How do you do?

Who goes there?
Oh it is you.

Pretend to be an ingenue
Time will eventually ruin
And uncover

I hate those people
with dirt on their face
Just laugh and respond
laugh and respond


Nothing is wrong
Yeah, nothing is wrong
As far as the eye can see

But as far as the conscience can see
Labyrinthine ahead

Somebody

Somebody
Anybody
Can you reach me
In this sea of busy people
Can you tell me
We're not all alone

Don't tell me you'll be here
If you're going to go away
Don't tell me it'll be okay
When you haven't seen the facts

Predestination
Take the path you wish
Who shall I believe
Fate guides the first
Loneliness inevitable for the latter

Life is not black and white
Don't tell me its cliche
Life is not happiness and fear
Don't tell me you don't understand
Life is not implicit verses explicit
Don't tell me it's that simple

What do you want from me?
Get the hell out of my life!
No!
I didn't mean that
Please no, don't go
Fine, go away, run away
Hide from insecurity
Hide from what troubles you
Hide from me

It hurts me!
You're hurting me!
Can't you see
Living in oblivion
You know, don't you know
I can see through your eyes
You know how it hurts

You know and yet, you continue
You pass them on
Like a hot potato
You let go and hope
that when it goes off
you're not the one there

It's people like you
You!
who society disgusts
People who can't speak their thoughts
People who talk in disguise
But I can't complain
I mustn't

For that person
Is like me

Fear

Its following me
This fear of mine
Its chasing me
Fearing I'll forget
Its haunting me
I cannot escape
Procrastination
has a name
Denial

Wishes

Wish Upon a shooting star

Take to heart your penumbra

Doesn't matter near or far

Serendipity will find its way

So wish upon a shooting star

Fate will come and take its play

Don't be afraid of who they are

Imbuing all who you call hate
It doesn't matter who we are

We all believe in shooting stars.

Work

What you do in work reflects who you are in life.

It's gonna be alright

gonna be alright
be alright
alright

Wish upon a Star

 So I found this on the web today. Thought I'd post it :)

make a wish upon an eyelash.
kiss a butterfly.
run barefoot over sandy beaches.
blow dandelion seeds into the sky.

make a statement loud and clear.
say what's on your mind.
wear what you want to wear.
show the world you're undefined.

run and play with wild horses.
let your hair fly free.
be confident. express yourself.
let no one tell you who you are.

practice karate on a trampoline.
be wild and dye your hair.
laugh and sing at the top of your lugs.
spread smiles everywhere.

show everyone your fearless self.
now's your time to shine.
don't fear at all what others think.
just paint your own design.

Heilig

Ich halt mich wach für Dich

Wir schaffens nicht beide
du weisst es nicht
Ich geb mich jetzt fur dich auf
mein letzter Wille hilft dir raus
Bevor das Meer unter mir zerbricht
 

Ich glaub an Dich
Du wirst fur mich
immer heilig sein
Ich sterb
für unsere Unsterblichkeit
Meine Hand
von Anfang an
über Dir
Ich glaub an dich
Du wirst fur mich
immer heilig sein

Du brichst die Kälte
wenn Du sprichst
Mit jedem Hauch von dir
erlöst du mich
Wir sehen uns wieder
irgendwann
atme weiter
wenn du kannst
Auch wenn das Meer
unter dir zerbricht
 

Ich glaub an Dich
Du wirst für mich
immer heilig sein
Ich sterb für unsere

Unsterblichkeit
Meine Hand
von Anfang an
über dir
Ich glaub an Dich
Du wirst für mich
immer heilig sein
heilig sein, heilig sein
heilig sein, heilig sein

Ich schau durchs Meer
und seh dein Licht
über mir
Ich sinke
ich sinke
weg von dir

Schau
mir nicht mehr
hinterher
Glaub an dich
Ich glaub an dich

Du wirst für mich
immer heilig sein
Ich sterb
für unsere Unsterblichkeit
Meine Hand
von Anfang an
über dir

