FInal Exam

To be honest, I think that this final exam isn't really hard like the last midterm. It probably was because I studied more, or because the test is just really easier. I was pretty ready, about 95% ready. The 5% I was unsure about was the literary devices used in the poem "Paul Revere's Ride". The teacher was talking about the metaphors and symbolisms before the test. I did understand what he was saying, but then when I was writing the last question, the essay, every thing he said didn't make sense at all. So, I think I didn't really do a good job on that question.When the teacher said "The exam is really easy", I didn't want to kill him because I was pretty sure that I would do ok on the test! I was confident about basically almost everything in the test, since I kind of memorized every vocabulary in the text book. For example, onomatopoeia is like the words that makes a sound. I also remembered the kinds of poems the text book mentioned, and I think that it was kind of useful since there was a question asking about what kind of poem "Paul Revere's Ride" is.

Independent Reading Project Reflection

From doing this independent reading project, I learned that in order to make a good project, it should be well thought and well planned. It would be easier if the project is  well thought. For my project, when I bought the poster paper, I thought that it would be long enough for me to fit all the pictures I wanted, but then when I was almost finished drawing, I realized that the room wasn't enough to fit everything, and the end of the poster was kind of squishy, because I had to put everything in. I think that actually a project isn't necessary, because since we have a book report to write already, the teacher will be able to know whether we understand the book or not. Doing the project takes too much time, and because it is almost the finals week, the time that we could use to study will be spent on doing the project. It isn't that it's wasting money, it's that since I was preparing for the project, I wasn't able to study enough for tests.

My Most and Least Favorite

I believe that in this year, I didn't really like any of the books, although they were all awarded. But if I have to choose my favorite one, I would definitely choose "The Outsiders", because it feels more realistic and more suitable for teenagers to read. The vocabulary isn't hard, and the author has a casual way of writing, which won't make me feel intense. It also shows many characteristics of people, because of the diversity of the characters. It also showed how real friends are willing to sacrifice themselves for each other. The book I disliked the most would probably be both "Hatchet" and "The Chinese Cinderella". I don't like "Hatchet" because I just don't like those books talking about survival skills, because all of them are similar. Trying to find food, meeting obstacles, wanting to give up... etc. I didn't like "The Chinese Cinderella" because it felt that the author was over exaggerating the story, and trying to make her family members seem like bad people. No matter how they treat you, they still were the ones that raised you up.

Hip-hop language

Hey yo the class of 2015
Full of energetic teens
Annie Huang, my best friend
has the coolest earrings I've seen
Ivy Kim, the cute hippo
3 Indonesians thinks she's neat-o
Isabel Chen, the fashion model
has the coolest clothes that beam
Hantine Hsu, the coolest artist
draws those pictures that make me feel sad of myself
Jasper Chou, the most childish person
my face isn't a cotton candy!
Eddy Tsao, the awesome mechanic,
fixed my broken-for-one-year printer in ten minutes.
Danny Yu, our fatty bear,
he's my private transportation tool!

The epic hero

Epic heroes and sport heroes both make people that support them happy, because they fulfilled their dreams. Also, both of them are very proud of themselves for being able to do things that many other people aren't able to. They are different in ways that sport heroes won't die even if they lost the game, unless people get too emotional and kill them, but epic heroes may die when they lose their battle. Beowulf does meet the requirements of being a epic hero, because he killed many monsters, which obviously would be many people's dream to have the monsters killed. And, those people are of course really happy. He also is very proud of himself, we can see that from the part where he went to the king and persuaded the king to let him go kill the monster without any weapons or men. Casey sort of meets the requirements. He is proud of himself, since when people were shouting to kill the umpire, he just raised his hand. It shows that he thinks that he's like the pope in a church, and is self-satisfied. But, although he is proud, he didn't meet the requirement to make people happy and fulfill their dreams. He got stroke out when people expected him to hit a homerun.

Adjectives

Place

Stinky

Dirty

Cemented

Place

Grayish-white

Hard

Cold

Calm

Silent

Painful

Food

Red

Slippery

Meat-ful

Italian

Super duper duper delicious

Thing

Silver

Pro

Bookish

Appleish

Fast

Shiny

Toolsful

pretty

pure awesome

Activities

Joyful

Relaxing

Beautiful

Painful

Happy

Exciting

HIgh

Hyper

Holiday

Sweet

Soft

Happy

bad memory-ful

stress-free

Person

Big-bellied

Canadian-like

Asianish

Small-eyed

Cute

Sleepy

Experiences

-       I fell, and dislocated my knee

-       I fell from a monkey-bar, and broke my arm when I used it to support my body

-       I chase after Danny and hug him, put my arms around him and squeeze

-       I used a blue pen to write this journal quickly in my notebook

-       I hit Jasper’s bouncy tummy with my hands real hard

-       I poke Annie’s leg with my finger and tickle her

-       I play the piano with my stubby fingers running around the keyboard

-       I am half-lying in my chair, doing this assignment.

