Highschoologoly

As a senior, I can officially say that I am almost done with high school... The following is what I my self have experienced, and I hope that you can learn from it! (and if you're beyond high school, take a chance to reminiscence the days you were in it!)

Highschoologoly- the social study of human behavior and student aspects within high school

Freshman: 

As a freshman, you're still getting used to the school. You don't quite know where you are, what you're doing, or where your middle school buddies have gone. You try to avoid the "upper classmen" because you distinguishably separate yourself as a "freshman" by the way you act, the prevalence of immaturity in your elocution, the friends you hang around.... and generally your height (in most cases). Freshman year is unequivocally the easiest year you will have in terms of stress, workload and homework. However, that is from the perspective of a "upper classmen". Being a freshman yourself, you may think that Freshman year is fairly difficult as compared to Middle School, primarily because your rhetoric still encompasses things like  "And then we wents 2 go hang out. And then after that we chilled at the weerd park. And then...."  in about the vast majority of your English papers. In essence, freshman year is what I like to call "Middle School 2.0". It's Middle School on extensive amounts of social steroids. 

Tips:

- Focus on school (you'll realize the importance of your GPA when you find yourself applying to colleges)

- Ignore people that look down on  you

- Join as many clubs/extracurricular actives as possible; rank up through the years

- Be involved; try NOT be a "leader". You'll have that chance later on.

Sophomore:

As a sophomore, it's now your second year of school, and you're no longer the scum of high school. You now know where the bathrooms are, which lunch lines offer the most humane food, and generally a better grasp on Highschoologoly. However, sophomore year is probably the year where "upper classmen" label you as a DOUCHEBAG. Why is this so? Well, now that you have "under classmen" subordinate to you, and that you may have gained a few "upper classmen" friends along the way; you'r ego level augments at increments of a thousand ego points per day (EP/D). This often lends towards you unconsciously acting like a colossal mass of faggot-ness. I would not even like to discuss the effects "driving" and obtaining "license" has on your EP/D. Sophomore are the ones commonly found in their natural habit..... the middle of the hallway. This not only adds to your EP/D, but causes problems for every other student. In terms of school work, Sophomore year is pretty much the same thing as  Freshman year, just a tad harder. You may notice the sudden subsidence of pictures and colors in your textbook, and the increasing mass it gains. You're writing may improve to "And then we went socializing together. Soon after that, we hung out at the strange park. After that....". Basically, Sophomore year is what I call "Hunters and Gatherers". You try to hunt and gather as many "friends" as possible to increase your social status, regardless of their personality, and history. You turn a blind eye to "true friends" and people who actually love. The "ignorant jocks" and the "despondent nerds" and "band" is slowly abstracting into their own groups. You are learning the basics of Facebookology.

Tips:

- PARK IN YOUR OWN DAM AREA

- Continue focusing on school

- Girls; forget about boys... non of them know what true love is. They'll just end up breaking your heart.

- Boys; don't play around with a girl's heart... if you like her... respect her

- Don't congregate in the middle of the halls; its highly looked down upon

- Respect your elders

- Don't try to be cool and popular. Popularity is overrated.

- MAKE TRUE FRIENDS! Not the kind that you say you hang out with just so that you can say you hang out with them.....

Junior:

Congratulations, you are now a junior, considered an "upper classmen". You now have a tremendous grasp on Highschoology, and have pretty much categorized yourself into a specific "group". You care less about the "underclassmen" as long as they don't mess with you, and you're beginning to notice the abrupt surge of stress and homework (ex. homework, reviews, etc.) At the beginning of the school year, you try to focus on school and friends like you did in your Sophomore year, but the incessant idea of "SAT... PSAT..." haunts you daily (I highly advice you to take those early on; so that you have multiple chances at getting a better score). Junior year is deemed the hardest year in all of high school; and it truly is. But hard is defined more as the amounts of "other stuff" you need to do aside from school work. You're beginning to worry about college already, and any textbook with a hint of colors and highlighted vocabulary is a delight. Your EP/D begins to drop, and you start to notice who your actual friends are. Seniors somewhat respect you, and the signs of immaturity are beginning to fade. During the middle of the school year, you may notice a few  grey hairs growing here and there, but you could careless because you have two test and three quizzes the next day. Another name for Junior year is "Cram Info"; expect to get less sleep unless you plan to fail. Your writing now looks like "As we congregated together in convivial camaraderie, we discussed the perplexing nature of our acquaintances. Soon after, a nearby park seemed most ravishing as we settled for the night. The prospect of tomorrow....". To prevent further horror and trauma upon myself; I will conclude there.

Tips:

- Get started on your SAT/PSAT/ACT early

- Take the ACT; I think it's ALOT easier

- Try not to focus on college, just on your grades 

- Have a solid amount of community service/extra curricular activities

- If you're going to pull an all nighter; the best way for optimal results is to take mini naps in between!

- Be nice to your teachers and such (unless you want a Letter of Recommendation talking about how bad you are)

- Don't drink too much coffee, save your tolerance level for college

- Organize your time well

Senior:

You just don't give a shit anymore. Nuf said.

Tips:

- get laid

- get wasted

....... JUST KIDDING!!

- GET YOUR APPLICATIONS DONE EARLY!!! don't procrastinate, shits a killer

- Have fun! It's your last year.....

Bored: The Sun Is Evil

As of this moment; there is one specific thing I am tired of. One being the frikin SUN......... and two the fact that I only said there was ONE THING........

The sun is the root of all evil. YES it provides the ultimate source of energy for our lives, YES we will all die without it, and YES it is yellow. But if you look at this from a un-obvious and strangely meticulous point of view; the SUN IS EVIL!!!!! 

Here is the sun O

The sun provides energy to our producers O --> LLLLL

Animals eat this .......... production from....... producers to produce...... O --> LLLLL -> COW

ENERGY for us when we EAT THAT FOOL (fool being the producer or the animal...) O --> LLLLL -> COW/LLLLL -> MANKIND

Agreeing with that-

Criminals eat the producers and animals which are made by the sun

So, the sun is evil in that it provides the energy which the criminal lives by

There-frikin-for ....... the sun is evil in that it PROMOTES VIOLENCE

And since violence is evil.... the sun is EVIL

O --> LLLLL -> COW -> EVIL MAN -> VIOLENCE -> DEATH -> BURIAL/CREMATION -> NUTRIENTS FOR THE SOIL -> MORE  LLLLL through the O -> OTHER EVIL PEOPLE -> EVIL

which = O -> EVIL

The truth is that I play tennis and that I'm sunburned..........

