Today I am leaving for a much needed break to Ocean City...it will be nice to just to kick my feet into the sand and just have a little relaxation. Summer is finally here, full of beautiful days of pure sunshine and good memories.
After my short break to the beach, I will be leaving for CTY (John Hopkins Center of Talented Youth) for three weeks. It is simply the highlight of my summer, enjoying quality time with my friends at the campus of Franklin & Marshall. It is where I learned to live life, because life is simply too short.
Au revoir...........into the sunset....
Friday, June 22, 2007
Friday, June 15, 2007
It's all over
I started the wonderful journey of middle school, four years ago.....when I was just a little fifth grader, full of dreams about what would this part of my life be like. I have had the most wonderful and craziest four years of my life. Only in middle school can we really first start growing up...and learning how to live life.
I remember every single problem we deal with during these years that we're not quite sure what to do. We can only live and forget. There's been so many highs and lows in the last four years...it can't be explained in words alone.
If there was only one thing I learned it is this: Be yourself. This is the undeniable truth about humanity; about life. Know where you came from...and more importantly know where you're going. You can't forget your roots, your family, your friends. They are what really matter in life.
And you have to know where you going...you can't drift through life; I learned this lesson too in middle school. We have so many dreams; so many ambitions....and we should never let them go. Nothing is impossible.
And now it's all over. This chapter of my life has closed for good. I'll never forget this experience they call "middle school". We can only look to the future.
I remember every single problem we deal with during these years that we're not quite sure what to do. We can only live and forget. There's been so many highs and lows in the last four years...it can't be explained in words alone.
If there was only one thing I learned it is this: Be yourself. This is the undeniable truth about humanity; about life. Know where you came from...and more importantly know where you're going. You can't forget your roots, your family, your friends. They are what really matter in life.
And you have to know where you going...you can't drift through life; I learned this lesson too in middle school. We have so many dreams; so many ambitions....and we should never let them go. Nothing is impossible.
And now it's all over. This chapter of my life has closed for good. I'll never forget this experience they call "middle school". We can only look to the future.
Saturday, June 02, 2007
Intelligence isn't everything
Is Intelligence everything?
I see the answer everyday...in forms of whispers...and in the form of subtle discrimination and prejudice.....
These so called "smart people" had for the most, a terrible childhood. Maybe it's because I never felt the pain of the world , when I was so young, maybe that is why I still trust humanity. But for some of them, the elementary school years were a painful and rocky time for them. Children do not understand sometimes, and they felt frustrated.
When they got to middle school, and for the first time we see academic segreagation. They put the brightest in one classroom and the "normal" in the other. They start to snicker when they hear a "stupid" response, or a question that they believe can be obviously answered.
They might grow up; might grow up to be our brightest. But something that has taken me a long time to figure out; intelligence is nothing. These "smart" people have been through so much that they take it out on the rest of us.
I might be considered smart; but I never will be one of them. I'll stand up and die for ethics; for what is good in this world. Maybe they don't realize but if we don't stand up for what we believe in, then what is this world good for.
I would take someone with a heart and a curious mind to someone who could fill in the bubbles and get a great test score. We live in this new era of humanity; our relationships with one another will only become stronger.
Maybe I'm just a compassionate person. But I will stand up for everyone else; because they have stood up for me. My fellow Americans, have protected our rights, they have died for them. They are the teachers; the policemen; the brave men and women in uniform. They are America. I'm sure all of us have said something embarassing; something akwardly worded.
Intelligence isn't everything. If it is, what is the purpose of life?
I see the answer everyday...in forms of whispers...and in the form of subtle discrimination and prejudice.....
These so called "smart people" had for the most, a terrible childhood. Maybe it's because I never felt the pain of the world , when I was so young, maybe that is why I still trust humanity. But for some of them, the elementary school years were a painful and rocky time for them. Children do not understand sometimes, and they felt frustrated.
