Bebo

Bebo

'On April 7, 2010, AOL announced that they were planning to sell the website or shut it down.[17] This was mainly due to the falling numbers of unique users, Bebo users were moving to the growing Facebook and to Twitter.'

I read this on Wikipedia about Bebo.

I decided today to go back on Bebo to look at some year 7 and some year 8 memories.. I've gotta say, Bebo's still an important part of me. I log on sometimes to read the old messages, the people who gave themself 'Love' using their own accounts. So funny.. Good old times, but time passes and things change. I made my Bebo in year 5, and I slowly grew it with all these pictures. What hurt me mostly was the fact that it was sold to another company. Today after trying to log in, well, I couldn't.. This new server was just horrible. It saddens me. Pictures were left back in Bebo and I wanted to look over them quickly. Comments were left back in Bebo. Memories were left back in Bebo. 'Love' was left back in Bebo lol.

And I can only say, there is something about Facebook that's missing. I can't really explain it, but I seriously miss the old times back in Bebo. Then people started shifting to darn Facebook. I could say though, everything was running quite smoothly back when Bebo was popular :). Now it's a rough road, probably cos everything that's happened to me and the growing up part of it.

All I wish is just to log onto Bebo frequently, and perhaps the next time I'm able to.. Imma get some pictures while I'm at it. :D. Happy times.... don't last xD

Oh, and since i'm on this topic, I suppose I can link it to 'Adapting' cos as time changes, people change and this will create a change of others to change and adapt to what has changed if that makes any sense.

You see, I think that the way people change and adapt into their new environment is a part of the brain to survive. Get what I mean? When you've moved on from primary school into high school, you'd be expected to be more mature and different. You could even say that you feel different the moment you step inside those new gates. And this is perhaps a part of this adapting. You adapt into the environment so that you can become accepted, and this is pretty much what everyone wants. This is probably because this adapting helps them get by their days cos like they say, time flys by when you're having fun.

It's quite agreeable that the people in Macquarie Fields High School, of my year, have noticed the changes in the past 3 years. People changing from Bebo to Facebook is another example. It may have started with one person, and then two, and then three and then people begin to change and adapt to it so then they can get their days past.

And then there's the evil side of this changing and adapting where a person uses another person. Whether some of you might notice or not, there is an unnoticable ranking of fame in our schools. Some of us may not care but it is evident that we live in it. Again, we may not notice it when we use someone to get into a higher rank of this 'fame'. And people do change....

Mind & Heart

Mind & Heart

Holidays are so boring.. I prefer school :D. Just the thought of the world holiday reminds me of the bloody assignments...

On topic.

'Oh ribcage, you protect my heart from physical damage. I thank you, but why can't you protect me from emotional damage.'

My skull protects my mind, my ribcage protects my heart. There's a barrier between the two yet, at times they come together to share the same feelings. Right now though, mine are at war with each other. Such conflict leaves me so confused. As long as these two are here, I cannot make clear decisions.

I choose the path that my mind takes, but as long as there is my heart things are so hard.

Quite strangely though, the more I think about what I say above, the more I find it rubbish. This is all so rubbish.. so confused. I don't really know what I'm writing. Usually, when I post something, I add in a touch of my feelings. I'm guessing the feeling right now is confusion, but even I don't understand or feel it. Wtf is wrong with me..



These leaves are so free.. free from emotions..



I envy these creatures :L. They're free when they want and ....

Poem On Time

Poem On Time

Lol, an attempt to create a poem like Shakespeare's sonnets. I don't know how to write in Old English so this will have to do. This poem runs around Shakespeare's ideas on Time too I guess?

Death, you may be powerful, for you are infamous
For instilling fear, and worrying the healthy.
You separate the ones in love and you show no mercy.
But, like a drop of water from a beach,
You are only a droplet of the Black Sea called Time.
Time as whole kills whatever that swims;
It rots the strong and creates Death,
It turns the beautiful into the ugly and creates Death.
You can try to resist Time's endless tides,
But that's like man denying themselves ever wrong.
So what can I say against the tides of Time?
Breed, so your offspring may swim on for you.
And when this happens, even the waves can't stop you
Your offspring will be another you, except, new.

Each line of the Sonnet is quite long :/. Need to improve heaps ><.

Since I'm still on the topic I'd like to talk about poems.

As I've written before in my 'The shitness of Engrish', how Poems and literacy works become famous is quite ridiculous; but I won't be discussing much of that in this post.