Thanks for reading!

Food... infinite!!??!?!?

Oh hey blog... forgot you exist... but it's ok since you have no real emotions. You emotionless freak! I wish I can just ... emotion-ize  you with emotions!!!! Make you more.... emotional.... what??? What did you say blog?!??! You think that I'm angry again??!?? YOU THINK IM ANGRY!?!? I WILL BEAT YOU. I Will-

Oh hi reader, I almost forgot you were there. Its just me and my blog talking... perfectly normal. Nothing weird. 

As I write this... I feel hunger.... not hungry... I don't feel hungry. I feel hunger. O wait! Food ~

............ Much better....... my hungry is now satisfied. My guinea pig had soo much to live for.... Jay Kay. I did not eat my guinea pig. 

I wish I can just eat and eat without stopping.... without feeling full. I hate the feeling when you want to keep eating... but you can't because you just can't. And even when you want to eat more, you physically can't because your body is telling you "dude... wtf are you doing?? Stop eating you fatty".... but your mind is telling you "dude.... don't listen to your body.... look at that food... its waiting to be nom nom-ed on. You will help the earth be a better place to live if you keep eating". And then you just end up having a debate with your body and mind... like:

Body: well my first contention is health....According to the British Dictionary of Dictionary Words That Define Words, health is defined as "the general condition of the body or mind with reference to soundness and vigor". Thus by continuing to eat glutinously and profusely, you are only placing your health and physically well being in a state of danger. 

Mind: What is the purpose of life? Is it to just live? Or to live with purpose? With passion!! And by placing health as a foremost importance in life. You are discrediting the essence of what living should be defined as..

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Maybe it's just me that presides over a debate between your mind and body. Regardless... I wish God designed humans to have either A: ridiculously fast metabolism B: a process that intakes food and outputs oxygen... or even better... an aromatic smell that changes depending on what you eat.... or C: a body that has natural bacterias that eat food... completely.... so that in order to be "healthy" you just have to keep those bacteria happy.... And the food itself? My best idea for an abundance of food would just for it to be reproductive, like insects... So that you don't have to grow food... but food... GROWS ITSELF!!!. And in order for it co exist with humans.... it needs to be consumed... so that the bacteria in our bodies breaks it down into small particles that come out of our body as the sweet smelling aroma... that then sticks to the earth to reproduce once again... Ah... how beautiful and strange that would be....


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Inception Explained

So I saw Inception the other day, and was mind blown at it's simplistic complexity. So that night, I stayed up composing this theory that I find explains the confusion: BTW.... if you haven't seen the movie yet I advice you to not read this.....


The first "level" is just reality, of them getting on the plane and such.

The first dream (2nd level) from reality is the Indian guys (he drinks champagne therefore in his dream it rains, sorta like when you need to pee, you dream water, etc.) so that he can drive the van with his own conscious to start the first kick.

The second dream (3rd level) is Arthur's so that he can control the blowing up of the building/elevator (second kick)

The third dream (4th level) is Eames so that he can blow up the snow fortress (third kick) and allow Fischer to complete his task (planting the seed). Remember that they originally planned to have only 3 levels of dreaming.

The fourth dream, or 5th "level" is commonly believed to be "limbo". But it's NOT. Because in order to be in limbo you have to die. But Cobb and Ariende didn't die; they basically just dreamed again. Fischer is presumed dead, BUT .... I'll explain further on. Notice to see how the Saito is no where in this 5th level.

Cobb is for sure killed by his psycho wife (he did get stabbed in the heart a couple of times....) in the 5th level so he goes to limbo, where WOW he sees Saito... because Saito died as well. So that is the limbo they're talking about.

Then what is the 5th level? That's just another realm of the dream, so how did Fischer and Ariande get back to the 4th level? The movie earlier says how you need a simultaneous kick... so when Ariende fell that was the bomb going off, and Fischer, the aed defibrillator that Eams used while falling off the building. Whether Fischer was truly dead or not, the movie is unclear. But I think that he wasn't fully dead (like Saito), so he couldn't have gone into limbo.... yet.

So then the kicks just go in order from there on as seen in the movie. But what about Cobb and Saito? They're in limbo so how did they seem to come back to life? Well I have 2 split theories for there

1 (I believe this the most). Saito shot Cobb, Cobb shot Saito... (the gun...) thus killing themselves from Limbo back INTO reality. The spinning top at the end has no real significance, just to spur further thought about the movie. Cuz if the top just fell, everybody will be like "oh right, of course... I get it..." Another reason for this is, Cobb has a ring on his finger when in a dream, but none when in reality. The end scene depicts Cobb NOT having a ring on his finger.... thus meaning he's in reality. Additionally, another reason that sorta adds on to why the ending of the movie is in REALITY; notice that when he's in the van. That's the second stage of dreaming from reality. Like reality ---> dream. So when he DIES in the van, he'll just come to his conscious in reality. Because you ONLY go to limbo if you die in a deep state of dreaming, but in the case of the van, that's only the second level. Therefore his friends wouldn't need to rescue him, because they know he's going to be alive anyway. Because remember in order to come back to conscious, you need either a kick or to killed. In this case, Cobb is killed because he drowned.

2. Cobb and Saito is still in limbo, and the end scene is just another level of Cobb's dream within that state of limbo.

Or..... like what I originally thought..... the whole thing is Cobb's dream. Everything you saw in the movie, the people, the events, that's all his subconsciousness.

Random points:
1. Cobb's kids seem to be wearing the SAME shirts... but later they have different shoes. IMBD lists 2 different sets of actors... hmmm .......
2. The intense booming theme song is just the opera song played super slow
3. Ellen Page is like.... super hot/cute/beautiful.......


So if you actually think about this movie, the movie in itself is an "inception". Something that plants a seed into the mind of the viewer.... to either think about the movie or the message it's trying to get across. Quite witty Christopher Nolan.... quite witty..... 

