Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Let it be


I admire Tomorrow. It never hesitates, it never waits.

I admire Next Week. The weather could rain, the heat might make me faint.

I admire Summer. The Sun shines so brightly, so brightly, so brightly.

I amdire Next year. Can't be predicted, and it can't be fake.



My dear, whatever awaits...
there is always tomorrow, next week, Summer, next year.

No tears, no fears, shall we put on all gears?

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Done


Just one more exam, then I can welcome summer with open arms and a huge bite of ice cream. Sorry, lactose-free ice cream.

On another note, I have room cleaning service and a double bed at my residence

Sunday, May 9, 2010

A Nose Job

Taken that today's Mother's Day. Here are some famous quotes my mother has said to me over the years of her care and love. However, before I begin typing out astonishing wisdom my mother has spoken to me, I would like to say, that I love my mother.Every word she says is out of kindness and care a mother has for her 18-year-old baby.

When I was 13:
"I wanted to get you surgically done double eye-lids when you were about three. But the night before surgery, double eye-lids appeared. It was as if they've been waiting to come out."
When I was 15:
"Want to get your nose done? You would look a lot prettier with a taller nose."

At 18
"You could probably consider getting surgically inserted bones to make you taller, and have longer legs."



I love you Mom, you never stop trying to make your daughter beautiful.
My mom, cares in a very different way

Monday, May 3, 2010

My oh My


I am putting off my studying time, because I know it won't do much help. What is there to study anyways, when my mind is completely blank. I am a completely lost person. My once passion has completely disappeared. Where did it all go? Perhaps, it was studying and studying. School has the tendency of robbing a person's life. It can take away your best passion and replace it with complete waste. However, at the same time it has the capacity of being nurtured to something beautiful. Beautiful in the terms that I have a clearer view of what matters and what doesn't. I am able to see clearly what life expects from me, and what I expect from life. I understand situation thrown at me in completely different perspectives and angles. Becoming ponderous is what I've learned. Knowing how to manage myself under stress and emotions is the gold medal I obtain at the end of the race.

Yet, thankfully, this isn't the end. Why? Because the end becomes another open door. It's like once a child is taught how to walk, the child has the liberty of going wherever and whenever. It's the end of crawling and dependence and the start of walking and independence. This is what is beautiful about school: the opening of so many different doors.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Stupidity


Prior to straight two weeks of exams, I am bombarded with life-threatening decision. Perhaps, not life-threatening, but VERY important decisions. And in the process of evaluating the options that are in front of me, I try very hard not to think too hard. Why not? Because my useless tear ducts allows itself to flow salty fluids down my cheeks. People usually call these salty fluids: tears. Therefore on top of the preparation for two weeks of exams and making critical decisions, I have to deal with my body's malfunction in thinking all troubles would dissolve by pouring salty fluids on top. Guess what tear ducts, YOU ARE WRONG!

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Titles

After my previous post, I feel that every moment in my life, including thinking about cosX and probability deserves its time to be noted. It's as if, my life has become more exciting and that there is actually more to look forward to. Every gesture I take, every thought I have, I would think of ways to present it on this blog. It's like an addiction. Or even better, a life I have never discovered.

I have topics dashing in my mind right now. However, as a civilized and organized human being, I would only choose one topic and elaborate to the point where it's drained dry. The topic would be tackled so hard that it will never stand again. It would never appear in front our eyes, ever again. It would not have the ability to climb its way back into our lives, because it would not have any privilege of being talked or thought about. This to-be dead topic, would disappear from the surface of Earth, and become waste in the landfills. I once and for all declare, that the topic is, Title. Yes, Title.

A title is a heading that names a status. It gives a general idea of the matter. The participants are prepared mentally of the matter and between the time he/she reads the title and reaches the matter, the participant decides whether or not they would want pursue further to the topic. Titles are clear examples how human depend on organization to live their lives. They need a heading to categorize the matter. Without an organized system of titles, humans are lost and have no idea of what they are dealing with. Let's put this theory in life-terms.

In school, students are taught according to titles. For instance, Math. The word, "math" itself is a title to the matter of dealing with numbers. Even without the title, "math", it is still dealing with numbers. It can be called Tomatoes, as long every one knows that it is dealing with Math. The content is the same, it's just the title, the brief summary of the matter, that is different. However, that is the problem. Without a mutually known title, students won't even know what they are dealing with.
Now let's take this to a more intimate issue: facebook status. Every time when someone updates their status, it is a declaration to the world of their current title. Josee Laughter is sexy. Sexy is the title, and summarizes the sexy matter the cyber world is dealing with. Is it necessary to tell the world that you are sexy? No, however it generalizes or in more technical terms, it organizes thoughts. It leaves the cyber world an idea of what they are dealing with and how to deal with the sexiness of Josee Laughter. Or else, they are completely lost with Josee Laughter

This concept may seem very confusing, however, if only you think hard enough, you'll realize that you're thinking of a title to generalize this post. You need a title to understand what you are dealing with as humans need organization to grope their way around the world.

Face it, we need and strive organization.


Saturday, April 17, 2010

Just another cloudy day

My title is merely a description of today's weather. It doesn't play any significant role in this post, so don't even bother connecting the content to the title. You'll be wasting your time.

Today, on another rainy day, I am going to try something that I haven't done before in public. I have only done this mysterious type of activity with my close friends, as it usually reveals the genuine thoughts in my mind. However, I feel that right now at this stage in life, I shouldn't really care about what people think about me. I should conduct my living in a regular and healthy way where I enjoy myself and love a little for those around me. Are you ready?

activity name: free thought
rules: limitless
materials: writing utensil and paper
procedure: pick a topic. within a certain period of time, write down all your unfiltered thoughts of that topic.

topic: chicken
ready?
go!
chicken is sexy, yum, chicken is very greasy, i have chicken beside me, 30 hour famine chicken, does chicken equal pregnancy? My dad likes chicken, too, but then again he likes all types of meat. chicken are birds who can't fly, they shouldn't even be called chicken. they are very weird looking. I can be a sexy chicken, I wonder if they talk. how do they talk?
DONE
ENJOY, FEAST, AND PRODUCE!