Sunday, February 28, 2010

Sick Doom

"Friendship is born at that moment when one person said to another,
"What? You too? Thought I was the only one."

--- C.S Lewis


Don't you hate when you get sick? I have a head cold and I am hating it. On Wensday (a.k.a tomorrow) I have a Geography excursion to a sporting oval, a garabage tip and to a dam. It's about waste management and I am going to hate it. I have to write notes about it and write like an essay about waste management. I don't need notes, waste management is the boringest part of Geography, EVER. I could do this in my sleep, I am repeating all the stuff that I already knew about in my other class, which you could say it's a good thing that I am a bit ahead in this class. Well, if you know as a Geography student in Australia in High School, it is not very fun, especially learning about rubbish for the gazillionth time in your schooling. I did that in year five but there is not much more about rubbish than the year five level. Yes, we do need to recycle and reduce our rubbish but that's not rocket science.

I am going to upload another video on my personalle channel and tonight make and upload another video on DAKtelevision. I was thinking of:
  1. China with the whole Tibet & Hong Kong ownage
  2. Another Book reivew
  3. Some other type of review
  4. Homosexual marriage (approve)

The thing was #1, will get a massive argument over it. I know some but not all Chinese are strong about having Tibet & Hong Kong as apart of their country while others might not have an opinon or might think that China is too "greedy" and should make Tibet & Hong Kong their own country, not under China's rule. I know the fact that one of the exchange students from China (I am not going to say her name) thinks that China is superior than the USA and that they are trying to say that China should not have Tibet as part of their country and saying that Obama is being weak. Luckily one of my friend's brother said that she shouldn't of said it because people have very strong views about what her country does to people. Not saying that she should have an opinion, just it's a sensitive topic.

I guess after it all it'll come down into a review of something. All because I really don't want to have a humongous debate on my opinion on whether it is right or wrong because my opinion does not speak the "right" or "wrong" way of the problem. It's just one out of bazillions of ideas on the problem, that is all really.

Signing out

DoomAngelKitty

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Blah, Blah, Blah

The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference.
The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference.
The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference.
And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference

--Elie Wiesel


On Wensday this week, during Assembly, the year tweleve boys were going to do their musical item. One of the guys goes up to the microphone and said on the lines of, "Okay, we are doing 4 minutes and 33 seconds". If you know the song, it's just pure silence instead of music playing as pure usual. So the year 12s boys just stood by their instruments and just stood their. Everyone laughed so much because it is just irregular compare to our usual stuff that happens in the musical part of our assembly.

Sorry for the short post. I can't really think of anything else.

Signing off
DoomAngelKitty

Saturday, February 13, 2010

English Writing #4

Rain


The rain was wet on my face. I had to walk in the cold, icy, wet rain to the bus shelter from class. It was miserable like my Geography lessons I had in previous days. The grass was turned into an Olympic size swimming pool. The bus shelter turned into a lake (quite literaly). I was bound to be a wet private school student with the smell of wet dog.

The bus, apart from the extra 30 minutes wait was an extra 20 minutes late. So all that time on Facebook after getting home from the bus, wasted by waiting for the bus, because of the stupid wet, cold, icy rain. Why can't rain just go away, out of my sight? But then again, I hate the stinky, hot, dry weather I get un the summer.

I dried off on the bus. I couldn't believe I was out of the wet and cold rain. The windows were fogged, like from the characters do in the books I read. Why was it so gloomy? Why was the rain make all hapiness disappear? It was reminding me about my soul and how there was no happiness in there left.

Survey (unoriginality here)

WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST FEAR?
Loosing someone that I love (I did loose three people in the course of three years) and being alone in the world.

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE WAY OF SPENDING TIME?
Listening to music, procrastinating on Facebook when I have homework, writing stories/songs, and just drawing.

WHICH LIVING PERSON DO YOU MOST ADMIRE?
Gosh... This is a hard one. I guess one of my friends who I write to named Josee who lives in Canada. One letter she wrote to me, just made me feel so sad, that I wish I could give her a long hug. She is the most admirable person I met.

WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE FICTIONAL HERO?
Harry Potter, Luna Lovegood & Bellatrix Lestrange.

WHO ARE YOUR REAL-LIFE HEROES?
J.K Rowling, my friends, my teachers and my dad.

WHAT IS YOUR MOST TREASURED POSSESSION?
Letters, things that I own now and when I was younger (it remindes me of memories), my house that I am going to leve this year (I lived here sincce I was nine months old and it helds special significants cause it's the only house that I do remember).

WHEN AND WHERE WERE YOU HAPPIEST?
30th/31st January 2007 - First day of year 7, going with my dad in his car for my first day of High School.

WHAT IS YOUR MOST OBVIOUS CHARACTERISTIC?
Spontaneous and loud.

WHAT IS THE TRAIT YOU MOST DEPLORE IN OTHERS?
Ignorence, hatred, racist, unkind.

