I think that religion all comes down to one thing: they want to know how every was formed such as people, the earth, the sky, and the everything else too. The reason that they seek this answer is because they want to know, since they can't come up with a scientific explanation for these things, they are forced to come up with mythological prof. Since groups of people make different explanations, they are bound to come to a disagreement when the interact with each other. I think that if everyone just accepts the truth that we can't find out what the answer to everthings is, then we won't have these religious disputes.

I'm gonna sponsor a kid from a country in turmoil. I've seen those annoying commercials over and over again, but after I though about everyone being equal, I think that if I actually do something to help, because after all, actions speak louder then words right? I think that the whole point in life is to enjoy it, and the best way to do that is giving to others. I believe that if we can give to others then its better then just having everything to yourself. Of course I'm not say that you shouldn't enjoy the things that you have, but I'm just saying that we need a balance of both of them. Also, I'll be able learn more about the people in other countries and how they live there.
I think that education is the key for a country to get out of bad financial circumstances. Because children are the key to the future and the key to a prosperous country is education, if we educate the children then we will have the perfect combination of the two 'keys'.
Also I think that this may have a domino effect, so if I do this then some family friends might also consider doing the same thing.

The movie 2012 came out quite recently and I have yet to watch it, but I already think that this movies might not be one that I should go see at a theater, because all the movies that talk about world wide catastrophes are very predictable. I watched a movie review for 2012 and it said that the acting was horrible, but the special effects of destruction made up for what they lacked. They also said that the reason why the some people say that the movie is good is because it's very stimulating and the big explosions etc leave the people wondering. Also, I think that the reason why some people like it is because they get an adrenaline rush from the movie, because it's 'supposed' to be true, but I'm going to wake up on Dec 12, 2012 and say 'Bring it!'

Today, the bus I was taking came very late so I got home way too late.
Two Questions: 1. Why did the bus come late.
2. How can I avoid it next time.

1. I think the bus might have come late because the driver came late to work, or some accident might have happened along the road. Also I think that the bus driver could have been new and wasn't very familiar with the route.

2. Next time, I think that I can avoid these things by planning all the alternate routes that I can take in case something like this happens. I can also see if my friend conveniently can carpool me, but that's unlikely because I live in UBC. I think that the best option would be the alternate routes one...

I really dislike it when you are in a group project and then someone always seems to not be able to complete the homework on time. For example, Jacob just gave me the essential information for our English project today and it's due tomorrow... I'm going to have to rush it!

Oh, well first thing I have a question to ask you: How many hours of computer time should synergy student's be using each day? Because my eyes are getting sore really easily.
Well, during the day, I continued to ponder upon the question is planted into my mind yesterday. Everyone is born the same, it`s not like from birth we can tell is one person is smarter then the other, they are all born with the same physical abilities, etc. So I think that everyone should be equal when they are born, though I know that it`s not possible to make the rich people poorer just to have an financial equality, but we can make the poor people richer. Also the other big problem is that some children are born into different parents, countries, neighborhoods, etc. so that will also need change.
First off, the government can just randomly give money to other people to make them richer, but instead, they should set up clinics that can help the people learn how to become richer. Also the government should find a way to use their money more effectively so that they won`t need to enforce so many high taxes.
Then comes that harder problems that we need to face. Some people in places such as the poorer countries in Africa are under constant civil unrest or extreme poverty. In every person`s mind they will always have the though that they could die any day, may it be this year, this month, this week, this day, or even now. So I think that International Organizations such as the UN or NATO should create more ways to help the people that have unfair conditions that aren`t brought upon by themselves. I think that they should force the opposing countries to make a peace treaty. If some children`s families are unfair such as child abuse, I think that it must be the government`s duty to get rid of these offenders.