-       I play tetris with full concentration, and moving my fingers around the arrow keys really fast.

-       I stare at the screen when I am watching horror movies.

-       I bite my nails all the time to the deepest I can get to.

-       I chew gum all the time with my jaw

-       I roll around the bed when I sleep and sometimes fall down

-       I move my arms around when I feel bored at home

-       I sing a lot when I am showering.

Triolet

A   The class of 2015, the class of awesomeness
B   Fights? Arguments? Never
a    Treats each other with kindness
A   The class of 2015, the class of awesomeness
a    Impossible to find badness
b    in our class full of overachiever
A   The class of 2015, the class of awesomeness
B    Fight? Arguments? Never

Limerick

There once was a snail called Ashley
Who strangely moved around quickly
One day she ran up to the ceiling
And found herself falling
That was the end of her, sadly

Free Write

Because we had each other before, so I let go
I thought that it was the right decision, so I let go

Because it's the past, so I don't want to face it
I thought it's the right decision, so I made the wrong choice.

If I look at myself, and face myself,
how am I going to explain to myself, 
about what I've done to myself?
Are thousands of "Sorry"s enough, to let me forgive myself?
Is it enough, to use thousands of "It's just a dream",
to convince myself that nothing happened?


I can close my eyes,
and fake that I didn't see anything;
I can close my ears,
and act like I didn't hear anything
If it's the best choice for myself,
then I'd rather treat myself cruelly.

I can't find myself, in a night
Lonely, in the crowd.
I want to open a window,
to let me breathe, 
but I just can't find the right keys and locks,
to open one, that leads me to the world outside.
my heart, not able to open, is making me unable to breathe.

Making things hard for myself, 
blaming myself for not being selfish enough
Stuck in my own world, 
how am I doing to leave all this?
The trouble I've given to myself, surrounds me
When can I just leave all these, and run without hesitating?

The List

-Local School friends
-Canada's friends
- HIS friends
- Grad TRIP!!!!
-DS
- My pretty little dress
-Teddy bear
- Salmon Sashimi!!!
- Amusement park
-Pizza from Canada!!

Poet's Choice

Always beside me
Never abandoning me
Never leaving me behind
I love you, dear :D
Everything, we tell each other
How lucky I am to have you as a friend
U are so reliable
Always keeps my secrets
Never telling them to others
Great friend you are!

Spanish, Algebra
Ughh Making me go crazy
Why are you so hard!?
Yah! Now my brain is blank
I don't know what to write

I love you mommy,
although you are strict all times
it is good for me

Haiku

I've heard enough lies
I hate how I still miss you
Mostly of that smile

Danny-no-nose Yu
"Hadukan"s at random times
Stop the street-fighting!!

Mr. McCool's class
"You are the monkey today!"
Eeh Eeh Ooh Ooh Ooh

Tanka Poem

The day you left me
The freezing rain was pouring
The wind was blowing
No one is going to come
Days are hell-like without you

Anita Huang Huang

The best friend I've ever known

We've known each other

For how many years by now?

um, three? Or probably more. 

Hantine Eddie Hsu

Nothing we don't talk about

So reliable

that I tell her everything

No secrets are between us 

:D

Cinquain Poem

"Dear"

a-hole, liar

All those you've said were lies

You don't know how sad I was

Fibber

Hantine

talented artist

So pro at designing

I am so jealous of your hands

Whiz

You

understanding

Always here when I'm sad

Thank you so much

Hon :DDD

Diamante Poem

Girl

Cute, Naive 

Smile, Play, Sleep

Dresses, Candy, Jewelry, Bags

Fight, Work, Shopping

Beautiful, Crafty

Woman

Boy

Innocent, naughty

Play, Run, Eat

Video games, Cars, Girls, Money

Work, gambling, Earning

Agressive, Perverted

Man

PE

Relaxing, Fun

Run, Throw, Jump

Basketball, Baseball, Worksheets, Power-points

Study, Concentrate, Doing labs

Stressful, Painful

Life Science class

Acrostic

Always hungry
Money is something she lacks, because she spends too much of them on food. :PP
Bananas are my favorite fruit!
Elephants is what people use to describe me
Really makes me sad :(

Literature is something I'm bad at
Ughh. I think I'll fail this class.
Oh, I can imagine my mom beating me up after she sees the report card.


Hambo is her nickname
Animations are her favorite
Never gets tired about drawing and DANNY YU :DD
Talks all day long without getting tired
Imagine sleeping over at her house for one night
Not going to get ANY sleep at all
Energetic, actually, OVER-energetic is a word that fits her.

