Life seems to go too fast. you usually realize it when its too late, like forgetting the poster you spend all night working on, the day you need to present it. Everything goes smoothly as planned, and suddenly you realize you're only six weeks from graduating eighth grade, leaving sweet memories of the drama that is called "middle school"
Only the last four years (my middle school started in 5th grade) I have experienced the most exciting, most dramatic, and most tiring moments of my life. I have seen the drama, the feeling that all innocence is lost, the feeling of dispair. And I have seen the hope, the strength that shows no matter what happens, that anything is possible. These are the memories that I will remember the most.
Some people say that school is a waste of time. If that was true, our lives would turn for the worse. School is not only created as a place of education, it grows into the place where you cherish your friends, and where you discover who you are. Others believe that school is a popularity contest. If so then those "popular" people they refer to, will never have as much of a good time as the rest of us. We have twelve years to make or break us, twelver years to decide who do we want to be.
Middle School is a rocky time for all of us. Our emotions (and hormones) run high, and we feel the need to assent ourselves as bigger and better then the rest. If you choose to love the world, then the world will love you back. I have heard all the middle school horror stories; the bullying, the teasing, hearts being shattered, self confidence breaking, and we all are just not so sure about what tomorrow will bring. Middle School is what you make it to be. My schedrule might be busy, but I'm still enjoying life. For all those out there, who despise the drama, the crowded hallwayws, the terrible school lunches, try to grow to love something.
It dosen't matter if your passion is writing or running, it only matters that you're passionate about it. C'est la vie. That's Life. Get the most out of your middle school years. And maybe you can dream about a sunny day.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Running 'till your heart gives out...
Life is a strange thing. We are born, we live, we die. What we do in our short lifespan is what defines us as human beings, as individual people.
Earlier today, I was running my heart out to get to the local drug store so I could purchase some balloons for "Science Olympiad". I ran about a mile each way in the sweltering heat of early spring, all just to test something out, to try something new. I realized sweating on the way back, is this what I want to do? Do I want to end up like sub-human winning machine. Do I still want to live? Or do I want to move foward?
Is this what defines me? Sweating over for a dream? Is it worth it? Is it worth my life. I've been living, breathing, dreaming about one thing. I've worked so hard that it seems its not my dream anymore. It's my coaches' dream, its my teammates' dream but it ain't my cup of tea anymore.
How can I get out? How can I find my life again? I just want to live my life...I just want to be truly free...
Earlier today, I was running my heart out to get to the local drug store so I could purchase some balloons for "Science Olympiad". I ran about a mile each way in the sweltering heat of early spring, all just to test something out, to try something new. I realized sweating on the way back, is this what I want to do? Do I want to end up like sub-human winning machine. Do I still want to live? Or do I want to move foward?
Is this what defines me? Sweating over for a dream? Is it worth it? Is it worth my life. I've been living, breathing, dreaming about one thing. I've worked so hard that it seems its not my dream anymore. It's my coaches' dream, its my teammates' dream but it ain't my cup of tea anymore.
How can I get out? How can I find my life again? I just want to live my life...I just want to be truly free...
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Pop Culture craziness
In our increasingly media-saavy lives, we experience pop culture craziness such as the Back dorm boys. Here are them performing "That way" (Original by the Backstreet Boys)
Enjoy a different slice of the world, courtesy of Youtube. The Back Dorm Boys or known beter as the Chinese Backstreet Boys posted this video back in November 2005. The two of them at the time were college students in Guangzhou, China. This was featured in Vh1's special: Top 40 Internet Superstars. Just another internet video......for you pleasure
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Love defies all
What does Love matter?
Love is something that represents the best in all of us. Love does not discriminate, it is color-blind, it is something that is the center of your world, when you're in it, and the thing you hate the most when you're out of it. It does not matter where two people are in the world, but when they fall in love, everything changes.
Since the beginning of time, writers and playwrights have obsessed over it. From Romeo and Juliet, to Titanic, we the writers/creative minds of the world, have been scripting the most beautiful scenes. The scenes that can make grown men cry. Are we all hopeless romantics?
We fight over love, we die for it. It something that it is unexplainable as long as we live. We don't know why we think about it...We're just all clueless...Love defies all, Love defies gravity...
Love is something that represents the best in all of us. Love does not discriminate, it is color-blind, it is something that is the center of your world, when you're in it, and the thing you hate the most when you're out of it. It does not matter where two people are in the world, but when they fall in love, everything changes.
Since the beginning of time, writers and playwrights have obsessed over it. From Romeo and Juliet, to Titanic, we the writers/creative minds of the world, have been scripting the most beautiful scenes. The scenes that can make grown men cry. Are we all hopeless romantics?
We fight over love, we die for it. It something that it is unexplainable as long as we live. We don't know why we think about it...We're just all clueless...Love defies all, Love defies gravity...
Sunday, March 04, 2007
One dream
How far do you go for a dream? For that moment of glory? Even if it takes your entire life, even if it changes who you are.
That's the question that I keep asking myself. I used to be a journalist, used to try to write as many news stories as possible, but I gave that up to have a life. I gave up that dream so I could live, have fun, get away from my house. And I told myself that I hoped I would never have to make that type of decision again.
