ^^''
Buckwheat Blini with Smoked Salmon
Rolled Omelette with Ocean Trout Caviar
Roast Beef on Croutes (mini slices of meat...what? .____.'' I like small amounts of adorable things)
Mushroom Ragout Tartlets (mushrooms...on tarts....yesssssssssssssssssss)
Wonton Stacks with Tuna and Ginger (having doubts on the ginger, but never hurts to try)
Scallops on Potato Crisps with Pea Puree
Spring Rolls (such a classic, but the things in it...sounds sooo yummilicious)
Smoked Trout Tea Sandwiches (smells like a fusion picnic ish on its way ^^)
Petit Croque-Monsieur (have known about their existence since I started to learn French and have always wondered about them, but never actually ate one)
Layered Sushi (it's quite literally a small rectangular tower of sushi, rice, seaweed and mayo.....mouth is watering....)
Sesame and Wasabi-crusted Tuna Cubes (honestly..I think I can make do without the wasabi, but I suppose I can live with just a little bit to experience the original intended taste)
Ratatouille Mini Pie (hey..movie was awesome, why not try the real deal? =)
Wild Mushroom Pate on Melba Toasts (mushroom paste....I'm very curious how that would taste, but I would only discover that once I get a good processor OR I buy it myself somewhere)
Feta, Rocket and Mushroom Bruschetta (it's like a piece of bread with an elaborate dip on top, looks absolutely delicious)
Herbed Pikelets with pear and Blue Cheese Topping (sounds like an interesting combination and I wonder how it would taste different with other cheeses)
Mini Mud Cakes (although...I'd imagine this to be like a mini chocolate cupcake)
Lemon Curd and Blueberry Tartlets (looks absolutely adorable, although I'd try it with some droplets of orange juice and maybe a grape or a very small slice of a strawberry instead of a blueberry)
Grape Fritter with Cinnamon Sugar (so excited!)
Mini Eclairs (I've ALWAYS wanted to make these since I was 6)
Food ideas everywhere! Dancing in my head, watering mouth, impatient taste buds. Oh, how I wish I could afford the materials needed to create this kind of art. OooOooOOoOOooh how I wish!~
Delicious art should be a savored memory.
That's my theory for food anyway and the best thing that the inner cook in me can come up with that is within even a smidge of sophisticated-ness. (side note: I know....lame right? xD) I flipped through one of the books and so far...well, let's just say,that my tummy is daydreaming right now and if possible aching for future "possible" estacy. At least, it would seem like my tummy would be in estacy if it could have what they provide in the picture. ^^''
Buckwheat Blini with Smoked Salmon
Rolled Omelette with Ocean Trout Caviar
Roast Beef on Croutes (mini slices of meat...what? .____.'' I like small amounts of adorable things)
Mushroom Ragout Tartlets (mushrooms...on tarts....yesssssssssssssssssss)
Wonton Stacks with Tuna and Ginger (having doubts on the ginger, but never hurts to try)
Scallops on Potato Crisps with Pea Puree
Spring Rolls (such a classic, but the things in it...sounds sooo yummilicious)
Smoked Trout Tea Sandwiches (smells like a fusion picnic ish on its way ^^)
Petit Croque-Monsieur (have known about their existence since I started to learn French and have always wondered about them, but never actually ate one)
Layered Sushi (it's quite literally a small rectangular tower of sushi, rice, seaweed and mayo.....mouth is watering....)
Sesame and Wasabi-crusted Tuna Cubes (honestly..I think I can make do without the wasabi, but I suppose I can live with just a little bit to experience the original intended taste)
Ratatouille Mini Pie (hey..movie was awesome, why not try the real deal? =)
Wild Mushroom Pate on Melba Toasts (mushroom paste....I'm very curious how that would taste, but I would only discover that once I get a good processor OR I buy it myself somewhere)
Feta, Rocket and Mushroom Bruschetta (it's like a piece of bread with an elaborate dip on top, looks absolutely delicious)
Herbed Pikelets with pear and Blue Cheese Topping (sounds like an interesting combination and I wonder how it would taste different with other cheeses)
Mini Mud Cakes (although...I'd imagine this to be like a mini chocolate cupcake)
Lemon Curd and Blueberry Tartlets (looks absolutely adorable, although I'd try it with some droplets of orange juice and maybe a grape or a very small slice of a strawberry instead of a blueberry)
Grape Fritter with Cinnamon Sugar (so excited!)