Hanging out with us all the time
Sometimes, I call her Bobo :D
Umm, I'm speechless now.

Elements of Poetry

There are so many elements of Poetry, and the ones that I can think of from the top of my head are plot, characters, rhyme, conflict and of course, a resolution for the conflict. Also, similes, metaphors, personifications are used. Fiction stories of course have characters, plot, conflicts, resolutions, similes, metaphors, personification, and many other more. Actually, poetry uses more elements than fiction for example, rhyme. Although not all poetry have to have a rhyme, but normally, no fiction story writers would write their story with rhymes. It would be considered as a poem if they did. Poetry and fiction may somehow be similar because they both have a story that they are trying to tell. The most cheesy and probably the most famous poem is "Roses are Red." And here it goes, Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, Sugar is Sweet, and so are you. "Blue" and "You" rhyme. And the plot of this poem may be about trying to please a girl. And in all books, there is definitely a plot. Events are linked together to cause the plot. And basically, everything that is written in the book is part of the plot.

What Does Poetry Do

Poems don't have to be written in correct grammar, and doesn't have to make sense right away. Most of the times, there is a deeper meaning in poems. There can be deeper meanings in proses, but not all the time. Other writings are mostly written in paragraph forms, but lines of poems can be cut and separated into many lines. Poems and other writings can be similar sometimes too. For example, odes. Odes are written to praise of, or dedicated to just about anything, and it doesn't have to rhyme, which most of the poems need to have. A poem can express things that other writings can too. I think that poems are just basically writings that are cut into may lines, and some poems have rhyme. And I also think that poems can express the feeling that it's deeper and that you can picture the scenes more easily. Poems should have more descriptions than other writings do. Poems now are actually seen everywhere. To me, I see them always in many of my friends' blogs. When they feel sad, they always like to write poems that make people feel so sad. But other than blogs, I think that poems now aren't as popular as they were before, and people can find them in literary books or search for them on purpose.

Spring Break

In this spring break, most of the graduates went to Bali Island in Indonesia. We went rafting, drinking (of course not alcoholic drinks), playing, chatting and singing at midnight. We also had some pillow fights which was so crazy that we couldn't sleep in that room that night. The trip was really so fun, especially the rafting part. Annie, Ivy, Ms. Sherry, Janet and I were on one raft with an instructor. The funnest part was probably not when we were falling out of the rafts, but when other people on the other rafts were attacking us. People were attacking each other with the water, and we got all soaked. One thing that I was angry about was when we went to the beach. We were having fun when we saw a snake getting washed up on the shore. We wanted to help it back into the sea, but none of us were brave enough to touch it. So, we just stood around it, and hoped that it could go back. But when the tide comes, it just keeps getting washed up back to where it was before. We didn't know what to do, and when we saw an old man walking towards it, we thought that he would help it. But we were so shocked when we saw him stepping on it. He literally stepped on it, and didn't let it go. We just stared at him with our mouthes out. Then after a while, he left and came back again. This time, he picked the snake up and brought it back to his friends and took pictures with it. Annie and I got angry and walked up to him and asked him to put it back into the ocean. He just ignored us and continued to take pictures. In the end, he did hold the snake and walked towards the sea. I don't know if he did put it back into the water, but I hope he did. And for the food, I don't think that I like it that much because we basically have the same food everyday. The only thing I liked about the food was that there were ice cream everyday. I really think that this trip to Bali was really fun, and I would want to go back there with my friends some day again.

Personal Reflection

I'm not the most hardworking student in our class, but I believe that I'm not in the "lazy" category too.I do pay attention in class, but I'll have to admit that I do get distracted by classmates and start to talk to them, and sometimes fall asleep in some classes. I only take notes on subjects that I'm really bad at, or when I think that I won't remember what the teacher was talking about. I start homework right away, but I won't do a lot of it because I feel that I still have a lot of time, so I finish most of them when it's almost due. I do take short-cuts which is the internet, and sometimes ask classmates when I can't find the answer in both the internet and in the book. I complete the majority of homework and I believe that about 95% of them are on time. And outside of class, I spend 98% of my time studying, but it's not only school work, I spend time studying things from my cram schools too. In week days, I would estimate that I spend about 4 hours thinking about class, and in weekends, I think I spend only 5 hours if I have band practice, but if I don't, I spend about 8 hours a day thinking about class. I almost never go to ask teacher questions unless I really didn't understand what the teacher was saying in class, and also, it's because I have a tutor for all subjects that I'm not good as good at, so if I don't understand in class, I probably will chose to ask my tutor. I think that I do participate constructively in class, although sometimes I just can't understand some things the teacher says. To me, I think that school would be in the second place. Practicing musical instruments would probably be in the first place to me.