When people are born, not everyone is equal, but that is not fair. Some children are born to families that are so rich, they would die trying to spend all their money. Then there are the children that are poor and are born in countries in constant political turmoil and have the possibility of getting killed each day. I hope that we can create a way for everyone to become more and more equal to each other from the very second they are born. First off, the world needs to equalize the countries that are in need. We need to help the poor countries like the ones in Africa, then after that comes the small political boundaries like states or provinces, then comes the cities, then comes the families. It just wouldn't be fair if one child was born to a normal family and one was born into Bill Gate's family. So I guess, if we take their wealth, it would be unfair since they were the ones who worked hard for the money. So I think it should be righteous for Bill Gates to have his money, but not his children. Then that would defeat the whole point of having the money, if they can't use it for their own family. So I think it must be impossible for the world to be completely equal, but at least we should make more of an effort then we are currently to make the world more of an equal place.

Every since I was a little boy, I've lived beside the beach. It was a nice breezy place to live, but the best part was that I always had dolphins that would play by my side. I practically grew up with those creatures and every morning I would be able to swim with them like how people in the city take a jog in the morning.


The air was chilly as I walked out from my house and walked down to the ocean and took in a breath of the salty wind. I started to take off all my extra clothes and with each layer the wind nibbled on my skin a little harder until it felt like a bite. I got into my swim suit and I dove into the water. It was a much warmer in the water then in the air. I waited for the dolphins in come and they we played until the sun came up.

Um... I didn't know that we had to do family reflections on our blog so I wrote it on some paper, but I'm going type it up now. Sorry it's going to be a lot of reading for you.


Lesson 1
If someone were to describe you family character, what would he or she say? What character qualities are high on your family list?

If someone where to describe my family character, they would say we are a nice family that cares for their child and their child is smart and kind. But every time that our family does something with other families it's like putting on a show or and act to make ourselves look good, but in reality, our family is like a fireworks show. We constantly explode!
The character qualities that are high on our family list are respect to each other and having everyone do their 'duty' as part of the family. My parents don't respect me at all because they yell at me for 90% of the time that I'm with them. Also the duties of our family is that the adults work, and the child does his homework, BUT all my dad does other then work is read the news on the computer and my mom just watches movies on the computer so they always have arguments over that. THEN whenever I am resting or stretching for a while they yell at me because they say I'm not doing work.

Lesson 2
What are you family goals? Is there anything you would like to accomplish together?

Our family goals are buying a house(mum and dad), getting a Mercedes Benz convertible(dad), and getting a grand piano(me). Those are our goals and from what you can see, there isn't anything that we want to do together.

Lesson 3
Principles are timeless and lead to success. What principles does you family live by?

Our family lives by the principle of good attitude, but we don't do it half the time. We all try to be nice you each other, but it really doesn't show because yelling at each other doesn't feel like maintaining a good attitude, but we do it anyways.

Lesson 4
Your Point of View: Talk about a family situation in which someone had a limited POV, and discuss what led to the POV shift.

There was once when we had an argument over something I can't remember, and he had the POV of a adult and I had the POV of a teenager, but none of those arguments ever got resolved.

Lesson 5
What are you EBA's like with your family members? Healthy? Bankrupt? What small acts of kindness can you do to start making some deposits for each other?

I think that the EBA with my family is pretty much bankrupt since my father hasn't been very nice to my mother since they were married, he hasn't been nice to me. And everything is vice versa so I don't think we've made any good deposits because everything nice that we have done together has been very scarce and also the things that we do are very small and never last over a day. Sometimes I try ot make myself very nice and self directed but sooner or later there is an argument that ends my good mood. So I think I will try that tecnique again, but try to resist the temptation to get angry again.

Lesson 6
At home, when is your family highly reactive? How can you help each other be more proactive?

Whenever we both want something, but there is only one, or when we want to change something in different ways but there is only one thing to change. So basically every single time we disagree with each other we end up being highly reactive.
I will try to make the people who are having an argument not to just look at the problem in their own POV, but instead look at the problem in a completely unbiased and logical POV.

Lesson 7
Listen this week as a family, and catch each other using reactive language. Be proactive! Talk the talk of someone with self-control.