WHAT DO YOU MOST DISLIKE ABOUT YOUR APPEARANCE?
I don't like to say it, but everything except my hair and eyes.

WHAT DO YOU CONSIDER YOUR GREATEST ACHIEVEMENT?
So far, I guess getting one of the semi-main parts in Wind In The Willows play 2009, getting into the A team in Hockey and getting my highest exam result ever, 77% in Religion.

WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE?
In my house in Australia. Otherwise, Tokyo, Japan.

WHAT IS IT YOU MOST DISLIKE?
That it's okay to be wrong.

WHAT DO YOU VALUE MOST IN YOUR FRIENDS?
That they are here for me no matter what.

HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO DIE?
Just natural causes, if it has to be an extreme case, car crash.

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO (WORDS YOU LIVE BY OR THAT MEAN A LOT TO YOU)?
Be optermistic, the people you hate will die eventually.

WHO HAS BEEN THE GREATEST INFLUENCE ON YOU?
My friends, my dad, my friend who died of cancer (he taught me a lot) and J.K Rowling.

Friday, February 12, 2010

English Writing #3

Passion


I had a passion, a very strong passion. The passion that no one can really understand. It is too strong and that is really enough to say anything more about how strong the passion is compare to anyone else's own passion. It is a very strong passion.

I forgot, after my long rant about my strong passion, I have a passion to tell you. I wanted to be a Pokemon Master. I use to have the passion when I was younger, four years old to be exact. This was before I realise that Pokemon was just my fantasy and it was make believe. I wanted to drop out of school at age ten and roam around the world, catching Pokemon. This was when, I was four, I wasn't allowed to even walk from the bus stop to home without my sisters to guide me or stay at home by myself.

Then again, I don't even know if that was passion or me wanting to go by myself into the outside world. I guess it was my innocents of being a four year old and not knowing better at anything. I guess that you don't know what exactly a passion is at that age what so ever.

Then again, there was all my other passions when I was younger. A trumpet player, a wizard, Sailor Moon character (I had a Sailor Moon outfit - that was close enough), a shop owner and a restraunt owner. I guess that they are passions too if you think about it. Even some are obserd like being a fictional character in a TV show. This is my weird passions for you.

English Writing #2

Lollies


'Her lips was tied around the lolly pop. The lolly pop was popping in and out, I could see read. Cherry? Red apple? Who knows which flavour it was. Her eyes came over to my eyes. Now I was distracted about her eyes. It wasn't red like her lolly pop, but her eyes was a calm brown. Her eyes seem so calm but you could see a thousand stories.

"What do you want?" she asked, cold and calm but you could hear her annoyence with me.

"Err... Nothing," I said, quaking in my body. I didn't want her to get annoyed over nothing.

She returned into space. Still putting the lolly pop, in and out. It made me uncomfortable. I didn't want her to know that I liked her. I pulled the purple lolly pop out of my pocket. She just smiled. Nothing more or less. Just a smile.

English Writing

In English recently, we have ten minutes to write about one topic. In class we have written about "Death Solves all problems. No man, no problem", Rain, Passion, Lollies, and if Education is used for evil (along those lines). I am about to write some of my stories with you, as my own and not as someone else's.

Death Solves All Problems. No man, no problem.


'I looked at the grave. The gravestone seem so cold, bare, souless. It reminded me of my dad's funeral. The cold, lifeless body in the cold, heartless, lifeless, ground with no expression.

I wondered to myself, "Is there a life after death, where there is no problems, no man there. Just souls maimed in an artificial world." I just pondered a while, I looked at the gravestone in much wonder.

Graeme E. Sim-----
30.12.56-6.3.07


The man's last name was unreadable. The gravestone has spoken to me in words not to be spoken to me, just read. I wondered if dad was beside me in the artificial world, just thinking that he could be there for me and not traped in the world where nothing could go wrong and it isn't real.

I looked up, the sky was crying with rain. It could represent my world, souless, lifeless, where everything is so cold and nothing could be happy ever again. I sighed, and walked away with the thought in the souless, lifeless and unhappy world.

Is there a such thing called happiness? Why can't it be inside me already? Why can't I die already?'

Please tell me about your thoughts about this. Like? Dislike?

Signing off,
DoomAngelKitty

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Dreams c'mon already

"Imagine all the people living life in peace.
You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one.
I hope someday you'll join us, and the world will live as one."

---John Lennon


On Friday, I played my usual Basketball game. You know, go down to the Aquatic Centre and play Basketball, come back up and want to relax all weekend cause your body aches. Well, I scored four baskets (8 points for the Basketball-illiterates) which is what I get in a season. Everyone on my team wondered where was I every other game. They think that I should play like that every game, I told them that never make me play like that ever again because I was so worn out! My body is sort of aching still after three days later.

Sorry for a short post. I need to update a bit. Also! If you have 5 favourite songs, please post in the comments.

Signing off,
DoomAngelKitty