Style

In "Raymond's Run", the author, Toni Cade Bambara used allusions, dialect, irony and imagery for her style. I am choosing to write about irony and imagery. For irony, it's situational irony because the ending was actually quite surprising. In most stories I've read, when a person is too cocky, they eventually gets a lesson by failing once or even many times. And in the beginning, Squeaky was very cocky, and when I read about Gretchen, I was thinking that Gretchen will win this race this time because Squeaky is supposed to get a lesson. But then, the ending of the story showed that Squeaky still won the race. Another part which is ironic is the part when Squeaky and Gretchen smile at each other after the race. Before the race, they were still enemies, but after the race, their attitude towards each other changed. I thought that Gretchen will cry and jump on Squeaky and hit or bite her. Ok, I'm exaggerating it, but it's basically what i mean. She used imagery before Squeaky started the race. She was imagining herself in a dream, flying over beaches and stuff. The words she used was really descriptive, so it is imagery.

Brainstorming a Poem

- Short
- Grumpy
- Sensitive
- Small eyes
- Smart
- Mean mouth
- Ok looking
- Joker
- Uncreative
- Childish

He has black and short hair, dark skin, and small eyes. He's short for a boy.

Super noisy and likes to say mean things to me.

Can smell his shampoo in the car in the morning.

Spaghetti & Sashimi

Hitting each other all the time

- Cry
- Does HW
- Yell
- Fight
- Eat

Oh, you. My dear brother.
Always fighting with me,
always saying mean things to me
" Hey~ I'll tell you a secret
- you're SO fat!!"
"Hey~ you know?
you're SO ugly!!"
Oh god, how much I hated you before
when you were so mean to me
hitting me, yelling at me, and never talks to me
but now, although you still say mean things to me
you are being nicer to me.
When it's late at night,
you see me doing my homework,
and falling asleep in front of my table,
you go out and buy coffee for me even though you're going to sleep
you ask me if I wanted you to do my homework for me
or if I would let you bring it to school
so that his classmates could do it for me
You would teach me math when I am lost
and never complains when I don't get it
When I get all grumpy and ignores you
you leave and give me my space
Also, you always know what I want to eat when I'm hungry
spaghetti and sashimi
the two things that I fell in love with because of you

End Game

The results of this game wasn't really different from my thinking before actually. The only difference we made was the "doctor" part. Before we started to make the game, we wanted to have a doctor and a murderer, but when we were in the process of doing this, we figured that if there was a doctor and they were to heal the people, it would be impossible to hide them from the murderer, and so the murderer would try his or her best to kill the doctor. And also, we didn't have a murderer in the end because it also is impossible for them to kill without letting other people know, unless we make the rules like how Danny's group did. Instead of the doctor and the murderer, we changed to let people pick cards from the pile, and there were different cards that have advantages or disadvantages on each person. All the other parts were the same. The process was so hard, because we had to laminate the cards. In total, there were 52 cards, and because only Annie and I have the machine in our houses, so we divided the cards. Actually, not only the laminating part was hard, the whole thing about making the card was hard. Making the picture on the back of the card spent us a lot of time, and just cutting out the words, pictures, and shapes spent us a whole lot a time. And the real hard part was to laminate them. Both Annie and I failed many times before we succeeded, so we had to reprint our pictures many times because we don't have high technology like Eddy's group has. I am satisfied with what we've done, but if I could change one thing, I would change the time that it's due. There was too much work to be done, and so we had to stay up late at night.

Slang

I don't really know many slangs, and the ones that I can think of on top of my head are those that most people know, like rofl, lol, 88, ftw, fml, ttyl, brb... etc. These mostly are abbreviations of many words that can make it easier to type but everyone can understand the meanings too. Rofl=>Rolling on the floor laughing; lol=>laugh out loud; ftw=>For the win; fml=>F*ck my life; ttyl=>talk to you later, brb=> be right back. 88 is more of a Taiwanese one, because only people that can speak Chinese would be able to understand this one. In Chinese, 8 is pronounced as " ba ", and "ba" sounds really alike with bye, so when people say 88, or even 8, it means "bye". These are the ones I can think of right now, and because I don't really know many slangs, this blog entry is pretty difficult to me. This is all I can think of for now.