When they got to middle school, and for the first time we see academic segreagation. They put the brightest in one classroom and the "normal" in the other. They start to snicker when they hear a "stupid" response, or a question that they believe can be obviously answered.
They might grow up; might grow up to be our brightest. But something that has taken me a long time to figure out; intelligence is nothing. These "smart" people have been through so much that they take it out on the rest of us.
I might be considered smart; but I never will be one of them. I'll stand up and die for ethics; for what is good in this world. Maybe they don't realize but if we don't stand up for what we believe in, then what is this world good for.
I would take someone with a heart and a curious mind to someone who could fill in the bubbles and get a great test score. We live in this new era of humanity; our relationships with one another will only become stronger.
Maybe I'm just a compassionate person. But I will stand up for everyone else; because they have stood up for me. My fellow Americans, have protected our rights, they have died for them. They are the teachers; the policemen; the brave men and women in uniform. They are America. I'm sure all of us have said something embarassing; something akwardly worded.
Intelligence isn't everything. If it is, what is the purpose of life?
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
The world we live in
Tick...tock...tick...tock...another second is fading into the sunset. Hopefully we're moving towards a goal. Maybe its to get an "A" in one class you've been struggling in; maybe its an athletic achievement (a faster mile time or a feat of endurance) or maybe its personal; reconnecting with a friend that we haven't seen in a while....This is life...
When our forefathers wrote the Decleration of Independence, how would they be able to know that all we ever wanted was the right to pursuit happiness. Sometimes our efforts are futile; but we constantly try. That is the American way; we never give up, no matter what.
What is all the money worth if we are not happy. Money cannot buy happiness, no matter how hard you believe in it. If we achieve great things; but if we're not happy, if we don't enjoy life, what is it all worth? We're all human; humanity does not need excessive material wealth; it needs people who are focused, who are determined, those that are in pursuit of happiness, or in pursuit of a goal.
There are over six billion hearts and souls living in this modern world. We have one goal; to chase happiness, love and freedom. We are all free deep inside us. This is the world we live in.
When our forefathers wrote the Decleration of Independence, how would they be able to know that all we ever wanted was the right to pursuit happiness. Sometimes our efforts are futile; but we constantly try. That is the American way; we never give up, no matter what.
What is all the money worth if we are not happy. Money cannot buy happiness, no matter how hard you believe in it. If we achieve great things; but if we're not happy, if we don't enjoy life, what is it all worth? We're all human; humanity does not need excessive material wealth; it needs people who are focused, who are determined, those that are in pursuit of happiness, or in pursuit of a goal.
There are over six billion hearts and souls living in this modern world. We have one goal; to chase happiness, love and freedom. We are all free deep inside us. This is the world we live in.
Monday, May 28, 2007
Adaption
We wake up. We live. We sleep. The cycle moves on. The world doesn’t stop no matter how hard we want it to be. We are the great adaptors; we have to respond to change every day. As they say “the world is not fair”. At every moment around the world, hearts are broken; opportunities are made and lost, lives change for the better or the worse. And still we wake up every day and continue living through the marathon, the journey of life.
It comes at different points of your life. We realize at a moment, that we have to change. It is the tipping point. The world’s moving and we have to adapt to it, no matter how badly we want it to stop.
Life as it has been said, is too short, there is much to do, and too little time to do it. Simply there is not enough time to change, to adapt your heart, your mind and your world to what you need to do.
We wake up tired and groggy. What do we live for? What is that answer? It’s up to you to find out for yourself.
If we do not move on or adapt, we cannot live. No matter what life throws as an obstacle we cannot let it change our lives for the worse. We must adapt, we must live.
It comes at different points of your life. We realize at a moment, that we have to change. It is the tipping point. The world’s moving and we have to adapt to it, no matter how badly we want it to stop.
Life as it has been said, is too short, there is much to do, and too little time to do it. Simply there is not enough time to change, to adapt your heart, your mind and your world to what you need to do.
We wake up tired and groggy. What do we live for? What is that answer? It’s up to you to find out for yourself.
