Group Work

I used to like group work alot, because i believe pople could all work together and cooperate with another to make the task faster finsihed. However, afer a few years of school with lots of group work and seeing that their are people that doesn't do ay work at all. Im starting to hate it when the teacher allow the studentsto pick their own group. When the students pick their own groups, the ones that do the works or the good students go into a group. The ones that don't work becomes in one group and do all of their work on the last minute. However, I don't look like the type of the student that will do all the work. Therefore im often paired up with the students that doen't do any work and i care alot about mygrades. So often ended up i have to do all the work. Group work is a great way to learn about cooperation and get to know people or your friends a little better. You get yo evaluate the way they do things while being in a group. I kind of do beliefve that giving group work may easy the works of the teacher, its fewer assignments to grade,the percentage of the thing is larger so you don't need to pay much extra attention to the things. Besides making things easier, its still a great way for the students to learn. In the modern soceity, cooperating with other people is a great skill that everyone need. People who are much adapteed to working with employees peacefully usually have better working advantages against other people in the same company.

Perspective

Our perspective, decides the stand we are to a event. Our perspective, decides the emotionss that will process through ur during a event. Our perspective, contributes to the reaction we will have to a person when discussing about the event. Our pespective, decides how we will act to respond on the event. Perspective contributes to every action a man do something. He likes something or dislike something could base on his prspective on even the tinest little thing. The writer's perspective contributes to his whole response to the thing that his writing. If its a fictiona story, then maybe the bad guy will be shown as the things or people that he doesn't like. Even a whole race or sex would be possible. A non fictional story would then involve to the way he might describe the event. In a memoir, the depiction of the bad guy for the writer and the person that was watching from the side would differ as well. The one suffering from the event and wrote the memoir would depict the bad guys as reeally cruel, where the one watching from the side might depicts both as equally cruel for doing things to one another continously or as a hero.

Humor’s Role

The little imitation was the only thing laughable for the kids inside the hospital. I think i did this same journal entry before or the same question like 7 times already. The same response, there's too man sad stuff in the story. One little thing that is a bit funny could make the whole situation light up. Not just for the reader, but if this is a real situaion of event that happened in the time of these poor kids, it could light them up a little bit. A situation could only go so bad, when nothing else seems to be able to get worst, a humor kicks in. The humor lightens the mood up and then another bad event happened one after another one. I didn this same topic so many times i'm sick. This is like the only question available, did it so many times disgusted by even thinking about this stupid question.

Strangers Together

Strangers are alone, they are each individual alone. For them to get ot of a dangerous situation, they have to unite. If they have any good sense inside each of them, they will cooperate and help everyone stucked in the situation out of it. Ones that are selfish to their guts will save themselves and not all around. When a group of people are isolated away from everyone, they have make the best of it. Use whatever they have around them or the people have to cooperate together. If they are stuck in a place where help could come, they still have to cooperate together to get out the worst situation possible. For me, i dont take in such thing as stranger. There's two types of people, on that i find interesting and i want to be friends, and ones that look stupid on the outside and stupid in the inside as well, and i do not want to know them. If someone seems to have the potential that i will like, i wil try to be friends with them. Even a waiter in a store could know me ifi want to know them. I would go to the store, be a customer and hook a conversation up with someone, and then i have the oppurtunity to know them. In situations trapped, i i dont like whoever is stuck with me as well, i'll probably just pretend, and after i get out the situation and forget about them- -

Project Reflection

I think the choice of our own book is wonderful. having assigned books at first and then in the end we have a free choice of book can really make us be interested in the story that we chose for ourselves. I love the book i chose. For the project, i definitly paid 100% effort in both reading the book and creating my project and essay. I spent 4 hours planning and drawing the boot and the kid on paper. After that, the feet took up 1 and a half hour to be cut, adjust and arranged on plastic board and finding the newspaper. The kid had to be specially cutted and controlled spry, speciall when i messed up on my poster paper a few times. I broke the reading time down for a easier way of gathering informations about the book. What's quite annoying is the book i reallysad while peaceful in the same time, since no acual actions was happening in the start of the book. Yes, i've read a book that i really liked and wanted to read, and i've always wanted to do a artworkon1984. Its a story that include so much idea inside, that any idea expressed would provide a strong image that can stand out by itself. Yes, i feel 1984 its a book full of knowledge, and i can learn a great deal on that. I wouldn't hate to read the book again next year, seeing so many idea are squeezed together, i could use a read again to refresh my mind and understand something new from the fantastic book.

911

Personally, i dont feel much about the 911 attack. I don't know if it is because i'm a american born citizen or because of my relatives aren't in the disaster. For me it's just another event that people die and suffer, There's already enough people dying around the world, think about the people dying in Africa or some rural parts of the world. Why aren't those places called ground zero or something? More people are dying over there, yet no one morned for them. I personally feel that the people that are suffering in Africa and other parts of the world are worst. They didn't had a time to live their lives, eat good foods, where the people that died in the 911 terrorist attack already had a chance to live their lives. They enjoyed while other people from Africa didn't. The attack changed the way buildings are build recently. New architecture with much safer and protection for people. I still don't get, then why aren't some of these money be all used to help develop other countries, and stop the suffering of people? With the death of Bin la din, i don't feel anything as well. Hatred lies among all events, i wish the people could forget about these events and stop the hate that have been evolving again and again from the Muslim world to the modern world. STOP THE HATRED AND LIVE YOUR LIVES GOD DAMMIT

Buried Alive

Suffocating death is probably the one most painful and fearsome for me. All of your senses are fully funtional, your breathing gets heavier and heavier, trapped and helpless. You know, when you will die and what wuld it feel like. When you suffer from cold or being kille by someone or something, the pain is either fast, or you are already numb. The sense of being choked and feeling the pain all the way until your dead is the most terrifying type of death to me. You struggle in the grave or the rubbles either staring to trapped situations or you suffocate while trying to crawl out your way to the livings. I heard a saying before, just when you're about to die, your whole life will flash in front of you and you will see all your mistakes again. I believethe only regret i will have if i died in this age, is now having sex, and express my love for family to my parents. My family never had this caringand respect among each other, we're like friends that cuss around and screw around and laugh. Its just i never get to say i love you or give a hug to any of them. I would want to expierence all the things that i find interesting and challenging, climbing the fuji mountain and listen to nujabes on the top, sky diving, learn 5 types of martial arts, travel europe and live anywhere. All these are the regrets i dont want to have when i died. In a time of crisis, i believe cooperating with one another is the way to survive. If i lived and leave a dying situation, i would still save people around me. I'm the type of person that wouldn't leave anyone behind in a expedition, so if im in a dying situation, i would think od saving other one except myself first.