LOL so that's my theory


Thanks for reading!

Am I Tired Or Just Lazy?

For the past months, I've been living in a world of continuum..... Everything I do today seems to play back tomorrow. There is no "effect" for my "cause", no evident "result" for my "action". Just doing. Doing what? I have no definite answer, rather a melange of instances where I find my self conscious of what I'm doing. Look at the past day, week, and month...... I can only remember myself waking up, lunch, dinner, watch movies/YouTube till  2AM, sleep. Rinse and repeat. What I do in between these things is so minute in detail that it is near impossible to include them in written schedule. Sometimes I go outside and play with butterflies, sometimes I watch a movie, sometimes I go hang out with friends....... but most of time, I just walk around the house dazed doing bits and bits of random things that have no real finale. Like a book that was never finished because the author died in a tragic accident involving communist aliens and prehistoric dinosaurs. 

So am I just lazy or am I tired? I'd like to think I'm just tired, a form of self denial to obscure that fact that I have no prominent goal. A menacing kind of cure that temporarily relieves depression. Taking the truth and enslaving it to do what I please. But the truth is that I am lazy. How could I possibly be tired if I have daily agenda that requires little or no physical effort? I live in a half shut semi open view of the people around me, like I'm directing the lives of others even though I'm invisible. 

So am I lazy or just depressed? The book of definitions (dictionary) defines lazy as "one who is disinclined to work, causing indolence". But I'm not disinclined to work, nor unwilling to do things. And if not any of that, how can I be indolent? Actually, it's not really a matter of willingness to work, but rather a lack of forced work to do. If you had read my earlier posts, my current state of employment would justify my absence of work. Or labor. I have no preference between work or labor. Anything except "just doing". So I will assume that I'm depressed now? Depressed over that exactness that I have nothing to do? 

I've never quite categorized myself as of those people with sullen drawn faces bearing disconsolate hopes. I always thought of myself as the complete opposite, who made their depression a joke. Not to be mean, but to shield myself away from their aura of negativity. So I can't quite come to the summation that I'm depressed. But am I? Am I really just depressed? I heard from someone that the more depressed you think you are, the more depressed you actually become. So what do I do? Tell myself I'm happy? :) !? Try to conceal the problems that obstruct me from being genuinely happy? Pray to a God that goes directly to voice mail? Impermanent activities are all cover ups that fall off after it's finished, after the hype has quelled and the fun has passed. 

So what do I do now? Keep being sad and depressed, feeding my own "aura of negativity"? 

No

Lending toward depression is a way for losers. People who can't face the truth, and void the truth even if they are aware of the truth. Doesn't matter what age, or level of wisdom. Ignoring depression says that you're a loser. A roadblock to destroy and decapitate, not sweetening up to it. 

Like always, thanks for reading my blog! However, there is one main point that you as a reader must realize; this specific blog isn't for you. It's for myself.

Yay 100 people viewed....... !....... ? 0.0

Ok this is going to be short..... but approximatively  5.3 seconds ago... I looked into my blogger's "profile". And there, I saw that I have officially reached 100 VIEWS. I know that's probably nothing compared to those super awesome-popular-famous-uber-special bloggers with 1 BILLION views. But it's heart warming just to know that some random person actually read this stuff........ in a non stalker predatory way. And besides, 100 is like the holy grail of achievements........ the best of best...... the 10 of 10...... so it's pretty KOOL that I witnessed such a thing. Because if I looked at the "profile views"......... and it said something like "103".......... then it's not special. Because its 103, and 103 isn't as KOOL as 100. 103 is a like a deformity in numbers.... it's a PRIME......... and primes are losers in the eyes of other numbers. Their like lowest of the lowest......... the ones who didn't go to number college to be a whole number. To be complete and even. When they apply to mathematical equation jobs, the primes SUCK....... they divide into decimals.... and decimals aren't WHOLE. And it you're not WHOLE, then your INCOMPLETE..... and if your INCOMPLETE........... wtf am I talking about??? 

Anyways............................... special thanks to the 100 people (esp. Vaughan =]) who read this blog. And I hope that you continue on to read. Or else. You............................ become prime......................... ew

Asian People And Their Hair.........

Have you ever seen the movie Harry Potter? Or even better....... read the book? Now in the movie/book, there's this nasty super evil guy called Voldemort... I will just call him V-Man. And basically to keep things short, V-Man separated his soul into a bunch of different things called Horcruxes.... so that he's IMMORTAL. In reality, the hair (on the head.......) of most Asian people is the Horcrux of their soul and character. Their hair defines who they are, it provides confidence and happiness when it looks good, while also shaming them when it's not "done" and perfect. You could be all like "but wait!!!?!!? Doesn't the hair style of ANYBODY define who they are? And not just Asian people alone?" Well counterargument thought, I like to see Asian people as the mother of hair fashion..... that gave birth to little followers the sense that their hair....... should have a personality of its own. Its a funny thought to know that there are infinite amounts of females AND males that spend countless hours in front of a mirror.... looking at their hair...... fixing their hair....... having an intrinsic LD debate with their hair...... when roughly 1800 years ago..... people were forced to have one hair style....... OR BE EXECUTED!!!!!!!!!! When I look at guys today looking at a mirror, with their middle finger ever so gently moving 10 strands of hair to the right side of face, without disrupting the rest of his hair ecosystem.... It is hard for me to accept them as men. It almost feels like a extremely sinewy female, wearing a slightly faded black sleeveless shirt doing squat thrusts...... whatever a squad thrust is....... if you get the picture.... it's just wrong. Since when was it normal for a man to emulate the actions of a woman....... and sometimes..... dress like a woman ... *ehmmm*ehmm**cought*  South Korean fashion *cough*cough* .................*faint*