Mini Eclairs (I've ALWAYS wanted to make these since I was 6)
Food ideas everywhere! Dancing in my head, watering mouth, impatient taste buds. Oh, how I wish I could afford the materials needed to create this kind of art. OooOooOOoOOooh how I wish!~
Thursday, February 4, 2010
020410 Seasonal Paintings
Behind the old oak tree, there’s a bubbling creek
With a few stones nestled in flowing leaks
It gurgled and sang lullabies with tender ease
With ripples racing with the wind through the trees
On the other side flittered flowers bright as the sun
Dancing and bowing, dipping the waltz just for fun
In summer, they turn to soft clouds of wishes
In morning, dew sparkles white like new china dishes
In fall, golden and crimson tango down to the stream
At night, moonlight bathes in the water as you dream
In winter, snow sends kisses and casts a frozen spell
On Christmas, delicate ribbons dropped by sleigh bells
In spring, watercolor butterflies on oil canvas, spread wings
Petals of silk, red as rubies that glisten as Mother Nature’s rings
Sunrays of gold, draping the world with translucent gold
Gazing on winking stars, to count is overwhelming to behold
Upon the bold grass, with its little hands reaching to the sky
Traced a cloud with a finger, imagining that you could fly
With a few stones nestled in flowing leaks
It gurgled and sang lullabies with tender ease
With ripples racing with the wind through the trees
On the other side flittered flowers bright as the sun
Dancing and bowing, dipping the waltz just for fun
In summer, they turn to soft clouds of wishes
In morning, dew sparkles white like new china dishes
In fall, golden and crimson tango down to the stream
At night, moonlight bathes in the water as you dream
In winter, snow sends kisses and casts a frozen spell
On Christmas, delicate ribbons dropped by sleigh bells
In spring, watercolor butterflies on oil canvas, spread wings
Petals of silk, red as rubies that glisten as Mother Nature’s rings
Sunrays of gold, draping the world with translucent gold
Gazing on winking stars, to count is overwhelming to behold
Upon the bold grass, with its little hands reaching to the sky
Traced a cloud with a finger, imagining that you could fly
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Me = Estatic Devotee of the Arts
I really should be putting together my art portfolio and honestly, this is something that has been clashing at war within me for awhile. If I don't make this class, I think I'm going to be pretty upset with myself. Hopefully, I can keep up the mentality to keep drawing, although lately, it seems like my mentality to write has been burning stronger than my mentality to draw. I need to reorganize myself (not to mention also my desk). Although, to be very honest, I think that messes (physically AND emotionally) is a type if art in its own way. Well, when you KNOW and fully UNDERSTAND your mess, it's a kind of art. When you're emotionally a mess, there are trials and errors and you bounce back as a person who just has more color and another kind of texture within your emotions. It's quite a very majestic feeling. =) Well....I mean, I think so. =D
Speaking of emotional messes, I heard this song from a Jonas brother (the ONLY song that I'll enjoy listening to, not even for the voice, but only for the lyrics). Although, I will admit that I like the WAY he sings it. He makes it sound like he truly means it. ANYWAY, the song is "Who I Am" by Nick Jonas and The Administration. The part that reminded me of a mess and the part of the song that I can relate to the most is:
"Nothing makes sense, nothing makes sense anymore
Nothing is right, nothing is right when you're gone
I'm losing my breath, I'm losing my right to be wrong
I'm frightened to death, I'm frightened that I won't be strong"
Although my favorite part of the lyrics is the chorus:
"I want someone to love me
For who I am
I want someone to need me
Is that so bad?
I wanna break all the madness
But it's all I have
I want someone to love me
For who I am"
I don't think that it's wrong to love someone or want to love someone. In fact, I don't think it's wrong at all to even want to understand something like love. It's very abstract and very categorized into so many cliche things within our time, but there's just something within me that tells me that everyone's definition of love is unique and when you find someone who's definition is the same as yours in every aspect and at the same time you think that being with them (even just thinking about them) is something that will make you the happiest person in the world, then it's love. Although, I kind of feel like the society now just treats the word love like the word work. In other words, just treating it like a four-letter-word that is simply in it's simplest terms JUST A WORD. I think as a person, art and for love, everything should bloom. Everything around you and about you should bloom as a person because every time you get back up again, you change and every aspect of you is changing in every way and every single day, hour and even second. Some people say that life is a game and...really, it kind of is. You're dealt with a situation and it tests you every single time if you pass and when you do, you win and when you don't, you still win because you learn. You learn to be better and you learn to bloom. My advice? (Although NOBODY reads this blog. xD) Well, my advice is to learn to find what definition YOU have for LIFE and for LOVE because it's not JUST a four-letter-word and it's not just a word that is overused and stomp upon in our society. It's something to cherish and let come to you and discover. With an art analogy....see how many colors and different textures you can make your painting of life, neh? =)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_qQ3Sz0IMmE
(Who I Am by Nick Jonas and The Administration)
Speaking of emotional messes, I heard this song from a Jonas brother (the ONLY song that I'll enjoy listening to, not even for the voice, but only for the lyrics). Although, I will admit that I like the WAY he sings it. He makes it sound like he truly means it. ANYWAY, the song is "Who I Am" by Nick Jonas and The Administration. The part that reminded me of a mess and the part of the song that I can relate to the most is:
"Nothing makes sense, nothing makes sense anymore
Nothing is right, nothing is right when you're gone
I'm losing my breath, I'm losing my right to be wrong
I'm frightened to death, I'm frightened that I won't be strong"
Although my favorite part of the lyrics is the chorus:
"I want someone to love me
For who I am
I want someone to need me
Is that so bad?
I wanna break all the madness
But it's all I have
I want someone to love me
For who I am"
I don't think that it's wrong to love someone or want to love someone. In fact, I don't think it's wrong at all to even want to understand something like love. It's very abstract and very categorized into so many cliche things within our time, but there's just something within me that tells me that everyone's definition of love is unique and when you find someone who's definition is the same as yours in every aspect and at the same time you think that being with them (even just thinking about them) is something that will make you the happiest person in the world, then it's love. Although, I kind of feel like the society now just treats the word love like the word work. In other words, just treating it like a four-letter-word that is simply in it's simplest terms JUST A WORD. I think as a person, art and for love, everything should bloom. Everything around you and about you should bloom as a person because every time you get back up again, you change and every aspect of you is changing in every way and every single day, hour and even second. Some people say that life is a game and...really, it kind of is. You're dealt with a situation and it tests you every single time if you pass and when you do, you win and when you don't, you still win because you learn. You learn to be better and you learn to bloom. My advice? (Although NOBODY reads this blog. xD) Well, my advice is to learn to find what definition YOU have for LIFE and for LOVE because it's not JUST a four-letter-word and it's not just a word that is overused and stomp upon in our society. It's something to cherish and let come to you and discover. With an art analogy....see how many colors and different textures you can make your painting of life, neh? =)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_qQ3Sz0IMmE
(Who I Am by Nick Jonas and The Administration)
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