Jargon

Krakaur used alot of different jargon in the story, such as the hilary step is a pace where only everest climbers know. Idderent jargons are used everywhere around the world. Jargons could be names or somehow nicknames that people uses. Such as the terms nerd, pimp, or jocks. For me, one of the places that i have used jargon most often was when i'm playing online games. While i'm playing online games, fighting a boss or channeling out strategies with different people, we call each boss or enemy a specific or quitestupid name that only people played the game would understand. These are like code names, its fast, simple, and when we use it during gameplay, its quite productive. It saves time for typing out the full name and ordering positions. Besides playing games, playin sports also have jargon. I believe jargons in playing sports are like the specific position of a person standing, i believe those counts as a jargon as well. Center, front, small front, or whichever base the people are calling. Either it is stealing a base or stealing the ball from another player, all seems to have its own specifc names called.

Risk for a Reason

I don't think everyone would just jump in the water to save someone that's drowning. I will save people, regardless of the danger, but only things that i'm capable of. If a kid drowned in a lake, i will strip off my top, take off my ipod and jump in the water immediately. Swimming is something that i'm good at, therefore i'm sure that i have the ability to save that someone who's drowning and bring them back up the shore or the side. Lots of people sacrificed their life when jumping off to save strangers, in fact, i believe we have already done this topic before already- -. After you saved someone, if feels natural to save another person, i don't know why but there is just this sympathy for other people that are suffering and you jump in the water again. I forgot what reminded me this sensation, but it was pretty clear to me after you rescued a person you will jump back in the water again for more people. The sense of fear and courage just rose in your heart, you shake, but you get the job done. A even more powerful adrenaline you will have when you put yourself in danger while saving people. It's a complicated line between foolishly put themselves at risk and actually suffered from risks. Its a blurry line, like the part of climbing a mountain. Some people say that its putting youself at risk, then should the people neglect those who are climbing the mountain? What if that's a sport of lots of people and people actually enjoy the climb?

Why Take Risks?

Life is a huge risk, everything around you is a risk. Drinking a bottle of tea of taking a piss is a risk taking activity. I don't remember what Krakaur said about the mountain climing expierence, but i believe climbing the mountain feels like challeging yourself and put yourself in great danger to see if you can survive it. Risk taking is like gambling, instead this time you're gambling your life. SOme people love the thrill of losing in ganbling. The pump of adrenaline gives them a sensation that's even better than winning. When you loses, your brain reacts to the sensation completly different to that of winning. it makes you want to play more, win more and not lose. While you win, you don't feel that much of an urge to keep playing. You don't want to win all the time, the different sensation provided by winning is not so addictive as to the one Losing provides. When you take on a risk, its a bet of your life. You can win something that's better than what you have now, and you might lose everything.

Cause and Effect

The story into thin air is filled with causes and effects, one event leads to the others tragedy, since in a place with no oxygen, no food, no sleep, and you're constantly ar risk, every descision counts. Lack of Oxygen for Krakaur was released when his friend twisted the oxygen gauge to full. However, it led to the next event where eventually he have no more oxygen, he had to hold position all the way till he is down at the SOuth Summit. The bad weather were caused by the blizzard, which led to the death of 20 or 25 people all throughout Krakaur's trip. The snow caused the mask of his friend blocked, he was unable to see anything and was left on top of the mountain. The action of slipping down the slope on the hilary steps was a quick descent down to the base camp. THe lack of food, and oxygen led to dizziness. The dizziness then led to depression of the whole trip, resulting in no happiness of climbing to the top but depressed and felt like a terrible dream. the whole story is connected by a series of events that leads from one to another. Each descitsion counts, as it might mean the other one's survival of reaching the top and climb back down safely.

Compare Disasters

Great differences in the two story. While titanic is much more tragic and dangerous of dying, its told in such boring and dull fashion that no one could seemed to feel the tension of the people. Even though the people are unconsicious of the situation that they were in, but the story telling just totally lost the feeling of tension in the use of words and the way each event happened in the story. The band are playing musics, the people feel like they're having a picnic. In Krakaur's disaster, the tension kept getting built up. The description of the whole surrounding event. The snow that surrounded him and the terrible blizzard that's about to come to kill half of his crew. The feeling of death slowly creeps into our spines and the chilling wind of the mountain being blew slowly up our whole body and the chilling effects of the story. Nothing of this feeling had been expressed in the story titanic. It totally lacked emotions inside, the sense of terror in the eyes of the passenger and the freezing temeprature of the sea are all neglected.

Taking a Leap

When can taking risk help a person do the right thing? There is not answer to that question, it's a matter of free response for everyone's personal descisions of how to save a life or when to save a life. Sacrifice, its a hard word to be explain on the part of what do you sacrifice for someone. anything you sacrifice, and i mean anything, as long as you have a heart for it can counts as something. A crappy handmade card that you put all of your time and energy into it for someone special or someone important could mean great value. Giving up things like their lives are really great, but little things could also make a great contribution to the people around you. I have several friends that sacrifice their time for me, like Patrick. We both sacrifice some of our time or money to help the other one to achieve one of their goals or go somewhere together. When he have a girl he likes, i might sacrifice my time to help her get a date or think about ways on making them a new little bf gf. He sacrifice his time to go out with me on buying a shoe, or fix my ring. We sacrifice our books or some retarded things and make a good laugh out of it. Anything could be sacrificed and create a little or huge impact on another person.

Perspective

Are perspective is like what we believe in. Some people's perspective to killing people might be cruel, some people might belive it is natural. Maybe some people will even think is fun. WHen you ask these three different kinds of people to write an article on the massacre of a group of people, the three of them will have different opnions. Their way of describing the whole situation might be different. The people that hates killing might included all kinds of emotions mixed inside the subjects of their writing. Describing the fear that is express in the helpless people or the painful look shooting out from the eyes of a innocent child. The one that loved to kill might express the whole situation totally different. The love of blood splattering action, the royal depiction of the people slaughtering the hopeless people. The proudness of the strong and the weak and feeble child being massacred. Both the same event, both completly different depiction of the event. One might make you feel extremely sad, another could make you feel the sense of pride of being the strong.