....okay! =D

Lesson 8
Take initiative. Make "what can I do about this?" your question of the month. Get you family into "influence and initiative" mode.

uh...okay! =D

Lesson 9
Decide on a family code word or phrase to remind each other to count to 10 before sinking into a "reactive rant zone." Post your Press Pause phrase on you fridge.

um...okay! =D oh... didn't work! D=

Lesson 10
Discuss your family's future; what does it hold for you? Are you going to have the relationships that you want with each other? As a family, are you making things happen, or are you on autopilot.

Well, in our family's future plans, my future is bascially studying until university and then I can do whatever I want. So since it's all been planned out by my parents, I'm fored to be on autopilot.

I wish I can have photographic memory. Wouldn't it be so convenient if you could just look at something then be able to remember it? Imagine skimming the text book in one day and then know the whole thing the next day. School would be so easy. For piano you could look at a music score just one time and then you would be able to memorize the song. If we expand that further, imagine what would happen if you had video-graphic memory? wouldn't that mean that you could remember a whole series of events, so instead of remembering what the textbook looked like you would be able to remember the words when you read it line by line. For piano, you could go to a concert and remember exactly how the person played it. It would definitely be a dream come true!

They say to end a chain of hatred someone in that chain must be the one that needs to bear the hatred. That person will be a breaker of the chain of hatred, but how do they bear it? I just don't seem to understand. 'sigh' \
I guess that if there is a chain it must be a really durable one because there aren't many stories of people 'bearing' the hatred and still kept on living normal lives. You see, for every bad thing that someone does to you, you always have that urge to fight back for revenge. There are also the times where you accidentally harm innocents that managed to be in the wrong place and time. Then the innocent people try to take vengeance and there goes the spiral that is ever expanding.

Yesterday I got a really bad case of fever and my mom called 811 or 881, anyways they said that I might have H1N1. That's why I didn't do my blog and why I didn't come to school today. I'm feeling better today, but I still have a headache and I'm still very tired so I'm not in the right condition to go swimming or anything.
Dead serious, I though for an hour before I fell asleep I was going to die in my sleep. HAHA, what a fool I was.

MR. Olson.... I lost my binder... what do I do, because my go book is in it and I check the lost and found everyday and also the office. I'm sorry. :'(

I think that in this world, 10% of what happens is things that you can't change, but 90% of what happens is how you react to that other 10%. I think that you reaction all depends on you attitude. If you are a good attitude good things will obviously happen to how you react, but if your attitude is bad, you might do something that you will regret doing later. That's why I think attitude is more important then anything in you life, more important than money, property, or cars. I really wish that I could be happy everyday, but sometimes that 10% of things won't let that happen, so I will try to happier everyday!

People say that in this world, there is every kind of person you can think of and imagine. Some people will do really bad things such as robbery, murder, etc. and then there are people who go beyond normal to go good things like donate millions and millions to a charity. The question is why do people do these things?
I’m guessing that the people who do bad things are either insane or in great financial need. Robbery is obvious for financial need, murdering could be for a hit man, but random attacks are just for the mentally deranged.
As for the good people, I think they do these things because it makes them feel better that they are contributing to the world in a positive way, but I think that millions and millions is still a little too much, unless you are Bill Gates.

Why are there some people who just seem to be able to manage their time so well?
Why are there some people who just seem to have a time management handicap?
I really hope that I will someday learn how to manage my time properly so that I can get my work done faster.

Yesterday, I lost my binder. It had everything in it, day one, day two. It also had my agenda, calculator, go book, pencil case, and all my homework. Not to mention, I didn't have a calculator to use during my math test, so naturally, I FAILED! I really don't understand why someone would want to steal my binder, unless they wanted me to get a bad grade or because they wanted to copy my homework. I really wonder why some people look for alternative ways to become better then someone if they can just get better by working harder instead of doing bad things to someone else. I WISH KARMA WAS TRUE... But then I'd probably get a load of bad stuff done to me. :)

People have their regrets and I have mine. Everyday we search for a way to undo the things that we regretted, but that is impossible, like trying to swim while you are in space. On this long path that we named life, there are too many crossroads and forks to chose from. There is always a problem though, you can never go back, it's like the path behind you closes up so that you cannot undo what has already been done. I too have regrets.