If we do not move on or adapt, we cannot live. No matter what life throws as an obstacle we cannot let it change our lives for the worse. We must adapt, we must live.
Thursday, May 03, 2007
Dream Big
Is the sky the limit?
Growing up, I had one friend who really dreamed big. In forth grade, he wanted to build an airplane, and he wanted to write a newspaper...And we ended up spending hours writing away, thinking that we were part of something bigger. I still remember the days, we spend recess look up into the clear blue sky and dreaming away.
I know people so grounded in reality, they refuse to accept any notion of dreams, any notions of what might happen. Passion means so much more, then ability. Sure if you're good at something, but you don't have the fire in your eyes, it means nothing.
I remember when I first started running, back when I was a sixth grader. It was the first day of cross country, and our coach sent us to run on the cross country course. Those twenty minutes were probably the most misreable moments of my life. The day after, some people just decided not to come back, that it wasn't worth it. I ended up running and running and running...and I'm still running today.
Nothing is impossible. In the last two hundred years, the lightbulb was evented, man put a person on the moon, people can call each other from the four corners of the earth. There is no end to passion, to curiosity, to human ingenuity. We are what we make ourselves. It dosen't matter what someone tells you is going to happen, it matters what you believe is going to happen. Only then can life move on, can we all dream big.
Growing up, I had one friend who really dreamed big. In forth grade, he wanted to build an airplane, and he wanted to write a newspaper...And we ended up spending hours writing away, thinking that we were part of something bigger. I still remember the days, we spend recess look up into the clear blue sky and dreaming away.
I know people so grounded in reality, they refuse to accept any notion of dreams, any notions of what might happen. Passion means so much more, then ability. Sure if you're good at something, but you don't have the fire in your eyes, it means nothing.
I remember when I first started running, back when I was a sixth grader. It was the first day of cross country, and our coach sent us to run on the cross country course. Those twenty minutes were probably the most misreable moments of my life. The day after, some people just decided not to come back, that it wasn't worth it. I ended up running and running and running...and I'm still running today.
Nothing is impossible. In the last two hundred years, the lightbulb was evented, man put a person on the moon, people can call each other from the four corners of the earth. There is no end to passion, to curiosity, to human ingenuity. We are what we make ourselves. It dosen't matter what someone tells you is going to happen, it matters what you believe is going to happen. Only then can life move on, can we all dream big.
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Who we are
"The lunatic, the lover, and the poet are of imagination all compact."
-A Midsummer Night's Dream
Over the course of my life, I have heard a great deal of stereotypes, a great deal of assumptions. Is the society we live in, too stereotypical?
Some people are constantly frustrated by the way our world labels people. I say, the world will keep on labeling you, as long as you label the world. I've met so many remarkable people who break the stereotypes of yesteryear, they do not conform to what "they're supposed to be."
Can the runner dance? Can the A+ student play football? Can the singer achieve their goals? Yes they can. Stereotypes are created to be broken. None of us conform completely to a stereotype; we are all unique in a very own way. This is what humanity is about.
We need to celebrate diversity, not uniformity. If we were all the same, then humanity would not be as rich and dynamic as it is today. Who are we? We are what we choose to be.
-A Midsummer Night's Dream
Over the course of my life, I have heard a great deal of stereotypes, a great deal of assumptions. Is the society we live in, too stereotypical?
Some people are constantly frustrated by the way our world labels people. I say, the world will keep on labeling you, as long as you label the world. I've met so many remarkable people who break the stereotypes of yesteryear, they do not conform to what "they're supposed to be."
Can the runner dance? Can the A+ student play football? Can the singer achieve their goals? Yes they can. Stereotypes are created to be broken. None of us conform completely to a stereotype; we are all unique in a very own way. This is what humanity is about.
We need to celebrate diversity, not uniformity. If we were all the same, then humanity would not be as rich and dynamic as it is today. Who are we? We are what we choose to be.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Dreaming about a sunny day...
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.
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.
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