Humor’s Role

I strongly believe that this entry's quesiton is going to be on the test for typhoid ffever. Have you ever heard of the expression "all hope is lost"? usually in a movie, something like this would happen and suddenly a little mere discovery of something they could use against the enemy turns the whole situation of the main character different. WHile the thing that they discover was probably a everyday object that people threw on the ground. When all happiness is eliminated in the story Typhoid fever, a little humor in the story overrun by saddness could light the whole situation up. The main character Frankie have no life at all, no life. His stuck in a hospital, battling against death everyday and the boring nuns that wouldn't even allow laughter in the hospital. What is there to life? So when some simple joke like mimicing someone's voice that happens just about everyday in our life and we find it stupid happens in a life like Frankie, it makes him laugh. Everything seems too tragic already, nothing could go worse and a little humor can make people laugh

Risk

To some extent, risk feels the same way as a challenge. When you face risk when doing something, it requires you to give it all you got. I find people who like to take on competitions also take on risks. When something gets dangerous, some people like to try if they could succeed without being harmed. It's a self test of another kind, to test yourself's capability of achieving something brand new. When something is dangerous, the feeling of challenge rises, the challenge would mean no failure. You will be playing with your own life during a adventure that involves risks. I find risks in an event also interesting since not that people are willing to take risks. 8 out of 10 people might not want to risk their lives or a personal belingings of them for a risk. With that little people willing to take risks, much of the risk involved challenges haven't been done by anyone. It's a whole new expierence that you are new to, and you are opening a new page for the history of humans that you might be the first to accomplish the challenge. When an adventure that involves risks, it means the same way. You might be on the way on discovering the 8th wonder of the world or extraordinary sights of some lost civilization that no one had foudn or discovered before. However, to achive this goal of discoverign something new or extremely beautiful, you will be crossing land or sea where no one had set foot into and the great unknown would be everywhere.

Participation

I believe Journalists are like a scribe, they record things down the waay they see it. Whatever things appeared in front of them, they are to copy down exactly what happened. I think as long as the actual thing is included, the emotional terms such as, this is too sad could be included. However anything that have to involve criticizing some other people should not be included. I think a easy way to separate the actual event and one's own individual repsonse to something could be done from writing the technical aspects of the event. When you write technical, describing how everything happens and how many people died without including any emotion if achivable. If the journalist want to include their own emotions, they should just write a new book rather than included all in on report.
Being a participant of the even and a observer depends on one's actions. If you are at the event, and you could do something to help the people from it and you choose not to, you're the emotionless guy. When you are in the event, you are in the surrounding that could change something of the event, even if its lifting a log from the fallen ship or carry someone out. You're an observer if you are blocked away from the event. You are only able to watch the event happen, such as away from a window or 2, 3 streets away from the event where you can't alter any to the event.

Free Write

Since today is freewrite, i have decided that my topic is going to be freewrite, i have quite a terrible day so i will express everything down. First thing that almost killed my life, the canceling of the Kantine trip. When i heard about the news that they have cancelled the trip, i couldn't believe my ears. I felt like my brain just got rammed over by tanks everywhere and my conscience went flat. I was furious and esperate by how incredibly stupid the people from our school is. 9500 for a trip down to Kantine, 3 days 2 night including the tuna season, a five star hotel, a bus to travel and ride in, the beach, the barbecues, the snorkling and who knows what other stuff are included in this great awesome slmost end of the semester summer pack, and they blew it. These people ahve abolutly no life, no life at all. They have no idea how incredible a deal like this is, and imagine the amount of fun it is to go down to Kantine with all your friends. I mean, you usually go to a place like this with your family, you only get to travel with friends when you grow up or during a graduation trip. Here we are, 10th grade with no field trip for 2 years and now you blew the trip on account of your stupid brains couldn't coping with this awesome price. What is wrong with the school? not just the school, the people in my bio class are all boring dumbasses that rather spent their trip time here in the school having another bio test. I didn't know Mr. Lindamen very well when he first came to this school, i thought his some fat old guy sitting in fron of the tv eating nachos everyday, but no. He loves to go out and have fun, every break we have had his leaving his house and out for some sunshine and bikinis. That was one of the reason i wanted to go on this trip, he knows how to enjoy life. I want to enjoy the one and maybe only trip i will be having in the summer. I have decided to study hard on summer for my SAT and hopefully this trip could soothe my brain. Oh well, the plan is lost because of thier rotted book brains. Fantastic. Next terrible thing, i just discovered that one of my favorite artist died. Nujabes, a hip hop, jazz musician died in February and i didn't know about that. I have been waiting for a new album or release everyday soon but this shocking news blew my world in pieces. "Counting Stars" his best song is now the legandary song of Jazz Hip Hip. No other song from him could ever take its place anymore. WHY did he have to die, couldn't god allow him to stay with us a little more just another album or a legandary music before he reclaim his personal DJ away? Now that i know this news, i have set one of my bucket list to climing the Fuji mountain and listen to this song repeated over and over again with the best headphones ever. I have a dream, where i can listen to his songs nonstop, the soothing music could cool off anyone's heart. Mr. Mmccool, if you are reazding this whole 200 word journal, i guarantee you, you need to listen to this song. Just listen to this song with a beer in your hand and chilling out on the sofa could be one of your best pastimes since today on. Who knows, maybe i won't be just climing Mt. Fuji, i might just climb all the mountain in Japan and listen to his song on the mountain. On the way, i will be listening to Ayur" I miss you"  a song associated to Nujabes, one of my favorite and lots of anime have since used his song as their opening or ending song. The fantastic melody just strings in your head, wrapping around your soul again and again until you choke with tears sliding of your cheeks. The soul grabbing melody spins again and again around everyone and you room, before you know it you have already listen to it millions of time. Not even knowing when should you stop. My apology to this sudden and bizarre topic to the journal, but i have decided to dedicate this journal to Nujabes, may you live a great life in heaven and continue your soul resurrecting melodies. May the angels sing and bless with the melodies of your music far in heaven. We will all miss you, and your legend will never be overunned by anyone. Not rock, not lady gaga or lady antebellum, definetily not some stupid flo rida or justin bieber. For they could not create a lasting memory of songfs that could resurrect their souls, for their music are only a mere 4 minute joy that doesn't leave a sweet and bitter taste in your soul that asks for more.

A Challenge

Yes, all kinds, i love things that makes me use my brain not in an annoying way like math. I would love to do it if it wasn't for the tests and all those stabdardilized crap. Everything around your life could be a challenge, either it is trying out something that you have never done before or taking up a responsibility. Challenges are never limited to physical challenges, brain challenges or something in life would mean a challenge as well.
I love challenges, to me challenges are a way to improve my personal attributes and increase my knowledge and expierence to the world. I would like to take up responsibilities and try my best to do a great job on it. If i fail, then i could try better next time or ask for opinion on how to past these challenges. Doing x sport such as snowboarding or skateboarding is like a challenge. Everytime you do a trick you risk falling down, every trick you do you have to try your best to do it clean and perfect. You challenge yourself to do the best or some insane trick that might break your leg. Climbing a mountain like mout. Everest is a challenge. It requires you to go to extreme measures of oxygen level and facing the crazy temperatures. Watching a super scary movie that challenges your guts to the extreme and make you scared, that's a form of challenge as well. Without challenges, life is boring, nothing to make your heart beat rise and feel energetic to give it all you got. Challenges adds that extra splice of spiciness to your life that makes your life go up and down, it's what separates people from ordinary and legends. Legendary people take up challenges, they challenge themselves to things no one has ever done or doesn't have the guts to do it. It separates the people from cowards and heroes. Challenges requires a person to reach to his extreme and break their limits, if it doesn't require to break one's limits and improve, it's not a challenge.