There once was a poor fisherman and he who was at sea one day when he found a particularly heavy catch. He wondered what riches that this big fish might bring, so he used all his might to pull up his fishing line. He pulled and pulled with all the might he could muster with a stomach that was a chasm of emptiness. I finally pulled up his catch, but it turned out not to be a fish, a whale, or a squid, but rather a curious looking box that had a huge metal clasp that locked the box, but compared the box itself, it seemed more like a speck of dust. The fisherman wondered in vain what this mysterious box could contain, but it was so heavy he could not sit near to it to prevent the boat from tipping over. He had moved all his tools and provisions to one side of the boat and moved the box to the other side. He hurried home so that he could final find out what this box had stored inside it.
Once the fisherman got to the shore, he dragged the box home while people all pointed and ogled at his interesting box. The fisherman reached his little wooden house and he bolted the door, closed the shutters on the windows. Then he lit some candles and wiped off the debris that covered the box. Now that he was able to get a close look, he found that there were ornate carvings into the wood on the box. He tried to open the metal lock and with greater ease then he expected since it was rusted from the water. Inside he found a horde of treasure.

The next day, he asked his friend how he should use his money. They told him that he should spend it all so that there would not be any left over for people to steal. They also told him to buy a better house, boat, clothes, and hire people to help him fish so that he can start his own port. His friends meant very well and did not have the slightest though of harming him at all. He took their advice into great consideration. Once he bought all of those things, he still had a little bit more of his treasure left over so he just managed to build his own little port.

Soon he started to ignore his friends more and more because they were not on the same social status and he gained more rich friends. They gave him a lot of advice about how to become more and more prosperous and helped him all the way. One day he went to his prosperous port and he found that everything was gone. He immediately went to the meeting and he found that one of his rich friends stole everything he had so he hurried home and found that it had been sold. He cried so deeply and asked for the help of his original friends but they gave him no heed since he abandoned them to begin with. When you follow the advice from mouths that are false, you lost what you really treasure.

Random Remembrance Day Speech

Every year we commemorate this special day, but what is it really? Is a just a way to tell veterans that we care or is it something more? To me, this day is the most remarkable day in all of the year. Not only do we remember the soldiers that risked their lives to bring us peace and freedom, but we also take this time to be more appreciative of what we have already. The values that we have right now would not be here if the soldiers back then didn't fight for them. Freedom, family, and choice of government would not exist if those brave men didn't fall on the muddy field, dirty trenches, and at the bottom of huge cliffs. This is what we should really be grateful for, not the things that are bought by money, but rather the things we needed to buy by lives. We payed a great price for what we have today and now is the time to commemorate that.

Huh, interesting. Twenty long year ago from today, marked historic event of the Fall of the Berlin Wall. This event was a day when the entire earth stood still. The whole world was watching in wonder as the people of Germany protested against the horrible communist regime. This wall was the mark of hundreds of people killed and thousands more that were being oppressed by the communist East Germany. I hope that other countries that are being oppressed by unsuccessful communism are able to wiggle free of the evil grasps of their government.

The snow was billowing down from the sky like a swan had just shed it's feathers. Soon the downy white fluff covered the ground and the world seemed so different that it was before, almost like someone had covered my meadow with a huge tablecloth. I was peered out from my window like a mole that has just dug out of the ground and I could see everything, but I noticed something that didn't seem like it changed out at all.
It was my cherry tree.
My cherry tree was always blooming with it's light-pink blossoms and it never gave up it's flowers, like a child who would never let go of his teddy bear. Then I saw her, there she sat in my meadow wearing a short trench coat and a light brown scarf. She was reading a book as she sat there leaning against my tree while the the blossoms flew by.
I hurriedly pulled on some clothes: a pair a jeans, a t-shirt, some socks, a pair of black leather shoes, and a black coat. I walked out into my the meadow behind my house while tip-toeing all the way so that my parents couldn't see me. I casually walked up to her and acted like I didn't notice her until I got within two meter or her, then I asked "Oh, hello... um, why are in my meadow?"
She looked up from her book and she smiled then said in a friendly tone "Oh, sorry, I didn't know that this was your meadow." "I'm Amanda* and I'm your next door neighbor... in case you haven't noticed."