When reading a poem, I think that the 'professionals' that have the ability to make a poem famous looks mainly into imagery and how successfully a poet presents it in his work. Well, this is what I believe the pros do. To me though, I look at a 'good' poem in a different way. In fact though, I think most of the poems I've read are quite good. To me, I don't think that it is the imagery that makes the poem. My English teacher says 'Show instead of tell'. I believe that a good poem will be able to evoke emotions. And it is the basis of the emotions that imagery is created. That's why different people think of a poem differently I guess, whether it is good or not. For example, this random poet writes a poem about his girlfriend. He writes about how she smiles and the things he like about her. You see, a happy person may look at it and be even more happy? Whereas a sad person, that could possibly had broken up with his girlfriend or something look at it differently. He might remember of her smile and start to feel even more sad. As for a person who doesn't have a girlfriend, he might think of the girl he likes.

What I'm really saying is, Imagery starts off with emotions. You may feel particularly happy or sad about a poem and then it starts you to imagine and begin to think.

More Poems

More Poems


When Nature Wakes

There’s a time when all life
Is thought to have slumbered,
A time when Destruction rests.
It is a time when Nature opens possibilities
For the animals that smiles cheerfully
As they chatter and play,
And for the flowers that stand
Like the flocks of peacocks,
As they open themselves for
The dances that many breeze offers
And the nourishment the Mother provides.
It is the time when the clouds are at rest,
And the scorching heat cools.
It is the time when silvery rays,
And the millions of eyes
Look down onto Nature’s liveliness
But,
Destruction will wake.

William Shakespeare's Sonnet 35

No more at that which thou hast done.
Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud;
Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,
And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.
All men faults, and even I in this,
Authorizing thy trespass with compare,
Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss,
Ecusing these sins more than these sins are.
For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense-
Thy adverse party is thy advocate-
And 'gainst myself a lawful plea commence.
Such civil war s in my love and hate
That I an accessory needs must be
To that sweet thief which sourly robs from me.

Moon Festival

Moon Festival

How boring.. today was moon festival and I didn't go out with anyone. Probably invite some friends in a year or two when I start a part time job.

Any way, today I was in Cabramatta today with my whole family for four bloody long hours. I only went in the first place for the Yum Cha.. which really sucked xD.

What this post really made me circle around is some pretty whacko thoughts which will be written here.

So I was walking down at Cabramatta, looking around and then there's all these people, especially girls. Lol. Yes girls, I check them out, but something strange quite hit me. The clothing that these girls wear. It looks all posh and expensive. Everything's changed, but especially for a guy like me coming from Vietnam, seeing all these girls dress like this.. it's quite weird. This isn't my first time though, I have been thinking of it for quite some time. And then I imagined the future where these sorts of girls are everywhere. And then this crazy idea came to me that I'll never really fall in love with another person again. So weird.. but I'm quite for it.

And then we got to this fairy floss shop. My sister wanted some, and then I started thinking about the times back in Vietnam when I was three-five. It's quite weird how these memories vaguely stay in my head. What quite struck me was how the fairy floss tasted and I could only say to myself 'The sweet sensation of fairy floss isn't just the same here'. It's true. I remember once, in front of a temple, it was a festival; perhaps the moon festival. There was a fairy floss machine there. I asked the man for one and he started spinning some fairy floss around a stick. He gave it to me and I could imagine taking a big bite. The fairy floss would melt instantly in my mouth no matter how much I ate. Here, when I take big bites, these sugary solids remain and I found it quite annoying. That made me remember of the festival back in Vietnam, which I miss so much now...... And then there was another time, when there was another festival. I was in front of this temple-like place leaning against this giant tree looking around for my friends and cousin, but there was none. Today, when I go back to Vietnam and ride my back past that place, I remember that day. This place is vacant too, but these memories just cling on so well and they make me miss my childhood......

Thinking of my past and mentioning love before, I come to this. I don't know if I've ever mentioned about a girl I 'liked?' back when I was 5. Yes I was 5, and I don't know if it was love or something.. Today I can only 'meh' at it. Nevertheless, I continue to miss my childhood though. Before coming over here to Australia, my last few memories were of her, and the day I hugged my grandma. The memory of her was the day I was walking home from a school (yes, 5 year olds back in Vietnam had to walk back home alone), usually I'd race her, although she lived a bit further up. But on that day, something really special happened. We smiled at each other. I can't really remember the smile, but I remember that we smiled at each other. But as a kid, I didn't really think of love, only like. And at that same moment, I didn't think of any of that. I could only think where she was. Lol. It was weird. What's more weird is, how am I remembering what I thought when I was a 5 year old. Believe me or not, your choice.