Then you have all the little girls and boy-girls... and girly boys that try to just follow how every one else is dressing to "fit in".... and soon enough....... you have guys with hair as long as girls..... wearing jeans so skinny, that it replaces their skin...... all while fixing their hair. I know one guy, I won't say the name..... that is proved by several sources, who fixes their hair 30 minutes every morning. Every morning. For what reasons? I dunno........ maybe it's because he's trying to fit in? Maybe it's a fashion statement? Maybe because he thinks it looks good on him.... but most importantly.......... is it necessary? If you leave long hair in the winter because it keeps your head warm... props to you. I do the same. But if you're still leaving the long spiked on the left side but only fairly spiked on the other, but curved to the left on the front..... in ninety degree weather. Something is wrong. If you have read one of my earlier blog posts "Make-Up?" (http://writing4fun2day.blogspot.com/2010/02/normal-0-false-false-false.html), the situation explained there is very similar to the problem with the obsession over hair. People who has invested their hair as a Horcrux of their character call it "it looks good on me", but I call it pure conformity. If every male was to go bald in this world, because they thought it was the new style, would a person who thought their hair looked good, still obsess over the style of his hair? I don't understand why, when looking into a crowd of Asian teens, they truly DO LOOK THE SAME. They all try mimic one style, have one style of hair with only slight variations. As if their life goal is to look like a cartoon anime character..... and their SAT scores xD

As for me, I don't have any hair, so I can't really "fashion it up". 

But thanks for reading!

The SAT is GAY... Part. 1

I hate the SAT......... the PSAT......... the ACT......... the NMSQT.......... the IHAVENOLIFEEXCEPTSTUDYING-T........ If you don't know what any of this is, the SAT and its horrid companions are a national test that basically act as a strong influence in deciding what colleges you go to. And I'd like to say that it's F9CK3D UP. It's not considered "mandatory" because no one is really forced  to take it, but if you don't ... then go don't go to college... but watevs...... If you're still like "omg? wtf is this SAT you speak of?", here's a basic run through of what this piece of tihS is:

1. There's 4 sections; the Math/Reading/Writing/Essay

2. Each section can get a max score of 800, and the "perfect-I-have-no-life" score is a 2400

3. In the context of this "society" .... it basically determines how smart you are........

I'd first off like to say how flawed this thing is.... the Math section doesn't really show "wow, you have potential to do great in the future, or that what plan to major in doesn't involve math..... at all"... but rather..... "hey I like math..... therefore I'll get a better score.....". The Reading section doesn't show "wow, you are very inquisitive and show a understanding of a passage", but rather "hey I know this random @ss word, and I like to read everything fast and understand the surface of things..... therefore colleges see that I understand what line 42's general idea is....". The Writing section doesn't really show "I live in a world where such things as spell check exists, and that writer's have such things as publishers... o.0 that correct grammatical errors for a living"... but rather "hey I still remember what I learned in 3rd grade because schools don't teach grammar anymore". And last but not least, the Essay...... the most flawed and useless section of them all. It doesn't really show "I possess the ability to write a eloquent paper or even book".... but rather "hey I can write a b-s paper in less than 20 minutes! About a topic that has no relevance to anything, but still determines what college I go to! =]" 

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This test just isn't made for the "general public", they don't understand that there are people out there that DESPISE math, and USE SPELL CHECK, TEND TO OVER THINK SOME THINGS and ENJOY WRITING ABOUT RELEVANT SHIT. And they don't show the fact that although a person may have gotten a perfect score, they're shy and seclusive to the people around them and don't really play in impact in this world. In the mystic world of Asian people, your SAT scores determine whether you will be successful in life or not. Literally. Parents idolize other children that had perfect or near perfect scores........... but not the fact that they have no friends, and enjoy injecting heroin into their forearms. But who carezzZ??? It's the SAT scores that matter most in life...... 

I will continue this post in the near future............ 

But... thanks for reading !!.......

AND THANK GOD I'M DONE WITH THE SAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wikipedia Is A RELIABLE SOURCE!!!

Today's post is going to be fairly short.... and if you haven't read the title....... it's about Wikipedia.... and contrary to what teachers call "unreliable" or "not substantial", Wikipedia is definitely reliable and substantial. To test this, I wikipedia-d "World War II"... and changed every date from 1942 into 2015..... Merely 3 MINUTES LATERZZZZZ........ it was changed back......... Which led into my conclusion that there are sad scholars out there that monitor this stuff..... preventing the information provided to be flawed. So why do teachers think Wikipedia is unreliable?

1. They're jealous that when they were our age.... they still had to use textbooks

2. Textbooks..... they want us to suffer and get paper cuts

3. Some don't acknowledge that internet exists

4, "Internet is the devil"

5. "What is Wikipedia?"

6. They're afraid we might learn something more than them

7. Having a book as a source just seems more legitimate

8. 15 years ago, Wikipedia was not reliable... therefore/ergo/visa vie.... it is not now...... (logic FAILURE anyone??)

9. They're socialist communists that plan to take over the world via flawed teaching

10. .......... secretly............. they ARE WIKIPEDIA!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMFG!!! AGHY!HDRT!!!

But most important reason why?

They don't want us to copy and paste our homework/projects/tests

....... but then again......... if you're giving us stuff "copy and paste" worthy..... ur teaching style is obviously ..... WRONGGGGGGG

Thanks for reading!

Tennis = Money

So I play tennis in school right now, because my parents didn't allow me to play those "cool kids sports". But you know what? I don't care..... cuz I don't need a sport to tell me if I'm kool or not...... However, with many sports, to become better than others is to simply train and work hard. For example, in basketball, if you shoot 100 more free throws than another person who has similar athletic abilities compared to you.... then you would no doubt be  better than him at free throws. But what I hate about tennis, is that although hard work is essential, money decides who is better or worse. In basketball, you use one ball. In football, you use one ball. In soccer, you use one ball. In swimming, you use one pool. In ping pong, you use one table. In track, you use one track field. The list goes on and one, and the only difference that you may have from another athlete in these sports is perhaps the shoes and the athletic wear. But in tennis..... you use one court........ but about 10,000,000 + combinations of tennis strings and rackets that constantly change and upgrades. And to keep up this with this constant flow of improvements, the only way is to spend money $$$. What I mean is that you can buy one nice expensive racket, and in three years, the same racket but better comes out. So should you spend more money on the new racket? Or should you use the same one while others use the new and improved one around you? Speaking of rackets, the structure of a tennis racket is a frame with string weaved and tensioned....... simply put. But even with this tennis string, their are different levels of string that provide extra power/spin/control etc. But like all things, with better quality, comes a higher price. Furthermore, these tennis strings don't last forever, they break every once a month. So you would think that these simple little strings cost like a few bucks right? WRONG!!! One set of string for 1 racket..... costs about $25-75 (including stringing). So let's do the math here