And that's how I met my best childhood friend.

Since I missed one from yesterday, I'll do an extra one right now to take responsibility of my mistakes.

Today I cleared up all of the junk that was on top of my piano, it's sounds a lot better and now, I'm more determined to keep it clean. Many people are forced to learn musical instruments and they never learn how to enjoy the music. Me, I'm one of the luckier ones that seemed to have found a way to connect with music and give feeling into what we do. To me the piano is almost part of myself, ironically I'm not a very good pianists, but I still love the way my fingers fly across the keyboard.
Even though I enjoy the piano, it wasn't always like that, before, when I just started learning piano, like most children I was forced to learn. Everyday my parents would push me to practice the boring scales, annoying Hannon exercises, pieces that sounded horrible, but now, I can see that it's all paid off because I'm so happy that I have this amazing skill to create wonderful with my fingers.
I still remember that day when I got inspired to play piano well. I was walking down an alleyway on the way back from school when I noticed a girl that was a little bit taller them me was riding a bicycle towards me. When she got a little big closer, I noticed that while she was riding, she was also reading a sheet of music while whistling a familiar tune. She had a backpack slung over one shoulder and she wore a scarf that was the color or roses. Since she was so engrossed in the music score, she didn't notice that there was a steep slope that she was just about to approach. Right when I was about to call out and warn her, she already started down. After a few seconds she finally noticed that she was in some big trouble, so she tried to steady her bicycle, but in the end, she still lost her balance and fell over. I immediately sprinted over to see if she was okay and to help her up.
When I got to her I could see that she had an abrasion on the left arm, but everything else was okay. "Are you alright" I asked trying to sound a caring as possible. "Oh, I'm alright, thanks." She said while scratching the side of her head nervously. After a few seconds of an awkward pause, we bother started to pick up the music sheets that were flying around in the wind. While I was looking for the papers I took some notice of the girl. She looked like she was and asian girl around grade 8 and had long flowing brown hair that went down to her waist... yes I admit, the first time I saw her, she was pretty good standards in terms of beauty. I looked at the music and I recognized it, it was Waltz in C# Minor opus 64 number 2.
Once we picked up all the papers, she thanked me. "Your welcome, but where did you get these music scores?" I said while pointing at the title of the music. "Oh, uh, just some simple illegal downloading." she said causally while trying to hide a grin. "And I see that your fingers are so long, you must play piano too... right?" she asked shyly. "Oh, yeah, but I'm not very good though." I replied quite embarrassed and I secretly pinched myself to refrain from blushing. "Tsk, Tsk, you should really work harder you know." she said while patting me on the head like a child even though she wasn't that much taller then me and I wasn't that much younger then her. "Here, I'll give you this book of sheet music so that you will work harder because you were so kind to me."
She smiled, gave me a wink, then left. Ever since that day, I have been trying to learn the whole book, but I still haven't finnished the first Etude yet, but I knew that there was something about that girl that made me want to try harder, it made me want to become good at piano. Now that I think of it, I still don't know her name, school, or any other information about her. maybe it was her kindness to a stranger that made me work harder, but all that I really know is that I should try harder, so that's what I'll do.

sorry I didn't do it last time...

I don't get why people are scared of friday the 13th. Just because the numbers match doesn't mean something bad is going to happen. eg. if I was playing a game of badminton, just because the score is 7/11 doesn't mean that a bottle of slurpe will just randomly fall from the ceiling for me. and all of theoes myths of people bleeding only on friday the 13th are just gobbledygook because there is no scientific proof that god, lived, died, or even existed. All that god has done to help the people is from the sense that to people are doing good things to please god, not that he really exsits, but because of the people's belif they exist they relate all good thing to god.

How come my parents won't let me go to places with my friends? is it because they think it is a waste of time, or is it because they don't like my friends, but anyhow, I still think that they go a little too far in terms of restricting me and my friends hanging out together. i really hope that my parents can one day understand that I'm not the type of kid that stays at home doing work everyday.