Highwayman

To be honest, i wasn't really paying attention to how the poem connected all together, i just feel a saddness inside the story that seeps throught everything about the moon, the coat, the sword. I find the two character very simliar, tragically simliar. I agree with Seamus about the two characters to have the same similiarity. Both character had a tragic life, they lost their love ones, being pulled away by force and one of them died. Frankie met his loved one in a hospital with dying patients, he never had the chance to take a look on her little lover's face while they only had such little time to spend with each other. A teenager had to face tragic situations like that is unbelivably painful. I remember something tragic happened in the end of the highwayman story too, i can't remember who died. In Frankie's story, he gets pulled away from his little lover, and a few days later she died. How worst could life be? Just when he was about to find the little splice in life that he could move along, he loses her. Just when he still had the hope of finding her when he grows up, she died. How much sadder could the story be? I find a great sorrow in my heart that kind of weeps for the poor kid.

Sick

Yes, the sickesti felt lately was last year. I had an infection in my stomach and it was incredibly painful. I felt like a devil was born inside and twisting my intestines. I had to constantly ran to the restroom to unload my poop. Just before school ends, I was stumbling in the school everywhere. It hurted so much i had to go to the nurse, first time ever. I was groaning on the ground and in class, the restroom, everywhere. The pain was like a timer that twists every 10 seconds. It was like a endless time bomb that ticks my pain closser and closer. I was in great pain, i couldnt leave the school early because my mom didn't let me. When school ends, my body was in so much pain i couldn't stand up straight. The pressure of the stomach of standing up was great pain. Patrick had to carry my stuff and carried me to the doctor. I was starving, with nothing in my stomach, constantly running in the restroom to release water out from my stomach i felt like im dying. Right now, i'm facing a even greater threat. A disease what i like to call Julius in English 2 Honor class. His irresponsibilty attitude, 0EQ, stupidity, ignorance, mocking, and annoying attitude are killing more of my brain cells then any body that makes my mad or any horrifying disease that might kill me.

Writing in a Style

1. I have always believe we are the BEST. Fromt he moment i went in this school i have been excited to be a part of the best school in Taiwan. Today, as i walk in the school, i see a huge mess in front of the office. It's a whole mess that includes shirts, leftovers, cups, and papers that are left around the sofa area. Now i hate to give out detentions to everyone in the school, so i wish that all of us could clean up the mess in front of office. We Pacific American School are the best. We are the best and i hate to see our beautiful school being so dirtied out in front of the office. If someone litter anything in the school again, you could report to any teacher such as Ms. Sue, or Mr. Dahl or come and find me and tell me who was littering. I will give them detention in the morning with me picking up trashes. I believe none of us want to ruin our perfect morning picking up trash andw wake up at 7.
2. You know you are not supposed to be eating in school. You are all bullying me you know, I have to live here alone and so many work to do. Do you know how tiring my job is?You litter here and there and i have to pick it all up 'sob' You know i don't have to be here you know, it's not my responsibility to take care of all of your trashes. I'm not your maid you know, ok? I'm not your mother you know, you are all grown up and you should not need someone else here to clean up your trash. Its not my responsibility!
3. sigh, good boy ah good girl ah, its soooooo dirty here la, could you guys clean up the mess in froooont of the office ma? I know that you are all good boys good girls and can keep the school clean la. You are all very good boy and girls la hao bu hao?

Two Styles?

1. I believe the one thing that influenced her the most are friends. Teenagers that i know of are most afraid of their friends's disapprove in the U.S. People like immigrants could often be excluded from some groups unless they approve them. I didn't feel much afraid of my chinese customs, i didnt have anything interesting or wierd thats diffrent from these people.
2. The difference are that immigrants just moved in here. With the kids that have their parents move in first then they are borned are viewed more as a resident here already. It wasn't your idenity of where you from, its what you look like or how you do things in school that they make the separations. If i move in to the U.S now, i don't think i would be viewed as such an outsider like what Jhambi Lhahiri thinks she is.
3. The part where she fears to her origin and express them is stupid. Why not show yourself? Sometimes instead of hiding them, expressing them could attract attentions from people around. Be proactive to the people in school and they could feel that interesting part of you. Who knows? maybe they'll love your indian foods or customs that they find you pretty cool. When i was in the U.s, i shared everything about Taiwan, i didn't got scold at or excluded, instead they loved it. They find Taiwan absollutly interesting and a must travel destination for food.

Two Lives?

I believe being in contact with diffrent backgrounds could already change a person. For example, a understanding of another person's culture, if you feel that their view point actually shows a point to one person's philisophy, then he would be influenced. I was in contact with radical Christians to Arab Muslims in the U.S that believed both of their culture would dominate the world in the future. They each had their own belief of a better society and i took in both of their ideas in addition to my own multi god belief. I find each of their lives very interesting and i feel it have mixed into my life aswell. I get adapted to things around me easily and i can face no problem getting the hang of it. It doesn't matter where or what kind of enviroment i could live of it. There was also other things about these cultures are their writing that i find very interesting. Muslim's education was taught to write in circles, like a big round loop that never touches the actual point. Chinesee writing cuts to the point. American writing, thats say there's diffrent ways of writing it, such as a hamburger, or the other way, ellipses. The summer that i went to America that i had to share classes with all kind of people, i learned both style of writing and could switch around. Well, not so fluent with the way Muslim writes it but the basic understanding of it. Its not so hard to influence me, i'm very easy to adapt and could change overnight.

Style

Style is a really hard word to define, however i believe its a uniqueness in everyone. The unique characteristic that separates you from other people. For example, Julius have adhd and his retarded mind is something that no human being in this universe could achieve, his very name is an insult to people. His retardness of insulting people and overreacting around people is his style. The thing that separates him from other people. My hair and how my mind spins around things are my style. Such as the way i dress with tight jeans or the puffy hair and acessories around me is the style i dress. I believe there is a style from how everyone dress, it could be interpreted it like stereotypes, a nerd is a style, a emo is a style. Style identifies diffrent things from b boy all the way to old man. There are numerous things as to styles, from the way one writes, dress, sing, anything that you could show that you are unique. A good style basically just doesn't annoy anyone or make people impress. if i have to list a bad style, Julius is a perfect example, expressing extra and annoything thoughts to people around is definetly what people hate. His terrible moral idea and manner are terrible, if there's anyone that we should not view as a role model for style that would be Julius.