Nice racket ($150) + String ($25x, x  being number of stringing times) + Shoes ($55) = $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

And equipment is only small portion of this inequality

When you walk onto a tennis court, you can CLEARLY tell who is "legit" and who is "recreational". Why? Because if you're a recreational player, the stroke techniques are completely off from what "legit" players consider standard. If you play for fun, most of the time, you merely wish to get the ball back over the net. But if you're "legit".... not only are you REQUIRED to get the ball over the net... you have to consider WHERE you should hit, WHAT KIND OF SHOT you should hit, all while trying to PERFECT the shot itself. So how can this be done? The answer is very simple. You get a coach. Sure you can go online and look up "tennis techniques", but there will always be SOMETHING wrong because you don't know for sure what is right and what is wrong. So at this point, you have spent a large sum of money for equipment, and now to be "legit" you hire a coach. The average cost for a 1 hour session with a professional coach is $50+  Multiply all of these expenses for a AT LEAST 3 years.... and BAM!!!! .......................... you might as well go buy a new car................. or a house......

Why 3 years?

Because if you're of the human race, then it takes time to mold what you find comfortable into what is considered right. And I fondly remember that there is a saying that goes "money is time". If you're smart and work hard, then in 3 years, you techniques and strokes will be slowly developing into the "legit" player. But if you don't, then the expenses just keep on going up manzzzz...... You see, in basketball or football or any of those "cool kids sports" I don't believe that the expenses invested is anywhere near what tennis requires. True, you can go to those Training Camps or Athlete Programs.... but tennis has all of that. There is literally schools and schools that devote their entire purpose into molding tennis players from around the world. The 17th ranked world player and former world number 1 player who had won 3 grand slams, Maria Sharapova, spend her entire childhood in one of these camps. Her parents quit their jobs so that they could invest in her daughter for this very sport..... and I guess..... good investment..... but that is 1 player out of millions and millions of players.

So moral of story? 

Don't even try to become a professional tennis player. Don't take this sport to seriously, because tennis is money. And money is time. And unless you truly want to devote your life to this sport. Just have fun!

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Job REJECTION$

Isn't it funny that during school, I manage to at least get 1 blog post a week done..... and now it's summer and I can't manage to even get 1 done a month? Who said procrastination was a bad thing in school? Anyways, I don't really have much to talk about besides talking about random stuff itself. And to start things off..... I hate summer....

You could be all like "Oh Ma GOD? WAT? YOU FREAK! YOU HATE SUMMER?1?!?!" I hate summer because although summer is truly the greatest time to have fun-z, about 75.13162124% of the time I'm just sitting around at home.... playing games, watching some Te3VEe, stalking little kids on Facebook (just kidding). And to be honest, I'd rather be at school, where I was forced to do something useful. And it's not like I want to be in this situation, I applied to currently 18+ job locations around my city... yes... not neighborhood or area.... but city..... annddd................. they've all rejected me. Actually, they didn't actually reject me, they just never contacted me ever since I applied, and when I call them, they're all like:

Me: "Hello! (trying to sound happy and interested), I applied here a few weeks ago, and I'm just calling to see whether I got accepted or not??!?"

Them: ....................

Me: Hello?

Them: "uhhhhhhHhhHhHhhhhh.......... have you applied yet?

Me: =.= ........ Yes............... I have applied online...... using the internet........ from my computer

Them: Oh, well if we're hiring we'll call you

Me: Well OBVIOUSLY IF YOU CALLED ME THEN THIS CALL WOULD NOT EXIST......... (<- ok I didn't really say that.... but I thought that)

Me: Oh.. really? (=.= .... just say you don't want me..... please....) ummm.... when will they call me?

Them: I don't know, my manager usually does that stuff

Me: Ok I see.....

Them: Anything else?

Me: No, that's all, well thank you for hel- they hang up..... 

Anyways to keep this long and sad story short.... I'm still looking for a job....... so that I don't accidentally brutally murder myself from boredom at home.... And the moral of the story is?????

APPLY FOR MORE THAN 1 JOB EARLIER

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Ma Gangsta Rap Fa Sho

I got really bored in class the other day... so I decided to compose a fictional rap about my life. 98.824% of it is fake... so don't call child services er something.....

I’m just the asian that lives down the street

Mow’in his front lawn with his bare hands and feet

I can’t afford to buy a mowing blade cuz I’m way too cheap

But education is my top priority cuz it’s good for me

But there is one thing that I can ensure about me
Something you and I can both agree

That I’m a trained ninja and can kill you in your sleep

This is the system I live in that surrounds all I see

I try to be different and I try to break free

But I can’t cuz I’m just not a straight up G

So instead I’ll be a rebel and just to TCC

 But seriously,

I’m just the average Asian boy with all A’s and 1 B

Get one C and you can just kill me, please

If you don’t kill me, my parents will

Stuff me in a bag of glass shards and throw me down a hill

I get cut by glass and I feel pain but can’t chill

This is punishment by my parents so they don’t give me the relieving pill

So I’m still rolling and flying down the 9k feet hill

With a conscience overwhelmed by fear and thrill

Then I suddenly stop and I open my eyes

I see a shining light that shines extremely bright

So I walk toward the light and what do I see?

I see my entire life flashing before me

But to my surprise I do not see fun and happy suggestions

Instead of see mathematical functions, derivatives, and SAT questions

Like what is p if 4z + y equals arithmetic progression

And other things that lend toward a dying depression

And basically things that give this rap session aggression concession

And then do I realize that my life has been a waste

Learning stuff and doing shit that fun does not relate

Suddenly I wake up and realize it was all a dream

And that I had just taken another nap in AP history period 3B, with the teacher now looking menacing at me

But I really don’t care cuz it’s the end of the school year

I just want to go home, and not be here

Drink beer, have no fear, for the Asian superman is finally here

Thanks fa reading... YO... 