Fighting Words

People may think that fighting for words are ridiculous, and may be childish. To me, I think that it actually depends on what the person says, and whether they mean it or not. If that person is insulting me or someone that's close to me, I would be really angry, but if that person was just joking around and having fun, I wouldn't be mad. I would just probably roll my eyes at them. Although I think like this, I still sometimes get really angry at people if they don't stop joking around. I did get into fights when people say things about me or my friends. For example, today, Annie, Isabel and I kind of got into a fight with a teacher today, because she was saying things in a bad way. Today in math class, we had an in class quiz that had only two questions. Janet got full points, and the teacher said, "See? Even Janet Wu can get full points." To everyone in the class, it was really mean and Janet got angry too. After class, Annie, Isabel and I went to the teacher and asked why she had to say that. Even though she said that she said it because she wanted to encourage other students to work harder, but we didn't accept that explanation. In the end, it was the teacher that walked away first.

OOPS

As I have written in my previous blog entry, I used to be scared of a person in our school before, and I always walked away when I saw that person coming. He scared me because that person was always walking around the school, in a real slow pace, but when I walk to the other side of the school, I could see that person there too. It feels like even though that person was walking in a really slow, he's still everywhere. Btu in a really weird occasion, I got to know that person. And what's surprising is that now we're really good friends and because we have many similarities, for example, music, we can talk for a long time about it. We suggest each other to listen to different songs. But we don't only talk about music. We gossip a lot also. We tell each other about our own gossips and talk about what we think about some other people's rumors. Although it may sound childish, but it's something that person and I like to do. This is important to me because now I have another person that I can talk to when I feel sad. And also another person that I can talk to when I'm bored or sad.

Below the Surface

Only looking at the surface of things is what most of us do. Although we all know that people shouldn't be so shallow, but it's just the way that most of us do. I did have the feeling that I have been judged by others only from the surface before. For example, I know that I'm a little bit chubby, but it doesn't mean that I really eat a lot or really like to eat. It also doesn't mean that I'm not good at any sport. This might be a pretty bad example, but it's probably the only one I can think of right now. Even though this is not a very good example, but I still sometimes get a bit angry at these. I'm not pro at any kind of sport, but I do get unhappy when people just say that because you're fat, so you suck at sports. Although I dislike people making these judgements on me, but I still do it too. For example, I used to be really scared of a person because he's always walking really slow around the school all the time and seems to be a strange person. I didn't like him before, but now, after chatting with him, I'm really surprised to see how funny he actually can be.

Quiz or Circle

To me, I don't like any of these, but if I really have to choose which one I like the most, I would say that I like the group discussion one in class, which is the circle one better because every person only needs to do a small part, but is able to learn a lot by just simply listening to what other people in the group did, and may understand the book even better than if you just read it by yourself. I really dislike all the written quizzes no  matter if it's individual or in groups. Of course, if it's a group one, it might be better although it still would depend on the groupings you are in. If your partners are really responsible and read the book really well, then it's good, because you won't be the only one doing all the work. But if the person doesn't want to do anything and didn't read the book at all, it would be a pain in the butt. And, because of laziness, I really hate writing with a pen, so I'd rather go back to what we did in the beginning of the school year, when we could type our homework on the wiki page. It is a save of time and resources.

Your Game

In our English class, we read the Westing game and we have a project about making a board game. I have some ideas about it, but I think the hardest part is to make connections between the book and the board game. I've already thought a lot about it, and I think that the best kind of game would be like monopoly. There can be cards like the chances cards monopoly, but we could change the words and the use of those cards. We would buy or probably make some small figures that resembles the characters in the book, and players can choose who they want to be. On the board, there will be lots of traps, and everyone will have 10000 dollars at the beginning, which is the same as the people in the Westing Game had in the start. And if I had unlimited money and time, I would hope that the technology would be advanced enough to make what I wish can be made come true. I would want to make a game that doesn't need a board. All the people would need would be a flat platform and the machine. The machine will project pictures on the platform and people will be able to play the games without needing to bring the boards around  all the time.

Your Ending

I could barely think or breathe. The voice just kept becoming louder and louder. I couldn't stand the look of the policemen anymore. I leaped at one of the police and bit him real hard on his arm. He screamed and pounded my back. Comparing the pain of that with the pain of the sounds, it was nothing. I could taste the blood in my mouth now. I could see the other police trying to call for help, so I changed my target, and leaped on this police and pushed him down on the floor. I hit his head with the chair before he could get up. I looked at both of them bleeding and pleading me not to kill them. I laughed with satisfaction, and pulled out the gun I stole from the police's belt. Looking at two bleeding men on the floor, begging and crying for mercy made me laugh even harder. When I finally managed to stop my laughter, I pointed at the first police, and shot him. The other police screamed and fainted at that second. It was no fun to kill him without seeing his reactions. I sat on the floor, staring at him for one whole day until he woke up. Then, I gave him a warm smile and shot him. His reaction when he woke up and saw the gun was hilarious. HAhaha. I can't stop laughing by just thinking about his facial expression. And now, I discovered that the sound has gone away, and I felt calm again. See? I'm not mad, I'm just nervous. Everyone would do the same thing as I have done if they have been bothered by that sound.