A Daring Adventure

fate is quite a hard thing to define for me. Sometimes it feels like you or the person controls the fate, but what if the thoughts you are having right now thinking you control fate was all merely what gods or our maker want us to feel? Sure, life is a daring adventure, but one part of me believe that this is a set out routine for everyone. Why? i don't know, god have other plans probably, but i believe some special people have their own fate while some doesn't. Let me rephrase that, everyone have a own personal plan set out for them from god, but the truly special people are the ones defying this map of fate given. For example, Hellen Kate, who knows if she was a actual "mapped out" person created from the gods and was here to encourage people. Her sole purpose might by actually come and persuade handicaps or regular people that you could fight. Another possiblity is that she was suppose to be a drunk old pessimistic woman that moans about life, but instead she defied fate and became something like this, a person with great goals and heart. I believe this question leads to the event with time, reincarnation or anything that have to do with life/death and gods (or God) and even science. Why? because this thing we so called fate and events could change every second if we chose to defy it. Imagine this, multiple events and people all links into a map, this map maps out a gazillion gazillion gazillion diffrent possiblity of how one event could happen and alternated the universe we are in right now. This have a link to science, and the mapper is god/gods. Have you ever heard of a thing called worm hole or bug hole in the universe? Sceintist believes that this hole could allow us to jump back in time like back to the future. The explan this warm hole as our universe is a curved world, you are moving on the bottom side, while you use the worm hole, you get yourself link up to another universe that is either below this universe or above it. If that's true, then this world is one hell of a big world. Let's say we are in the third dimension right now, we jump back in time to alternate a event or for fun, that means there must be another world/dimension before us, even if its 1 sec or maybe we don't even know if this is counted as 1 sec or some other wierd time zone. This individual event in one's life is too small to the whole world. It may be big to this universe, but it is too small i believe for god to even care about. To a further extend on that, i jump into a the past at 1pm, another guy jumps in the same time as i do. we are in the same world, if he jumps in one sec slower, he would be somewhere totally diffrent. If everyone in the world decided to jump into another time zone, man, that is some huge ass chart that is going to be for the time zones. This might be a little bit too much relevant information, but it was a question i have been thinking for quite a long time. Budddhist's reincarnation would be a totally diffrent say, if you died and reincarnated, that would be a diffrent story. A dimension in mythical term would be life a string of life. Everyone have his or her spirit, souls, or whatever you call it. You are tied to this stirng, when you jump into the worm hole, its like a mythical area like the myth when a man went in to the sea palace, he lived a happy life, and when he came out the sea palace, he realized his in another place. The area of worm hole would a place or a time zone like a mythical portal. It transport you spirit in another sting of life. When you die, the reincarnation would transport you to this string you are having right now? or is it some other string. Like when you actually went to another string/dimension, is there a individual carnation system there? or is it a huge carnation system of every string of life. For this journal, its too big a topic, however i did put in alot and alot of thoughts to this question. It might pull everything man have discovered together, or simply a imagination. A event in life sometime could be too small to change in the whole multi universe but to this string of life you are bond to, it might change everything.

Memories

My strongest memory when i was little but fromed by shock and admiration. I believe that shock is something that would create a lasting image in someone's mind. When i was little, about 1st grade, i always hang out around my neighborhood with a big brother and 3 big sisters. They were like my real brothers and sisters even more than my own little sister. We played together in school, went out for food, mess around, and even sleepovers are a usual thing to all of us. My big brother was a tall skinny person 3 years older than me, with a buzzcut like haircut and i believe pretty handsome. He had a sister that is 2 years older than me, which was one of my big sister i hang out with. Across my building, lives the two twin sisters i had, very beauriful, both older tham me by 3 years. All 4 of them had some of the top grades and skills. My big brother and his sister was taekwando champion. The twin sisters has top grades in her class and the whole grade. The event happened at a wendsay afternoon after we came back. I was playing alone beside the pond in our community. Somehow there was two kids about 2 years older than me that slipped into our community. When i was little, i was a small little kid that was kind of easy to pick on. They slipped in and started messing around in the pond, throwing rocks at the fishes or splashing water on plants that i helped grew. I decided that i am going to tell them to stop. As i walk over to them, they started picking on me. Laughing about my size, my grade, and pushing me around. I was quite angry and told them to stop, it made the older one a bit angry and took up my ball on the side decided to throw it at me. I was so scare from the minute he went to pick the ball and i squat down holding my hand above my head. Not aware that me older brother and sister were coming. He threw the ball at me and suddenly my older brother ran infrony of me and tried to catch the ball. He failed, and the ball hit him in the eye pretty hard. He fell on the ground and started moaning on the impact of the ball. I grew furious by the actions from these two older boys. I had a habit when i was small, whenever i am very angry or sad i would cry easily. I cry in anger for how useless i am or the sorrow that people doesn't like me. I started crying on the spot looking at my friend on the ground and thought he broke his nose or something. The two boys were shocked too fearing they caused trouble and would be beat up by their parents. While they froze at the ground, i sobbed and took up a thick stick that we used to hit the snakes and jumped on top of the one that threw the ball. I beat him senselessly with my stick, even though i was kind of small but he did got beat up pretty well. With my weight on top he couldn't do anything, it was when my older sisters pulled me off him that i realized the boy was bleeding. They ran away from the pond and i stared at my big brother who looked like nothing happened. With a smile on his face he pulled me off to the pond and we started playing again. I was totally shock by how he hold his anger. He didn't ran and chase the boys down, he simply smiled at me and forgot about the whole thing. THe total admiraiton of him rose up and i find myself a super idol in my life. He took a ball from a random stranger for me and didnt' feel mad. It basically opened a door to my life on hom i want to live around my friends. I;ve decided to protect my friends and back them up no matter what happens. The act of heroic i expierenced was something that i will never forget for the rest of my life.