Picture of the Month #2

So this weekend, I attended this random church to hear a famous speaker. During the intermission, my bladder instructed me to use to restroom. And so I walk in, do the usual; look into the mirror, choose a toilet with at least one toilet in between me and another person, and then proceed to secrete the excess stream of a natural water faucet. After finishing, I'm about to push the toilet lever down to flush the toilet... and I read "Please Flush after Use!" (and the translated version too!). What is this world coming to? When people have to tape warnings signs or notices that remind people to flush the toilet..... you know that alians are about to invade the world. Why would you seriously need to remind people to flush a toilet? Isn't that common sense, that when your done alleviating  yourself into a public piece of machinery.....  you should at least bother to clean it away? It's like having a nice conversation with a friend, then accidentally sneezing a large blob of germs and saliva on his face, only then to continue on the conversation casually as if you don't notice the now shocked expression of your friend of whom is now covered in a layer of mucus. 

I understand people not mowing their front lawns, because they might not own a lawn. Or they might not have the physical capabilities to mow the lawn, or simply just hiring somebody to mow the lawn for them. But flushing a toilet? You can't not have a "pee-pee", you can't "not use the restroom" (unless you're a FREAK), and you can't lack the physical capabilities as to press gently on a lever, or wave your hand over a sensor. And most ultimately, you can't hire somebody to flush a toilet for you after you pleasure yourself. Just think about it, would you like to walk to a toilet and be happily welcomed by a pool of yellow urine left as a gift by the person before you? If you don't flush a toilet when you're done, it's like a dog that poops along the side of a road, then waits for his master to pick his s*%$ up for him.... only you're the dog that lazily poops everywhere and waits for other people to flush after you. And that's just sick, and gross and wrong in every possible way. In a way, you're almost a hypocrite; because you must shower each day, brush your teeth, etc. in an attempt to have clean hygiene. But then you leave urine and poop everywhere for other people... what's the point in being clean if you have other people cleaning your dirtiest "productions"?

Moral of the story: flush the toilet please. Think of the trees; if everybody started to flush the toilets... you wouldn't have to have reminders that tell you to flush the toilet.... 

***its was extremely awkward taking this picture.... people  behind me were like "WTF is this guy taking a picture of a toilet for?? WHAT A WEEIIIRDOOOO!!!"***

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In Need of Support

Today's blog is going to be a tad more solemn than my other posts. If you don't already know, I am going on a mission trip to Canada this summer to help spread the word there to those that have not received it yet, while also learning how to spread the word. The following is a letter I wrote to a few people in humble request of financial and moral support. If you would like to support my trip, there is a donate button on the right side of the blog to help contribute. And if you do not feel an urge to, I ask of you to still provide prayer and loving support. Thank You.

Dear ,

I’m a rebel.

I’m a dissenter, liberal, renegade, insurrectionist, heretic mutineer or any equivalent terminology that allows me to be against the flow of society. I’m a complete nonconformist to traditional doctrines or orthodox, I hate following the ways people find to be “acceptable” and I loathe the typical stereotypes bestowed upon me before birth. Essentially, if you were to say “that’s like finding a needle in a haystack”, I’d like to be that one single strand of hay that is discolored and at discontent with the others. If you didn’t truly know me, characteristics of this personality would at one point or another stand out. To those oblivious to my true nature, I’m generally labeled as an “immature adolescent” that likes to talk loud in places that are deemed to be quiet. I enjoy the exasperated looks teacher’s give when they ask “does everyone agree”, and I’m the one that boldly raises my hand to logically argue how I disagree. Sometimes, when reading something controversially or blatantly obvious in terms of moral standards, I would argue why their logic is wrong or flawed. So judge me, am I considered anything but bad and what some adults refer to as “being mature”.

So by the time you’re reading this very sentence you’re wondering “so what did that have to do with anything of the sincerity to the request of mission trip giving?” Well to begin, I’d like to set aside a portion of your time to inform you of my personality and opinions. But you may think “David claims he’s a rebel, isn’t that a bad thing? Why is he informing me of all this negativity?” And the thing is, it’s true to say that a rebel is often regarded as something negative or detrimental to our path of living a righteous life. However, aren’t we all rebels towards Christ? In God’s eyes, we are the ones that raise our arms in question to his power, his authority, and ultimately, his everlasting love. There is absolutely not a time in your life when you haven’t complained “God, why? Why did this happen? Where are you when I need you most?” Don’t we all find ourselves doing absurd actions when angry? Isn’t anger itself a complete contradiction to the teachings of love, which we all should live by? And isn’t living a life against moral doctrines itself rebellious in nature? You see, I admit I’m a rebel, and you may have to. But what about those who still live a complete life rebelling and constantly testing the mercy of God? As Christians who strive to live a holy and hallowed life. Don’t they to deserve the chance to admit themselves as rebels of God?

In another sense, though we are rebels against the mercy of God. On earth and in society, we are God’s holy rebels against the forces of sin and evil. We are his beloved soldiers saved by loving grace to fight against the influences of sin, and to carry forth the message of liberty and salvation. But like soldiers on a battle field, we need the constant supply of daily living and support. What is a soldier without adequate training and preparation for war? Is he soldier? Or is he just another person wishing to become God’s soldier while crumbling into the fire of sin?

I am soldier for and of God. I humbly thank Christ to allow me to be born into a household of love and to be set on a path of correct morals. But while living a holy life is vital to fight against negative influences of this world. Spreading the message or helping the development of other soldiers may only further strengthen the bond we have with Christ. Though obligatory, I find that spreading the message of God may not only strengthen my relationship with God, but to help others struggling. While hopefully learning and constantly growing with God.

That is why I ask of my brothers and sisters, like that of the soldier, to supply me with prayer and love to fulfill this task for God. However, in a world were money predestines actions. I humbly ask of the financial supplement needed to effectively carry forth this calling. According to James 2: 15-16, Christ says “If a brother or sister is without clothing and in need of daily food, and one of you says to them, “Go in peace, be warmed and be filled,” and yet you do not give them what is necessary for their body, what use is that?”. In my current state of life, I am a fellow brother not only lacking the financial help needed, but also the courage and strength required. Like the verse says, I am without clothing and food, but with the loving support of you and other Christians; such worldly values cannot obstruct the spirit to live for God. Thank You and May God bless.