Summary of Tell-Tale Heart

The narrator keeps saying that's he's not mad, but just nervous. He loved the old man, but because he was scared of his eye- pale blue eye with a film over it. The old man treated him very well, and never insulted him, but just because of the eye, the narrator decides to kill him. For 7 nights in row, the narrator went to him bedroom and spends one whole hour just sticking his head inside the door. He couldn't kill the old man at night because he was only scared of his eyes, but when the old man was asleep, his eyes were closed. The narrator wasn't able to kill the old man at those times. On the 8th night, he couldn't stand it anymore. When he went into the room, the accidentally chuckled, which startled the old man. Both of them stayed in the same position for a long time without moving a muscle. The narrator then opened the lantern and he then saw the eyes of the old man and got furious. He dragged the old man on the floor and threw the bed on him. After the old man died, the narrator cut the body into pieces and hid them under the floor. Then, policemen came knocking on the door. The narrator chatted with the policemen and the policemen didn't suspect him too. But then, he started to feel nervous and he heard his heart pounding. Louder and louder as he felt more nervous. The heartbeats made him feel nervous also. In the end, he admitted that he killed the old man because he couldn't stand the feeling.

Deception

I think that the author of "The Westing Game" wrote the book like that because he's using the technique, foreshadowing and he wants to try to make us be suspicious all the time to all people. The mood of the story becomes weird. Actually, not only the mood of the story, the whole story is weird when I saw the line, "There was no such person as XXX", but then the XXX kept talking in the book. It just seems so weird, and I couldn't get anything else afterwards because I just kept thinking about how it is possible for a person that doesn't exist to be talking all the time? In this book, there is so much uncertainty and it makes me feel two ways. Two really opposite ways. The first way is that I think it's good, because it makes me nervous and make me think. The second way is that I actually don't want to read it sometimes because I just don't get what the story is trying to say. I feel depressed and thinks that if I don't get it in the beginning already, how am I supposed to know what the book is trying to say in the end?

Narrator

In "The Tell-Tale Heart", the author shows that the narrator is not reliable by saying in the beginning that how much the main character says that he's not mad, just nervous. But to us readers, we all think that he's not only mad, but insane already. Who would spend one whole hour just sticking their head into a door? Who would want to murder a nice old man that treats them really nice, just because they have eyes that scares them? Who would do such things that are so weird? Only people that are weird will do things that are weird. The author purposely chose to create a narrator that isn't reliable because it's a part of the plot and it's a thing that the author wants us to think about throughout the story. In real life, you can see that a person isn't a reliable when you look at their facial expressions and how they are acting. For example, it would probably be obvious to see when a person is lying. Well, not for all people, but for a lot of people, they will start to act nervous, and they will be scared to look at your eyes, and will start to have some small but rapid actions going on.

Scary Stories

To me, I think that in order for me to consider a story to be a scary story, a murder must happen, and the author must be good at adding suspense and must have a good foundation of the language he or she is writing the story in because he or she should be good at describing scenes, feeling of characters, actions that characters are taking, and all other things that will happen in the story. In another kind of horror story, there should be ghosts or monsters that kill. The description of how, where, who, why, and what should be really detailed, so it can scare people more. I've read many Chinese novels that are scary, although a lot of them are really fake, and unrealistic, but so what? The author makes me feel like I'm in the book, and feels like the ghosts are around me, trying to get me too. Some movies that I've watched that I think are scary, are "My Soul To Take", "Orphan", and "Alone". "My Soul To Take" is a movie that is recently played in the theatre. Although the plot is kind of lame, but the actors and actresses acting skills are really good, that it made me really scared too. "Orphan" is scary to me too because of the acting skills and the way the director filmed it. The screams were terrifying. I haven't watched all of "Alone", because it's too scary for me.

Lunar New Year

In this new year break, I went to Singapore with my family. It was pretty fun, but it was too hot and a lot of the food was too spicy for me. There were two kids that were at the age of three that were so cute! They weren't in the same family, but they were so close with each other and kept holding hands. And because they were so small, they didn't walk fast, and because people were afraid that they would trip and fall, everyone walked around them, really slowly. So, we called them the prince and princess. One of the cutest things was that the girl keeps holding the boys hand first, and when the boy didn't want to hold her hand, she cried out loud. And when the boy heard the girl cry, he quickly grabbed her hand and held it. It was just so cute for kids in that age. Another thing that is very memorable to me is when we went to eat breakfast, I got some noodles, and when I wanted to add some sauce, I saw a sauce that was brown, I thought it was a kind of sauce I always use, so I added a lot inside. And I mean A lot as in REALLY A LOT. And when I started eating, I realized that it was super duper spicy. But because I was really hungry, I had to eat it all. I was sweating and my lips were all red and were hurting. It is one of the things that I really can't forget.