Your Role

My role in this disastrous film making project is Curly. Why do i ex[ress it as a disastrous project? simply because qare pretended director have no idea of what his doing and dremat of him doing a greatjob. Julius, as the director i beleieve bought in his peersonal opnion and dislike of me. He neglected all comments or suggestions i made and constantly mock me and find me troubles throughout the film. None of the rehearsal arranged or prprs were put into action. No decorations of the character or the planning of the overlay of the schedule have been made as well. His fooling around during practices such as practicing the lines. He doesn't have any idea how to film somehting. He probably doesn't even know how to direct anything at all. All this would be okay, i wouldn't mind teaching him some of it or give advices to him. However the worst part is that he constantly mocks me throughout practive and discusstion and never take in my opnion. He feels that decorations are a waste of time. Then i ask you this, what are you do besides the decorations? sure you could focus on the lines and make good actings, but what if you don't even have the proper or right cloth in a filming project for a western like film!? The very first rehearsal that are about to be filmed today, he told us to wear normal cloth to filming without the people knowing their lines. He honetly have no idea of what to do and what should do but complaining to everyone and said i didn't provide any contributions. Julius's idea for props is just one thing, the dog and that's it. Just today, when everyone is talking about god knows what, I gave numerous diffrent ideas and offering one of my own personal thing to him and he said nothing. Viewed all my advie as shit and walked away in front of everybody else. His disruptive and uncooperating attitude to everyone. He took my advice as disruptions and said i didn't contribute to anything at all. While the other students are talking, i took my time, sacrificing my brain cells, to talk to this irrogant boy. All the other people are doing their respectful jobs, Sarah did the script flawlessly with the narrators and the actions listed out. Brian have the idea of how his suppose to act and his lines. Patrick have his camera ready all the time. Benson have no task recently so i don't really now. Austin is doing a great on cooperating with people and Vivian also contributed her time to looking at the character. In the end, Julius is a terrible director that doesn't have any idea on how to organize a team and a film. His ignorance and "taking everything for granted" attitude is making alot of people pissed. Besides that, his personal anger and dislike of me are also getting in the way to the making of the film. I still want a good grade, and i wish you can understand that if i put my anger into this, i wouldn't have wasted my time on trying to talk to him.  If there's anyone that should be kicked out or deserve a terrible grade, i believe its Julius. Taking a job that he is not capable of and not even trying to do a good job on it. I regret that i gave the job of director to him.

Analyzing Visuals

Looking at the picture, it portraits the titanic tilting and sinking in to the water with a incredible curve moving down into the water. The lights inside the boat from the paingint are so small. Comparing the vast background painted of the dark night, showing how lonely the titanic was sinking alone down in the water. The lights radiated from the ship are so dim and little while the night and ocean are vast and dark that could suck humanity in. It features the two life boats in the fron as there are people discussing on what are their next step. Two man stand on the boat talking to each other for solutions to this situation. I'm thinking the painter purposly painted only two boats to show how little people survive from the tragic accident. While the boat started sinking down in the water, all over the boat are people jumping down into the water and people grabbing hold of the rails to prevent themselves from falling in the water. When looking at the picture, it provides a better image of how the accident occured. The vast ship and the tiny people on it all falling down and dying. Hopeless people sits on the lifeboats cold and scared for their fate. It gives ame a strong sense of how the nature are overpowering the abilities of mankind, even the greatest and biggest ship could crash. The perspective of the painting was drawn as if this is the view of another survivor sitting in another life boat.

Will to Survive

Yes, lots of books had this kind of scene of sacrificing themselves for the well beings of other people. I beleive this is a  heroic act that is upon my instinct. I wouldn't think about if i should go save someone or not. I wouldn't balence about saving people or saving myself. If i'm out of trouble, such as a boat crash or a car crash in the water, i would jump back down and save people. I have the ability to swim and save someone that doesn't have the ability, then why should i waste this ability? This question correspond to a simliar quote, the stronger you are the greater you're responsibilities are. When you have a skill of survival and someone else doesn't, you should go down and save them. It doesn't matter if its in a burning building, a sunken car or someone drowning in the middle of the ocean. Some people would worry about themselves only, while some worries about other people. It's a act of selfisness and nonselfishness. This doesn't apply to people who doesn't have the ability to save someone. In the passage of titanic we read, i saw the part where people kicked people off the life boats where only half of them were full. I feel that's outrageous, how could somebody do such a thing as to simply cut off their chance to live? Those people are disgusting to my view, a extra people on the boat doesn't mean it's going to crash. In fact it might even provide with a little more heat as they cuddle together. However, people do stupid things in danger times. Most probably wouldn't remember that they have to save people before the y realize they're safe.

Bad Choices

I know nothing about the actual story, I didn't even watched the movie. All i remember about the movie was the time i accidentlly skipped in on star movies. It was the girl and Jack playing around bugging and annoying the butler. besides that part running and laughing, nothing came to me. In fact, i turned the channel when i saw the stupid acting on playing and guessing that this is going to be a retarded movie. The titanic was a huge ship, it sank under the ice berg. I had a little sneak peak on the story Titanic, it explained how the sinking was tragic and shouldn't had so many people died. So many people thought the ship was unsinkable, they overestimated the ship's potential or underestimated the power of nature. This state of mind that the boat can solve all their problems might have caused half of the amount of people that died. When your mind are weak and believed that something will always win, you couldn't take in the fac tthat this thing might lose. So when that something lost, everything could a huge impact on you. Like the people on titanic, they believed that the ship will never sink. However when the ship did sink, the original sharpness of mind for survival went dull. They couldn't believe the fact that the ship crashed and doesn't beleive it. The disbeleive and the event shocked their minds and paused for everything. I believe the ship had no problem, but the people riding and steering the ship had a problem. This is the same problem to the captain and crew, believing the ship too much and then slack off the work. Their mind wasn't kept in the state that accidents can happen to them.

Sources

Primary sources and secondary differs much, however many people often mix it up together. The best example for primary source are ear to ear facts. For example, a document that was written by the people actually participating in the event. Making a interview with them and get actual facts from them ar epromary sources. Secondary sources are the informations that other people wrote. Autobiography is a primary source written by the actual person, biography is a secondary source that somebody else wrote about this person. Its most easy to refer as one is from the actual setting and the other one after the setting. The major disaster 911 earthquake that happened in Taiwan had devastating effects. A primary source from a event like this would be a interview from someone that suffered or winessed the event happening. You could fin some video that was filmed or books written about the horrors that happened during the earthquake. Pictures that were shot during the event, letters, video, film, interview and sound recording of the event are all a example of primary source on the event. A secondary source to the event of 911 earthquake would be stories, movies, things inside a text book that tralks about the event, and biographies. These are things that are createdd after the primary sources are created. They come in second hand.