Und irgendwann
führt das Meer
dich zu mir
Ich glaub an Dich

Durch Den Monsun

Das Fenster öffnet sich nicht mehr
Hier drin ist voll von dir und mehr
Und vor mir geht die letzte Kerze aus

Ich warte schone Ewigkeit
Endlich ist es jetzt so weit
und draußen ziehn die schwarzen Wolken auf

Ich muss durch den Monsun
Hinter die Welt
Ans Ende der Zeit
Bis kein Regen mehr fällt
Gegen den Sturm
Am Abgrund entlang
Und wenn ich nicht mehr kann
Denke ich daran
Irgendwann laufen wir zusammen
Durch den Monsun

Ein halber Mond versinkt vor mir
War der eben noch bei dir ?
Und hält er wirklich was er mir verspricht ?

Ich weiß, dass ich dich finden kann
hör deinen Namen im Orkan
Ich glaub noch mehr dran glauben kann ich nicht


Irgendwann laufen wir zusammen
Weil uns einfach nichts mehr halten kann
Durch den Monsun

Ich kämpf mich durch die Mächte
Hinter dieser Tür
Werde sie besiegen und dann
Führ'n sie mich zu dir
Dann wird alles gut
Alles gut

Alles gut

Foxes!

State of the Media

Check it out:

http://www.stateofthemedia.org/2010/year_overview.php

http://www.pri.org/global-news.html

http://www.mptv.org/video/watch/?id=128

Li Kai Bei Shan - Lyrics (离开悲伤)

我的瞳孔 

上演着你的笑容
我的耳朵 

播放着你的感动
还好因为有你 

记忆开始温柔
那些绵延的创痛

都找到出口 

 
你带我离开悲伤 

像黑夜里的月光
那数不尽的失望 

是你教我原谅
当你靠在我肩膀 

我学会了遗忘
 

每一条河 

为了海洋而曲折
每颗烟火 

为了天空而坠落
每当我抬起头 

看千万个窗口
转载来自
魔镜歌词网
像看见你的守候 

为疲倦的我
 

你带我离开悲伤 

你说这里有阳光
那放不下的过往 

是你给我解药
当你靠在我肩膀 

我看见晴朗 

 
那淹没眼眶的泪 

终于明白
原来是你的手掌 

让我 得到 力量
 

你带我离开悲伤 

奔向美好的地方
那数不尽的失望 

是你教我原谅
你带我离开悲伤

不要再回头张望
那放不下的过往 

是你给我解药 

 
当世界一片荒凉 

你给我希望

Concrete Jungle

where dreams are made...

Funny Story

So a couple months ago, in September, my AP Chemistry teacher caught me finishing a lab the minute before I was supposed to turn it in. In all honesty, I seriously did not know that part of the lab was due. He had said that it was "optional to do that page on the first day. You know, it's good practice to know what you're doing beforehand. But you don't have to, as long as by the end, you have it done." What I heard though, was simply "It's optional to do that page. It's good practice but you don't have to do it." Period. And so on the day it was due, I realized my hearing malfunction and was rushing to get it done. Right as I was writing down my final answer however, he walked by to collect it - and saw me rushing to finish the lab.

I guess what they say is true. First impressions really are the most important ones. One bad impression takes about 40 good ones to overcome.

Up to this day, my teacher has not trusted me. He thinks I'm a lying, cheating, pretentious A-goer who doesn't do any work by herself and simply copies other people's work. Because I'm Asian (okay, this might be a bit far-fetched, but still, I must) he thinks I'm only in it for the grade and don't actually care about what I'm doing.

But you know what Teach, it took me hours of work everyday after school and on the weekends to understand the shit you didn't teach. You put up some numbers and equations on the black board and expect students to understand but in reality, not many do. They succeed in the class not because of all YOUR lovely hard work, but through their constant persistence. Instead of looking for ways to improve your curriculum and finding better ways to allow students to understand Chemistry, you use EXACTLY the same worksheets and packets from previous years. Even your assignments on Family Access (online grade tracker) are copied over from previous years. Seriously, the AP designers change their test every year, yet you decide, since you're just that great of a teacher that you got it right the very first time, that you can go ahead and plow through the same boring old routines every year.