BTW I DIDN'T DO MY POST YESTERDAY BECAUSE THE INTERNET CONNECTION FAILED ON ME AGAIN. PLZ LET ME BE FORGIVEN.

I've got too many tests. I hate tests, did I ever tell you that? They are just things that try to make you work hard, but end up giving you more stress and you might not do well as you wanted to. I hate French and English. I hate, I hate, I hate... oh that's being reactive, a proactive response would be to manage my time more efficiently and then I would finish my homework faster. Oh, did I tell you that me and my friends might take me to get my hair permanently straightened? That will save me so much work because if I don't do my hair in the morning my hair will curl into circles. Not good! :(

There has been a lot of dispute over whether someone should know one thing about everything or everything about one thing. My view on that is that I would rather know everything about one thing.
For example, if someone where to know everything about one thing, such as a balloon. They would know where the rubber came from, what type of rubber it was. If the know everything then they would also know everything about the rubber trees and that goes on into soil, atmosphere, the sun, photosynthesis... etc. Also, if you were to know the absolute everything about one thing, you should know the things that scientists haven't even discovered yet, so they would consider you a genius, and since one thing stretches out to all the other things, you would end up know everything about a few things rather then just one.
When you know one thing about everything, you simply don't know as much as the other option.

I stood on the roof of the skyscraper and I looked at the beautiful city below me. I could see the cars like tiny ants carrying fireflies on their backs scurrying about. I could see all the other towers that light up the city and the street lamps that line the road. Then I close my eyes slowly and I could feel the cool breeze of the nigh air rush by me and hear the laughter of the late parties. I could hear the sound of the cars that drove by and I could almost taste the sweet wine that the people at the old parties just opened.
It was a wonderful night in the city.

Alright, whoever is reading this, go into a room with no windows and close all the lights.


I walked down the crooked alley while keeping my head down. I walked as fast I could while holding a dagger in my hands just in case I get into some trouble. In front of me I saw a door, it was not attached to a wall or anything, it was just a door on it's frame. The frame was curiously carved with figures entwined in the wood, but they were dark figures with faces that looked like they were expressing a great deal of pain. the knob on the door was black, but the door itself was white. I looked at the door from the side and all that I could see was a column of brown wood. I cautiously opened the door and stepped inside.
It was pitch black.
I looked back to see the dark alley that I came from and then I looked into the strange darkness. Something was pulling me through the frames of that door like a person that was beckoning me to move faster ahead. I stepped into the darkness but I was careful not to close the door behind me. I swiveled my head to look at my surroundings, but there was nothing to see. I lost my interest and I was just about to go back through the door, but when I looked back, the door was gone. It was replaced by darkness.
Out of nowhere, I heard a voice, "Walk forwards two steps." The voice hissed it's S's, but did not at all sound like a snake. I tried to find where it was coming from, but when I heard it, it seemed to be coming from every direction.
I stepped forwards two steps.
"Sit down." the voice said.
I sat down.
"My name is Darkness."
"You have entered me."
"I must eliminate you."
Now I looked back in a panic and I could see a door. As I looked closely, I saw that it was the one that I came through. Slowly the door creaked open and in stepped a hooded figure wearing a long cloak.
It was carrying a machine that looked like a electric screw driver, but it had meat cleavers attached to it.
The figure walked up to me so I stood up in a panic.
I could not stand up.
With each step it walked Closer
and Closer
And Closer
And closer
And closer.
Then it pulled a chain on it's machine. It started slowly at first, but slowly the machine started to spin so that the meat cleavers were like a chainsaw. It moved closer and when it got right up to me, it said in the same voice, "I am Darkness."
It pulled off it's hood and you could see a face. This face was bald, but it looked like he had his mouth, nose, ears and chin cut off so that it still had blood dripping down his neck. His eyes were just indents in his face that looked like someone had plucked them out with a spoon.
Then he said
"You are now ELIMINATED"
and drove the meat cleavers into me.

Now every time you enter a dark room, you must watch out of Darkness or else he'll get you with his meat cleavers.