Emotional Setting

In the novel "Of Mice and Men", the emotional setting is quite caring and heartly like father to son. The story starts out from the bus and then down to the swamp place that they were eating. Then they move into the place to meet their new boss. Throughout the story you could feel this very caring and father to son atmopshere. George is more superior towards Lennie. George gives Lennie orders on things to do or not to do because he couldn't take care of himself. Simliar to how a father disciplines his son on things allowed and not allowed. George also yell and scream at him like a unsult to get him on his track. Lennie would take in the insult and try his best on remembering it or becomes puzzled. George also applause Lennie when he remembered soemthing. For example the time where they were about to go to the boss, Lennie remembered not to say a word and George was pleased with is performance at the camp fire. Besides that, it also have a love, caring but somehow hopeless feeling in the atmosphere. George couldn't go live his life, his tied up to this huge rock that he have to took care of. Lennie is like a baby, a lost puppy that just couldn't be let go. George couldn't abandon him in the forest or the cave. However his heart still takes care of Lennie, a caring personality is around them. There's also tensiona and dangerous mood whenever somehow look at Lennie. From the part of the boss to curly, its all anger towards the big guy and trying to test him. The reader can get a sweat from from what George wouldd do to take out the conflivt.

Magic Pictures

P 359 the picture with the wierd creepy sun hand. This is a really picture but somehow do connect to the feeling of magic realism. Magic realism have the magical things inside the settings oridinary for the people. When normal people walks over the wierd hand they would stare or normally feel wierd about it. In the picture, the people on top kind of just do their things. Nothing seems strange to them. Below the picture, its 3 minature man on the fish. This is magical things as well, man sitting on a flying fish? That's unusual and not something that we ecounter everyday. I find the faces of the people really wierd and disturbing, even the fish looks kind of odd. I couldn;t relate the story back to this picture, not in any way in term of ideaology. Maybe the wierd man on fish is like the old man with enormous wing. Being beat down by men. This seems like a picture that just squashed random stuff together. maybe the artist that did this sculpture is the same that did the sun hand. because i find their face kind of connected together. However i still find this very very scary. The faces could probably give me nightmares.

Magic Realism

I'v never had any trouble imagening things. Magic realism is like fantasy, where people let their wildest imaginations grow and invent things themselves. Have some fun and mess with the character while they read. I could imagine the whole story while i read whituout a problem. Some peole couldn't read books like these and think they are stupid. I believe these people tend to read alot less than normally what people whould read. Reading is a pleasure, a way where you control the story and how everything is like. If you watch a cartoon, there's no imagination going on in your brains. The images are provided for you and limiting you froming changing the scene. Watching a tv or reading a comic book also limits your imagination. The less you read, the more unfamiliar youw ill be when it comes to imagening a scene and stepping into your own world. I've always had an wild imagination, however i do know some people who doesn't like to read books and feels my books are dumb. Like my sister, she never reads any book. It would be 3 month for 1 book about another love story. She never liked reading, and often times when we told her to picture something in her mind she couldn't do it. Picturing something in minds are like reading a story including fantast stuffs. Magic realism provides almost all the things from a fantasy novel into the real world. A angel would be ordinary, a dragon would e something for food everyday life. The more one reads, the more one gets familiar with the subject and the more imaginative creations they can create. The less one reads, the more unusual they will find the settings and the creatures are. Confused and puzzled by the surroundings or people, they will get bored since they don't understand anything.

The Unexpected

Nothing in my life really gets me scared, or possibly i haven't encounter anything blood dripping horrific. I encountered some very unusual situation in my house such as seeing or hearing really wierd noises but none scares me. The one thing that had made a strong impression in my life was the expierence that i got stuck inthe elevator. The expierence was someting that i could never threw it out of my head. It pops back everytime i have to ride an elevator. When i was about 7, i got stucked in the elevator for more than 4 hours alone in the dark. It was a terrifying expierence as the surrounding was full of mirrors. It provides you with a claustrophobic illusion of your own image everywhere. Staring at you and wandering aimlessly as the image will reflect one another from the other wall. The elevator consists of three large mirros from three sides and you can see yourself wherever you look. The image overlaps and continue in to somewhat a endless corridor that you can't stop. If i ever encouter this again, i would be a little extra calm, however, i don't think i could react any bit better. The fear of being stuck for another hopeless 4 hour waiting for rescue is terrifying. Alone in the dark makes the situation worse. I hated the expierence and it had always been a nightmare riding an elevator. I wonder if time would erase this nightmare, and i definetly wish it could.

Ode

I planned to have my ode about my nail. SO many people dislike my nails but i just don't get why, so i decidd to use my ode to explain all that's good about nails. The conveniance, the stylishness, the scratching and relaztiona and things such as cutting over a book or cover without using a scissor. I also loved to use it as a weapon. It is one of my top weapon choice when it is to fight someone. You can make your opponent in pain with long nails and pinching them or simply scratch their skin off. Convinant and usful whenever you're in the middle of trouble. I would also like to use some other topics such as women, but i find that a little too inappropriate with the things i might write.

Another P.O.V.

I've decided to use the scene with the police taking down Christopher. I will ne writing the story in the point of view of the police. I believe the part with the police could provide the most interesting thoughts and efvents that are happening in the scene. I portriat the police with a scene eating donuts first, fat and a bit grumpy. He would take Christopher as a wierd kid that would kill a dog. He would be in awe at such a gross scene where this kid holds the dog in his arm. His wierd attitude will piss the police off even more. Impatient and angry will result beating Christopher and he will jump up and attack him. The assault of Christopher wil further stikes up fury inside the poice's heart. He would probably view Chirstopher as a boy in puberty that's oppose to the whole world. Thinking that he could take a beating to calm him down and show him whose the boss. He does not know that he have a problem i nhis brain, and doesn't care.

Holiday Reality

To bad so sad, i wasn't here when u guys have this journal entry i think. However i did have an idea on what my trip into Japan would be. I thought it was suppose to be a trip full of girls and shopping, staring at hot girls arounde. In the end it was totally diffrent from i expectede. It ended up a food and animation trip. Half of the stuff i bought was about mangas. All the cloth such as pants or jackets had something i dont like on it. In the end the only pants i loved was too expensive for me to buy it. I was full 24/7 never hungried. Whenever i saw something looking good to eat i stopped and bought it. Next them items i bought was all about one piece and the famous japenese catoon 宮崎駿. The food was fantastic, however this trip was totally diffrent from what i thought i would be. The girls were not as hot as what i expected. My dad's friend's cousin's daughter was terrible, fat cubby little mean chatty girl which is totally opposite of what i thought would be. So it was totally diffrent.

Omniscient P.O.V.

It would totally change the story. We will not know what the little boy is thinking or his thought of this as an adventure. In stead, this will be a story of a tempted mother either relaz and think about gorcerry or the struggle of letting his little boy go and be a man. This story was orginally about a boy trying to grow up and leave puberty, to take on an adventure. However, parents want their children beside them and protect them. If this story becomes the mother's view, she will be looking out a thinking if she should stop her son from diving.