Anyway, onto the main story. On Friday last week, I got my lab report back. We were supposed to turn it in with our partners but my partner misheard him and thought that we had to staple our reports together. I gave my report to him and went back to my seat without checking to see what he did with it. I mean, what could go wrong, you know. We're just turning in lab reports with our lab partner's. Well, I was WRONG. Big time. When I receive my lab back (actually, my partner got it back and came to my desk to show it to me), I saw a big fat 10 out of 10 on the first page (which is actually my a part of my partner's lab). Thus; I thought that I got a 10 too since there were no marks on my lab portion, which was still stapled to his. Since Teach there didn't write anything about no staple, I assumed that everything was fine. So what if he made a mistake and stapled it, no harm done. WRONG. I go home, check Family Access, and what do I find? My AP Chem grade is down 2 levels. I click on the grade for it to show more detail and find what? That 100% lab I was happily rejoicing over is actually a 0%. Okay WOW. Shock. After a couple bursts of anger, rationality sets in. It's okay, he must not have realized mine was also in that stapled pack. He must have not seen my name written CLEARLY in big print over the top of the 3rd page. He must not have noticed that one person turned in 2 identical lab sheets. Yeah, he must have been drunk on ethanol or some triiodide solution.

Even better, today, Monday, when I go in to talk to him during lunch, he tells me "Okay, I'll take care of it" after I tell him my situation. 7th hour, when I actually have AP Chem the class, he hand me back my lab report and tells me "I really don't think you turned it in. But I put it in online" OKAY Teach. Way to just knock the breath out of me. What I was expecting was more like a "Gee I'm sorry I didn't notice that before." But instead of an apology, you bluntly proclaim that I'm a lair and you're the good ol' teach. allowing my underhanded ways to slide past you just because you're that great of a person. HA. Who exactly do you think you are Teach.? Luckily, my partner saved the day and helped me clarify the situation. Apparently, after his elucidation, he realized I was telling the truth. Although I'm still not quite sure...he may or may not have believed me.

Anyway, I didn't really continue arguing with him because I was on the verge of tears. Isn't that sad? A teacher who I don't idolize at all can still do this to me. I swear it's not because of the 0% I got initially, it was the lack of trust he had in me. I wish he could just see how much time and effort I put into that class. Totally do not deserve this lack of trust from him. Actually, this sort of reminds me of the Linkin Park song - In  the end. Exactly my sentiments right now - I tried so hard and got so far, but in the end, it doesn't even matter - I had to fall and lose it all.

Yeah so I don't know what's going to happen now. I heard from my dad that my Teach. sent him an email basically saying "I don't think she turned the lab in" and so my dad replied. Conferences are tomorrow so I guess they'll have a brief heart-to-heart talk then? At least, that's what my dad says.

That would be my story. Not only did my Teach. convey to me his distrust, he's also got my parents going in on this as well. I wonder how it'll go down...At this point, my dad is clueless as to why my teacher has no trust in me. I didn't tell him that first impression story but I doubt that would have really mattered. My teach. is a brainless idiot who remembers nothing but Chemistry. I'd be surprised if he remembered our first encounter at all.

One last note. My genius Teach has absolutely the most monotone, uninteresting voice you can imagine (and maybe much worse). He has blood shot eyes and a bulging stomach. When he talks, you must FORCE yourself to listen. Because your natural instincts will tell you otherwise. Maybe that's why I zone out during his class so much. Or maybe it's just cuz he can't explain his knowledge properly and therefore my brain decides to simply stop trying to process his monotonous words...

Real Funny Story huh? :)

Btw how 'bout some of you readers post some of your "funny" moments in the comment box, and we can all complain about our lives together! :)

So you think

so you think you can step all over me
Don't trust me, do you?
Who do you think you are?
Like you're higher in status than me
you oblivious teacher
I wasn't raised with the terrible morals
as you have been raised
i don't doubt people
by judging from first impressions
I will prove to you someday
I will.