Sincerely,

David Wei

Picture of the Month #1

So I was at the book store BORDERS the other day, and while bored I wandered into the children's section to check out what books were now specially written for children. While walking around, I suddenly found this book (above). My first response was like "weird looking kid as cover....".... then I read the title and was like "WHOAA WTFF?!?!?!?!? IS THIS REAL??". What kind of outrageous government bull !@%^ propaganda is this!?!? So what do I do? I take my phone out and take a picture of this fecal substance. Just look at it, the title, which is considered to have a very lasting impression, reads ...."Books make me Happy". Now look at the picture of the kid himself portrayed in the picture. First of all, how high must have the artist who drew it been? He looks like a psycho-maniac ax murderer pedophile who escaped from a genetically altering asylum only to be handed books by a random author... taken a picture of ... and thrown on a book with a title of "Books make me Happy". Additionally, this book was placed on a special shelf, to draw more attention to customers. But what kind of impact would this book have on a kid innocently walking around the bookstore?

Kid: *walking around the bookstore*

Book: *sitting there on shelf*

Kid: "B-b-b books M-m-makes Me H-h-happy".....

Kid: BOOKS MAKE ME HAPPY!!!

Kid: *chants to himself*.... books make me happy.... books make me happy..... books make me happy....

*at school the next day*

Teacher: So kids, what makes you happ-

Kid: *finishing teacher's question blurts out* BOOKS MAKE ME HAPPY FOOOOOL!!!!

What makes it even more outrageous is the fact that on the shelf right above that book, theres a couple of books that ironically read "Wreck This Journal"..... Okay, so now I'm looking at a freak book that's titled "Books Make Me Happy"... only then to read the book above that reads "Wreck This Journal". Sooooo..... I'm happy enough about reading to shred what I just read into pieces? ..................

And this is what is being sold at bookstores near you! Thank You!

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"Society" Used In Context?

Ok, so I've been wondering deeply about something that's been on my mind for the past couple of days. The term "society". This term is ubiquitous in every form of paper or writing and speech to address synonyms of "this world", "our lives", etc. But like similiar terms, I find that using society in whatever context of our work seems strange and confusing. I am profoundly dazzled by the fact of how I, David Wei, am part of this "society" of what I and many people write about. Because if sombody was to write (or speak), let's say, a form of encouragement or persuasion. This somebody might use "Don't follow the ways of society! Follow your own heart!". Well unless this somebody was not of this world, the term "society" would also refer to them as well; hence concluding that this somebody is hypocritical in what they claim and say.
If not already baffling enough, another example may be if I was to boldly say "I hate how society is these days". Of course in clear conscious of what that meant, the statement is very normal and sincere. However, because I myself am part of this "society" that I speak of; I'm basically saying that : "I hate myself these days". Now I don't know about you reader, but the statements "I hate how society is these days" compared to "I hate myself these days" are completely different. Because one is speaking of a dislike toward the public, while the other is directed toward myself (or himself... whatever), all because of the literal usage of "society". In addition to this already mind blowing (personal opinion) realization, is that even if, lets say, I claim that I'm not part of this "society". Well if all of us who are writing of this "society" deny ourselves to be part of this "society", then who in freak are we referring "society" to be??? It's funny because lets says I am writing something about society, and a person I don't even know of is writing of a similar same thing. Then that means, we each are referring to each other as part of the "society" we write about, even though we ourselves deny to be part of it since we are the ones writing against it ("it" being not part of the "society" discussed). But then think about it, if I was to use the earlier statement "I hate how society is these days", then in normal terms, I'm practically trying to say that I am not satisfied with a particular thing people or "society" is doing. But then that very same statement will be twisted if say another person says or writes a similar thing, again referring you to be part of the "society" hated. It's then funny again, because in way, a person that you don't even know... hates you.....and you hate him...... even though yall (yes I used yall) are on similar terms referring to the "other people" that you both find hate to. Furthermore, the "other people" that yall now find a dislike to (even though yall are necessarily not on the same terms) may include people that to find a similar dislike to what yall are essentially disliking. But because of this perplexed usage of "society", everyone that is true and corresponding to each other in terms of opinions, are actually not. Resulting in a huge mess of people hating each other, while the initial disliked group of people that actualyl are the ones reffered to as "society" can be questioned to as if they are actually to or not to be disliked and hated.
Now that is what I go through on a normal basis..... call me a freak..... or insane. But in truth, if you actually think about it hard enough, all of that seems to make sense (at least to me), somehow. Well that's all I have for this time. Once again I'd like to thank those that read my blog. And this time, comment because I'm interested in what your opinions are. Because right now.... I feel like a complete psycho freak.


and btw, if you haven't noticed.... this blog is shorter than the one I claimed to be short... that turned out quite lengthy lol....

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Famous YouTuber's: SUCK

When you're at your computer and bored, what do you usually do? Maybe play some games? Or chat with some friends? Regardless, we all can admit that at one point or another, YouTube seems to be a consistent source of entertainment. With the endless amount (literally.... endless) of video comedy, drama, action, blogging, the possibilities of the preferable genre choices are substantial to satisfy any extremity of boredom. But in terms of the actual tendency to watch a certain video, it is possible to say that many of us tend to watch the one with the most stars or greatest amount of views. For example if you look up... how to grow wings and fly, and about a thousand plus videos show up, do you watch the video listed as number 3,813? Or do you prefer to glance over the top 5 videos, then select the one most appealing in terms of stars and viewers? Well the thing is, it's not our fault, the highly regarded videos are highly regarded for a reason; their simply more entertaining to watch compared to others. And as pursuers of fine entertainment, we eventually find ourselves watching them, whether we notice that trend or not. Most of the time, if a certain YouTuber made a video extremely appealing to you, then usually, his entire line of produced video will seem appealing to you. However, what I hate most is that the more famous a YouTuber gets, the more suck-ier the videos gets. And as a pursuer of fine entertainment, I loathe that fact. And that is what I will be talking about in this blog today.