Prose or Poetry

It I had to read, I would choose to read a prose for sure. Poems are too harder to understand, and in some other ones that has easier word choices, the author stops a sentence in a weird place, and makes the sentence really confusing. As Mr. McCool said in class today, a prose is any writing that is not a poem. I would rather read ten essays or even more then that then to read and to understand a poem. At least I can understand what the essays are talking about when I just read them, if they aren't using really hard words, but when I read poems and I have no idea about what it is trying to imply, I get frustrated. I prefer fiction more because it would make me use my imagination. I can imagine anything in any kind of scene, and imagine what kinds of equipment the characters in the book use. Also, fact proses are really boring to me. A lot of them talk about things that we already know, so we feel sleepy when we read them. Also, fact proses don't use a lot of imagination, in fact, probably not even a bit of imagination is used when you are writing or reading a fact prose.

Film v Print

I think that the major difference between movies and books are that when you are reading a book, you will have to imagine the scenes, but if you are watching a movie, the scenes will be in front of you. So, when you are reading a book, you will use a lot of imagination, but when you are watching a movie, other people did the thinking for you already. A book can show what the person is thinking about, or some detailed actions that even if the movie has it, the audience may not notice. A movie can show us how the scenes and the characters look like. Most people now like to watch movies, including me too, but there are actually bad things about watching movies. First of all, it hurts our eyes, even though books do hurt eyes too, reading books won't be that "poisonous". Second of all, it lowers people's imagination. When people are reading books, they will have to imagine how the characters look like, what scenes there are...etc. But when people are watching a movie, the movie shows the people everything. Third of all, filming a movie is a big waste of money and resources. A movie can cost A LOT to film it. Why don't people just read books?
PS: I know it's kind of off topic, but I don't know what to write about.

Making a Choice

I would choose to kill three people instead of letting all of us die together. The first reason is that I could write more words if I make this blog about choosing three people. The second reason is that I actually do think that if i have to choose, I would really choose to kill three people. As I said in many of my previous blog posts, I am a person that is very selfish and as long as I'm happy, I won't care to sacrifice other people. The reason that I choose these three people are because we don't really talk that much in school. It's not because I don't like them. So, the three people I would choose would be Jenny, Alyssa, and Angela. I'm not being mean to them, it's just because we don't really talk to each other even when we have the same classes. I didn't choose the people that say mean things about me, like Jasper, Eddy, Isabel, or Jonah, because the things that they say sometimes even make me laugh because they're just so funny sometimes. Also, I know all the other people very well and I am closer to them, so if I get stuck in a room, we can all have fun together and wait till someone comes and saves us.

My Stuff

If I was stuck in a room like Anne Frank and her family, the five things I would want to bring with me would be Annie Huang, my computer, books, my itouch and some paper. First of all, I would want to bring Annie with me, because she's my best friend, and we can chat all day long without getting bored. So, when I get bored, we can play and have fun. Second of all, I would bring my computer. I know that even if when I go on facebook or Yahoo Messenger, there won't be anyone online to chat with me, but I can do other things on my computer. There are many applications that can make me spend my whole day playing around with. Thirdly, I would bring some books to read. Although I don't read all the time, but when I start reading a good book, I won't be able to stop. The books that I would bring would mostly be comic books and Chinese novels. Those are the kinds of books that I prefer to read. Fourth of all, I would bring my itouch. The games are very entertaining and I can spend my whole day on it. Lastly, I would bring some paper so that when I feel bored and feels sick about the games, I could draw or fold the papers.

Who Do You Want To Be

It doesn't really matter to me about who I would be in this play. But if I really have to choose, I would start from choosing the people that don't need to act as much as the others. It doesn't matter if I will have to read a lot, it's just that I hate acting. I would rather read the whole play out loud, then to act it out. My first choice would be the narrator because the narrator doesn't need to act. All the narrator has to do is to read out the parts, and won't be really that involved in the play, and I won't feel that embarrassed, since I'm a shy person and I get afraid when I have to act in front of people or in front of a camera. I will forget what to say when I'm acting, and forget what to do when I'm speaking. So, my second choice would be to be Anne Frank. She mostly is acting instead of speaking. The longest part that she was speaking was in the beginning when her voice was reading out the diary she wrote. But at that part, she doesn't need to act also. She only needs to read. Then, in the rest of the parts in the play, she doesn't really talk, so this would be my second choice.