And life moved on for a while...it seemed like everything would be happier ever after. Until Science Olympiad came knocking around my door. It seems not that I'm so entrenched in the organization, that when my plan to enjoy a season of track surfaced recently it seemed to stoke a fire in the eyes of many.
Is a dream worth giving up everything else. Even know, after three months, I'm just so tired and exhausted from life. I think its changed me, but I don't know for better or worse.
I'm just so lost...What more do you want from me? I've given blood, sweat and tears. What more do you want? I'm human, just like you. This might not matter ten years from this, this might matter alot. Is it worth it? I'll leave that to you to decide.
That's the question that I keep asking myself. I used to be a journalist, used to try to write as many news stories as possible, but I gave that up to have a life. I gave up that dream so I could live, have fun, get away from my house. And I told myself that I hoped I would never have to make that type of decision again.
And life moved on for a while...it seemed like everything would be happier ever after. Until Science Olympiad came knocking around my door. It seems not that I'm so entrenched in the organization, that when my plan to enjoy a season of track surfaced recently it seemed to stoke a fire in the eyes of many.
Is a dream worth giving up everything else. Even know, after three months, I'm just so tired and exhausted from life. I think its changed me, but I don't know for better or worse.
I'm just so lost...What more do you want from me? I've given blood, sweat and tears. What more do you want? I'm human, just like you. This might not matter ten years from this, this might matter alot. Is it worth it? I'll leave that to you to decide.
Monday, February 26, 2007
It's all local to me
One thing that I love about going to the neighborhood school, in the slice of surburbia that I live in, is the real sense of community. Walking down the hallways (trying not to be late for forth period) you hear things like how nice the pizza guys at the local hotspot, Renatos.
Or it's sheer coincidence that your classmate's older brother bags your groceries at the
local grocery store. But thats what makes living in small town surburbia so nice. I used to go to a small wonderful private school, but now I really do feel connected to the world. The world is really
small when you look at it closely.
Your relationships with people define your life. Its just a wonderful life in small town America...
Or it's sheer coincidence that your classmate's older brother bags your groceries at the
local grocery store. But thats what makes living in small town surburbia so nice. I used to go to a small wonderful private school, but now I really do feel connected to the world. The world is really
small when you look at it closely.
Your relationships with people define your life. Its just a wonderful life in small town America...
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Understanding life
In this crazy world we call our own, we keep on having to adapt. We are forevermore lost in trans-
lation. We face our fears, we scale our challenges, we move on from the past, we keep on dreaming
and hoping for a better tomorrow. In general, we live.
There's so much to understand about life. I'm as lost as you are. The only thing that keeps us on the ground is our relationships with one another. Without them, we are nothing. We might just be another lonely person living. And that's what makes humanity and life so special.
We are measured by how we are connected to each other. Stuff happens, but we are still here, together. It might not make sense to you, but you and I we are connected. And that's what makes us human.
lation. We face our fears, we scale our challenges, we move on from the past, we keep on dreaming
and hoping for a better tomorrow. In general, we live.
There's so much to understand about life. I'm as lost as you are. The only thing that keeps us on the ground is our relationships with one another. Without them, we are nothing. We might just be another lonely person living. And that's what makes humanity and life so special.
We are measured by how we are connected to each other. Stuff happens, but we are still here, together. It might not make sense to you, but you and I we are connected. And that's what makes us human.
A thought about my life
Well as I am typing this, it is flurring outside my window. It's one of those days that makes you
reflect about your life. And everything you have ever wished you did. On the eve of Valentine's
day, I sit here writing about my life, my love, and everything that I care about.
There are the moments in your life, when you realize that you don't know where you're going next.
Floating down the hallway, and you wonder what your life has added up to. Its the time of year,
when you remember its measured in love. It dosen't matter how many people fall for you, it
dosen't matter how many records you've shattered, or how good your grades are. It takes some
people their entire lives to figure that out, it takes some people like me, something like Valentine's
Day to remind me.
Love is a very strange thing. Scientists say that its a chemical reaction, and that it is nothing other
than basic chemistry hardwired into our systems. Then again, I always thought they came up with
that after they were rejected the very first time they ever asked something out. Measuring your life in love isn't just a song from RENT, its something that when you really think about it, you know it to be true too.
Tomorrow, I tiredly wake up, and I'll move on. Not because I want to, because I have to. Maybe its
just the valentine day blues, or its just life as a teenager. I'll just never know....
reflect about your life. And everything you have ever wished you did. On the eve of Valentine's
day, I sit here writing about my life, my love, and everything that I care about.
There are the moments in your life, when you realize that you don't know where you're going next.
Floating down the hallway, and you wonder what your life has added up to. Its the time of year,
when you remember its measured in love. It dosen't matter how many people fall for you, it
dosen't matter how many records you've shattered, or how good your grades are. It takes some
people their entire lives to figure that out, it takes some people like me, something like Valentine's
Day to remind me.
Love is a very strange thing. Scientists say that its a chemical reaction, and that it is nothing other
than basic chemistry hardwired into our systems. Then again, I always thought they came up with
that after they were rejected the very first time they ever asked something out. Measuring your life in love isn't just a song from RENT, its something that when you really think about it, you know it to be true too.
Tomorrow, I tiredly wake up, and I'll move on. Not because I want to, because I have to. Maybe its
just the valentine day blues, or its just life as a teenager. I'll just never know....
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