Film v Print

Movies and books have always been quite a place for people to expierence adventure. Often times i enjoyed reading books than watching movies. Books provide the reader a more imaginative way of everything from it. You get to imagine what the character actually look like, the settings, the plot twist of the whole story. Diffrent people expiernce the story diffrently and they predicts a diffrent way of the whole thing goes. When you watch a movie, it fills in all the colors for you. From the diffrent colors of the tree, the specific arrangement of people and everything about the movie. You loses the space to be free of your mind and imagine. For some people this is a bless from movie. They couldn't remember the whole thing from the book that they created. Therefore watching a movie and letting the colors and images flow your mind just boosts the expiernce with its long lasting memories. As for me, i remember how i first imagine the story, and the way i imagined it are always more interesting than what the movie portraits. Everytimg i read a book, i expierence the adventure fully and feel that i interact inside the story. This feeling of interaction is something that i can never feel from wacthing a movie.

Shaped by Time and Place

Time and palce changes a person's hobby or interests. I often imagine myself living in another time zone or another country such as the Renaisance period. I love arts in the Renaisance time and all the famous work of symbolisms and artist style. That was the time of my great interest in art. I would learn art from famous painters such as Alberch Durer or maybe Titian. I could then leave my name in history and be a famous and honorable person. Living in the islands or Hawaii could also be interesting. I'm very interested in board sports such as snowboarding or surfing. I picture myself cutting through the waves and diving down the rocks. Getting tanned, getting fit and leave a short little curl hair and no more glasses. I could live in Japan and hnag out with some hot japanese girls. Go snowboarding every saturday from 8:00 to 6:00 and become a expert on snowboarding while my grades are still good. Life in another place sounds good, diffrent from America or Taiwan where you just have a popular sport of basketball or baseball. Away from video games or much of a tv when you have the natural surroundings around you to be able to feel the cool breezes of the wave or from the snow each day.

How You Present Yourself

Each person present themselve in the soceity diffrently. SOme shows them as a very active and cheerful person. SOme shows them as a strong and scary man. However, i believe these traits depends on people if they conceal or reveal themselves. Take me as an example, i may look sheerful everywhere, but people say i'm the type of people that conceals themselves and hide all sorrow away. I may look disorganized, but i arrange efverything in a order that i know of and like. If anything is out of order or passed the specific limit that i want. I would burst off or redo the whole thing. There are also people in the school that conceal themselve. They can act all so tough and silent, however they turned out to some pathetic fool that doesn't know anything. There are a few person in school that are just like that and doesn't do any work. People around the school have diffrent traits and view of themselves. They might conceal or reveal, and i mostly reveal and some traits of mine are automatically taken over by my outside appearance.

Symbol of the House

The story of Julio Cortazar shows lots of symbols. I personally couldn't figure out what the house is. It may be a symbol of the two main character's mind, but somehow the things inside the house doesn't quite fit into place. To be honest, this story made me wonder alot of things. There are things from the money, the yarn, and the french books and the trips. The French books and the trips could be used as a pathway of traveling between reality and his sanity. If we are using the house as his mind. As for the sister, the yarn could also be the one thing that entact her and the actual world. By knitting, she holds onto something that is true in her hands and continue to knit and knit. The brothor walks out the door, be intact of reality and goes down to the book store. The book store could means several diffrent things. A actual book store, or the book store means the society. Where he talks to people and gets no answer. From the answer of no french book was founded, it may means that his words doesn't get any reply from the society. His travels are get the yarn, murmur on the street and people thinks his insane and regard him out.

Being Tested

In a story, characters faces diffrent obstacles in their way. When a character passes a new obstacles, they expierence diffrent changes through their minds and body. In old stories, myths, legends, the hero takes up a responsibility of killing a mythical creature or great enemy. In the end of the battle, the hero will slay the monster and often receive a new object for their quest. Often times, their conquer of a enemy also brings physical such as body improvement with their victory and they grow stronger. There are also mental changes in some stories. Like the book i just finished today, the main character realized what his family was doing for the past thousands of years and destoyed the evil that lies inside his family. He received a new power however also feel hopeless and in awe on the big secret that lies behind his family. This change brought him into a new mental change and shock as all conquer in the end isn't always good.

Proving One’s Self

Teenagers are always trying to prove themselves. Their position in the school society, community, or the respect that they get. Take me as an example, i tend to hang out with people older than me. I have to act a bit more mature than some people in my grade will do, like not to spit boba tea on the ground(for fun). Proving myself to look more mature, doesn't matter your clothings or your body. I tried to get fit and grow my six packs, althought i'm skinny but its growing. I find this proving oneself also have a relationship between finding who you are. Finding what you really are, what you really like and can do happens in this time. I used to try out diffrent kind of clothing to find what i really like, from chinese boys to american boys than to a bit skater punk feeling. This is all part of a finding yourself and tou maturity process. Making a dare or fulfilling a promise is also a way to prove youself among the people. Successing a dare from a people tend to make you feel more intact with people and not being left out.

Symbols

A symbol, a name or a object that represents a specific meaning. There are lots of symbols all over the world. A logo, a flag, a brand, or a native american spirit animal. Symbols can be both natrually agreed on or maybe someone presents the idea and people sort of agree and give in to it. When you look at how the symbols of the native americans. The wolf and eagle represents diffrent spirits and people carry them as symbols. They were presented by elders can over a period of time, people agreed on and know each animal's aymbol out of the top of their head. A logo or a flag is also a form of symbol. They were created by someone and used to represent themselves. People creates some logo at will by making a company or establish something that says" Hey! this is us, look at our picture that represents us!" there are also natural symbol that occurs around. I'm a perfect example of a symbol. People in school calls me brocolli because they just thought of me when they look at the brocolli. This idea was started by one person sudden;y adn everybody agreed on it.

Welcome Back!

I had a fantastic weekend, the trip in japan, a whole week of going out, and a even week of games. My trip to Japan was epically fun and hilarious. Derek had a 6 stitches and eddy broke his arm. I advance to intermediate skill in snowboarding in a day. Snowboarding was so fun, with the soft and melty snow in Japan is something that i have never felt before. The snow i used to ski in are hard carving snow. With the soft snow in Japan, snowboarding feels like surfing as the snow flies all around you when you carve. The restaurants inside the hotel was also fantastic. Everyday we could eat something diffrent and a extreme quantity and quality. The lunch ramen and tempura was also fantastic. After te trip in Japan, i went back to taiwan for a week of games and computer. It was games and some homework to work on then nothing else. The second week, i met with some old friends from America and we went to a china spicy shabu shabu. It was pretty good meat, but expensive. At the last day of 2010, i met up with Alex and a whole bunch of other people to shopping. We split up in the end and watched a movie. After knowing they are going to 101 i decided to go back home, didn't feel like squeezing with them in the crowd. I watched 3 movie over the break, due date, the tourist, and tron. It was one of my best winter break, and wish it was longer.