Teens

I think that Anne Frank is a very mature girl for her age and can adjust to the changes easily. Also, she's very smart, and overall, she's a good kid. She's mature because when she knows that she can't leave the room at all, she didn't act immaturely to run out of the room to do whatever she wants. A lot of teenagers now don't listen to what their parents say, and purposely do thing that their parents told them not to. They just do things that they want to, and don't think about the consequences. She can adjust to the changes in her life easily, and didn't cause any trouble. A lot of the teens these days can't adapt to new environments, especially if it's such a big difference. Teens now like to chat with friends always, and play games, and make noises. But Anne has to keep quiet all day, even at night, she was kept inside the room, and she couldn't contact her friends, not even her best friend. If it was me, I would probably commit suicide. Life like that is too painful for me. So, she is an optimistic person, and can live her life happily until the Nazis killed her.

Trapped!

I can't imagine my life being trapped in a few small rooms with my family with no electronic games, no cell phones, and no internet. To me, without those electronic devices, life is just totally boring. I wouldn't know what to do to kill time. Nowadays, when I get bored, I just go on facebook, or start to chat with people online. I would probably just sleep as much as I can everyday, and just walk around, sing in a low volume, doodle, or just sit there. The good things are that there isn't school, which means there's no school work to do, you won't need to hear annoying teachers yelling all the time, and you don't need to wake up so early in the morning to go to school. The bad things are that the life will be SO boring that a person could possibly die because of boredom. Even if a person has a lot of imagination, it still isn't possible to be in his/her tiny world everyday. Actually, I am a person who can't stand boredom. If I was in Anne's situation, I would probably just commit suicide. I would not want to get caught by the Nazis, but I do not want to waste my life doing nothing in rooms.

Why?

The Nazis and Hitler felt that they need to eliminate many different types of people because they were afraid that the people would overthrow them by having different kinds of people that were good at different things and would gather together and rebel. Another possible reason that they felt that they needed to eliminate different kinds of people just for fun. They are "famous" for being cruel and doing things that normal people wouldn't think about doing. Things that they do are unpredictable, so they might just kill the different people so that they could see different reactions from them. I think that having fewer different people or more different people doesn't really matter to me. But if I really had to choose, I think that having more different kinds of people will be better. Not matter if there are many or less kinds of people, humans just have conflicts all the time. If there are less different people, they might all like the same things, and fight over things, but when there are many different kinds of people, they might not like each other when they find out that one doesn't agree with what one another says or likes. The diversity of people doesn't make any difference. But having more different people will make life more fun and exciting and vice versa.

Luck?

I think the statement Brian made "His survival is dependent on luck more than anything else is." is actually true, and I agree with it. Even if he has all the tools he needs, he may not be able to live for so long. For example, if he was not lucky, he would've already died in the plane crash, and went down with the pilot and the plane together. Also, if he was not lucky, the bear he met could've killed him instead of picking the berries. Although luck is a very important part of letting Brian being able to live in the wilderness, his past experiences was also very important. If he didn't know how to make fire, he's probably already dead a long time ago, instead of living for such a long time. The knowledge of making fire is very important, and because Brian had it, he was able to make the fire, although he didn't succeed at his first try, but he still eventually succeeded. Also, he did develop new knowledge. Everyone would if they would have to live in the wilderness by themselves. For example, he learned not to be so careless. Also, before, when my mom was scolding at me, I got lucky how there was a patient that had to see her at that time, so I could sneak out of her clinic, and come back home. It was pretty embarrassing to let other people see me get scolded. So, to me, it's a difficult situation.

My Winter Holiday

In this holiday, I didn't really go anywhere, but because my birthday was in the break, so my mom let me have a birthday party. In the afternoon, we went singing in the "Holiday KTV" for four hours. It was hilarious. We all made jokes about each other, and sang, and ate, and had a lot of fun. After the four hours, some of the people who went came to my house. We ate hot pot and watched a scary movie. It was awesome, and I kept screaming because things just kept popping out of nowhere. My mom got shocked also when I screamed. She used her hands to cover up my mouth too. Although it was a scary movie, we still kept laughing. Another more memorable thing that happened in the break happened at the New Years Eve. My family, my brother's friends and I went up to Taipei. My brother and his friends went to listen to the concerts and stuff, but I stayed at home. No one was really online, so I couldn't chat with them. I got so bored, I wanted to cry. So, I kept chatting with the same people which got kind of boring in the end. The worst things were that I couldn't sleep at night. My brother and his friends kept playing "Mahjongg"for a long time, and I don't know what happened to my dad. He probably had a nightmare, because he kept screaming "HUH HUH HUH AHHHH!!!". Another thing that bothered me was my allergies. I guess that the blankets had some dust on it, because I kept sneezing all night long. It was probably one of my worst nights ever.