Dancing in the Rain

Beautiful

Stuck

Stuck - Somebody help me

HELP ME

my limbs on the floor

my mind a mess

They tell me I'm apathetic

That I lack sympathy

But is there not a proverb

Those who are cold to the touch

Have a warm heart inside

Tell me - What I do not know

yes -NO

knowing will not help

Convince Me

persuade me of your truth

Lead me the way

Don't fret 

I'll follow you.

Who?

Who is headed for enlightenment?

That scientist with the logic and proof

of the mathematical formulas

that hold the earth aloof?

             Or

That silly old historian

He who knows that sometimes

things will happen

for no special rhyme or reason?

Music

the one who studies music

to figure out what makes it 

sound so appealing 

has just 

killed the art of music.

Fuck Chemistry

Communistical

Historical

Emancipated

Murderous

Inevitable

Sultry

Treason

Realest bullshit

Y?

Disappointment

Disappointment has a name
Expectations on the rise
Satisfactions on the fall
I'm sorry
I don't want to be
Don't want to be the one
Who ruins all your fun.
This appoint me end
Accusation

Uh Oh

I want some more

Uh oh 

What are you waiting for?

Hey, that's the song that's been stuck in my head all day!

3 Days Ago

Three day$ @g0

! wa$ t01d 

my gre@t-gr@ndm0ther

d!ed 0n my 

6!rthd@te

$eptem6er 2o

my gr@ndm0ther mu$t 6e 

$0 h@ppy t0 

$ee me every

t!me

Blogs

They reveal my life

Announce to the world

That I am here

Existing

Breathing

Thinking

Golden

          A rainbow I saw

      A rainbow I climbed

But when I reached the other side

       A pot of gold

           I did not find.

I desire to learn. Is that not enough?

I desire to learn. Is that not enough?

I desire to learn. Is that not enough?

Idiosyncracy at worst

Smart ass system

You non human thing

Don't tell me you can

Tell me how smart I am

Don't give me a number

on my intelligence and potential

Don't compare me

And spit out a statistic

You fickle connection of wires

Don't smack a number 

On my face

And deem me worthwhile

or worthless

You prejudiced old junk

You convinced them 

You're best but

You're nothing

Nothing without

The PEOPLE.

A girl

A girl I am. 

A boy I'm not.

I like boys

To be my boyfriends.

I like girls

To be my best friends.

Boys and Girls

Girls and Boys

We make the world spin around.

friend

I saw a her today.

I was jealous enough

She was quite pretty

I am quite not

She had shoulder length

wavy blonde hair

I have mid back

straight brown hair

Some say she's mean

Too old school

They say she's been sheltered

In parts of her life

But I look at her

And see

A part of her

In me

I'd say we could be friends

Someday I'll talk to her

This girl with a pretty face

We could be friends

Yeah, I guess we could.

You

Who shall read this

Whoever it may be

Some uncontrollable

immeasurable force

Brought you forth to this page

And so 

I say Thank YOU

Don't You Dare

A judgement is passed

You laugh. You cry.

A judgement is passed

You sigh. You pout

A judgement is passed

You stare. You glare.

A judgement is passed

You reason. You fight.

A judgement is passed

You wonder how long it will last.

A Play on Words

Por qué el mundo está tranquilo

Y al mismo tiempo está muy violento

If today was all you had

Would you be regretful for what you didn’t have

’cause you can’t intervene

With the interval of time

If today was all you had

Would you be grateful for what you already have

And try to fix those memories

Of people you thought were fixed enemies

And excuse all your loss

To make space for the lost

To follow your ambitions

And clarify the ambiguous

There’s no need to lie

You can face whatever lies ahead

Don’t trip on your fears

And take a trip from all those past tears

Time will fly by

Like flies in the air

Live and let go

Forgive and forget

Live every second

’cause there’s no second try

Live every minute

’cause minute details count

Live every hour

’cause it’s our time now