I'm going to use one example that I find to be the epitome of this descending suckage of YouTubing skills: KevJumba. If you haven't watched any of his videos, it's quite funny and entertaining. He talks about facts in a way that makes you go LOL, and for that, I respect him as a YouTuber and as a human. But then, more people like me began to watch his videos and subscribe to his channel, and soon enough, he was regarded as a famous YouTuber. And from there on, his videos has been worser and worser by every click of his video editing. Earlier as a normal YouTuber and individual like you and me, his videos as a average high schooler appealed greatly to me simply because the things he talked about, and the prose in which he presented it. Now as a famous YouTuber not only has he completely lost track of the essence that originally made him famous, he's trying to conform to viewers and the YouTube society as the average "Video Blogger", which I hate. Because in sense, I watch the videos because of its austere and authentic humor, but now, he unnaturally tries to emphasis humor in a way that leaves you responding "eh" to the vast majority of his recent videos. However that is still not the major reason, as a famous YouTuber, KevJumba like many other famous YouTuber's now feel like it's their duty to appeal to the public as a humorous, nice, or witty character. But truthfully, the old rugged biasness and genuine humor is what appealed to me, far greater than what the person actually may be in character. Because once again as pursuers of fine entertainment, entertainment enacted through the performer is what we seek, not the performer itself.

Another side I have been noticing is the fact that when a YouTuber begins to become well known in the YouTube society; they either create a separate and new channel to document the more "realistic and natural" side of their lives, or a channel raising money for "charity" by the view or donation. For example a famous YouTube group Smosh has created a new channel IanH to document their more personal life. Although it may sound strange, and question "David why would they create a new channel to document their natural life when their original YouTube channel was already their natural life?" It all comes clear when you find out, that their "original" channel now has a set of directors and producers, and audio engineers, and prop artists....... WTF would a YouTuber need such high level of performing when what essentially made them famous was the unpolished, almost pristine nature of their normal and average life? Or furthermore, WTF would you need script, specially written by a screenwriter in your videos.......??? I want to hear your dialogging, your thoughts and humorous insights, not the frikin screenwriter's..... Now talking about the second choice of famous bloggers, YouTuber's like that of KevJumba have created a separate YouTube channel to raise money (JumbaFund).... simply because he knows that people would ignorantly watch a thing, because he is famous, and was funny. And sooner or later, those famous YouTuber's completely ignore their old channels, simply because now you have one with a flow of income, I mean "charity money". It peeves me, that such great YouTuber's with such limitless potential all seem to end up in the same pile of horse poop. It'll be like me if this blog was to become super-ultra famous one day (highly not likely), and soon because it was that famous.... it wasn't even me writing anymore.... just me pressing "publish post"......

To end blog today, I would like to thank those that manage to read all the way to this sentence. It means a lot to me when people are reading my work (perhaps commenting.... no pressure). Because then I know that I'm not insane when I know that I'm not the only person reading this blog.....Which is a good thing. I recently added a subscribe thing so that if you follow my blog and subscribe, you now get an email when something new comes out... yea! And to remind you all again.... please feed the fish at the bottom of the page!!!!!!!

Keep'N Things Short

Okay..... If you haven't noticed the title, I'm going to keep blog fairly short today, which may or many not be a good thing. Anyways (anyways = favorite word/transition), I've been noticing the practice of becoming vegetarian quite frequent among schoolmates and fellow peers. I don't understand why people would suddenly choose to stop eating delicious meat (AKA the Blood of Man, AKA the Holy Grail, AKA Man's Best Friend, AKA the AKA.....) after eating meat enjoyably for many years. I would ask them, "so do you like to eat a nice juicy, well flavored, seasoned steak?" And they would be like, "yeaaa but it's soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo wrong to kill cows..........". Of course they didn't say it like that, but roughly reworded similar to that. And I thought to myself, first of all, your not a Muslim or something, so   how could you possibly be so ignorant as to miss out on the world's best choice of food? Second of all, what will you replace beautiful, glorious meat for? Beans? Tofu? Grass? Store- bought grass? Organic grass? Backyard grass? Third-ly, what do you think cows were made for!?!?!? To look at as a beautiful animal (like a unicorn) or to raise as a pet? No, cows were made for one thing, and one thing only. To be killed, smoked, roasted, grilled, baked, and barbecued into something that goes into the hole on your face that contains teeth.  And lastly, you need meat in your life whether you care to acknowledge that or not. For example, have you seen the first Twilight movie (don't judge me just because I watched the Twilight movie)? Remember that one part where that freak vampire Edward said something like "it's sorta like eating meat, you can be vegetarian, but you feel like you're missing something". Well, if you haven't seen the movie, he's human-blood-atarian, which means that he basically eats meat that doesn't contain human blood.... cuz he's a vampire.... So instead, he eats deers................ But that's not the point, the point is that can you see what it did to him to not eat what he truly needs and desires? He, or it, turns into a human figurine of sparkling diamonds when he's in the sun, and pale and skinny snowman looking when he's not. I truly believe that the people who wrote and directed the movie implemented this as symbolism directed at the foolish people out there blindly choosing to be vegan.

Meat is amazing. Period. Think of all the delicious, savoring dishes that contain meat. Yea, they all contain meat, and if they don't, then it's not food but rather "nutritious supplements". Sure people can be all like "eating meat does this or that to you", or "eating meat can help you become this or that". And for the sake of this blog, I went to Google and searched why be vegan? The third website listed quotes these as a reason;  

From the website: http://library.thinkquest.org/20922/why_vegan.htm (#3 posted on Google)

"Weight loss, lower cholesterol and blood pressure, less use of medication, avoiding surgery, and feeling and looking great are some of the many health benefits" - Ignorant Vegan Noob

First of all, becoming a vegan doesn't mean that you suddenly become super slim and healthy. No, it means that you're not eating meat, cuz your a sad lonely vegan. If you wanted to "lower cholesterol and blood pressure, less use of medication, avoiding surgery, and feeling and looking great", it may be something mind blowing, but it's a very very very special program called Eat-Less-And-Work-Out. Becoming a vegan will not help you if you're still eating a lot, instead it will further deprive you of you crave, making you more fat and unhealthy.

If you're a vegan and reading this, PLEASE DO NOT BE OFFENDED. I'm just trying to help you. Trying to put you on the right path of life. Essentially, trying to help your life, become happier and more fruitful. And lastly, thank you for reading this blog!...................... and be sure to feed the fish at the very bottom of the page. They to are hungry.