I started looking at life in such a weird manner, that by the moment I had reached this newsagency, I felt confused. I told my dad before that I wanted to go Shaolin again, which I am going to next week. I find it especially hard to say hi to my teacher and if he asks what I've been doing :/. I feel really bad.. And then I bought a maths textbook lol. It costed 30 dollars and my dad said I should try to finish it, so I should probably do what he wants. And then the last crazy idea had was deleting my games, which in fact I did. I deleted them and emptied the recycling bin. All I can think right now is 'meh', and I'm asking myself 'what the hell am I doing'.

One last thing, because I mentioned posh before I'd like to bring this in into this post too. I've seen some people say that my hair is tb, and I really don't give a shit. To be honest, my intention for what hairstyle I wanted started when I was in year 4. I saw this emo guy on the net and I liked his hair. It's not just that but at around this time, I started liking girls and telling myself I had no chance and started feeling bad. I don't really mind if my hair covered both my eyes, I could imagine myself looking freaky. I could live with that, but my parents can't. Lol. So you see, my hair was used to begin the expression of my emoness but because society has evolved, it's taken differently. I see the majority of guys using gel but there's something about it that irritates me. And it's probably today I generalise that guys using gel > guys without gel. It's pretty stupid and I tell myself not to take it like that so no worreh :D.

Now that I've deleted my games though, I guess more studying and other stuff I guess. The last time I said I quit gaming I came back to it lol. I don't know what happens. I'll keep walking down this stupid road and see for myself xD

The Gladness of Nature

The Gladness of Nature - William Cullan Bryant

This wasn't the poem I was talking about but it's quite simiar.

Is this a time to be cloudy and sad,
When our mother Nature laughs around;
When even the deep blue heavens look glad,
And gladness breathes from the blossoming ground?

There are notes of joy from the hang-bird and wren,
And the gossip of swallows through all the sky;
The ground squirrel gaily chirps by his den,
And the wilding bee hums merrily by.

The clouds are at play in the azure space,
And their shadows at play on the bright green vale,
And here they stretch to the frolic chase,
And there they roll on the easy gale.

There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bowen,
There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree,
There's a smile on the fruti, and a smile on the flower,
And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea.

And look at the broad-faced sun, how he smiles
On the dewy earth that smiles in his ray,
On the leaping waters and gay young isles;
Ay, look, and he'll smile the gloom away.

This poem doesn't talk about rain, but at least it talks about 'The Gladness of Nature'.

Sympathy

Sympathy

As part of this post, I will firstly state 'Is it humans that are cruel to this world, or is it the other way around'. Some of us live happily in a well built society whereas others suffer. Right now, I believe more that we are cruel to the world, and the world reflects on us of what we do to it. Like I've said before in my other posts, we've molded this world. We are now playing god of our own world.

But how is the paragraph above relevant to this post?
Hint: The part where I talked about how others suffer in other parts of the world.

At times, my parents give me lectures and tell me stories of the poor people out there who do so well in education etc. Even though they do well, money's a problem in this world, and even if someone studies well, even money is required. Quite saddenning. I've read this article in my english tutor once and it said something like, 'a person is born into the same class as his or her family'. In life, we have a class system, as in the rich, the middle or the poor etc (or something like that). If you were born into the rich, you'd most likely be rich in the end. if you were born into poor, you'd likely to be poor. But the article also stated that, to get out of the lower classes, education is the way. But for education, you need money and in some countries like Vietnam especially (cos my parents tell me a lot of stories back there), you may be smart, but you'd need money. See how cruel this world is... so in the end, for some people, even being smart will not help them move up in life.

A story or two that my parents told me;
There's this kid who lives with his mum. Each morning, he'd wake up at 4am and buy some pig parts such as skin and stuff for his noodles shop. He would buy it and go home and scrape off the hair/fur of the pig's skin. Then he would study. THen he would go to school. His mum would sell noodles while he's gone. That's all my parents told me, but... the kid lived in a 8m squared house or something. The kid said that 'In the summers, when I study, it gets really hot because of the size of my house' (well something like that, only cos I translated it). It's quite saddening, and when my parents tell me these type of stories, my dad's eyes would turn red as if he was about to cry. Such a man is affected by this simple stuff that happens on the other side of this country.

Another story was about this guy who studied really well, but then as I mentioned before, money was a problem. He was very smart but money was a problem. Because of money, he couldn't become a doctor. Instead, he had to take some other cheap alternative study that costed less money and required less time to complete. He said that he didn't have the money to study to become a doctor and that he took the alternative so that he could help his mum in a shorter time in the future.

My mum knows these three ladies but they are from different stories.

The first two of the three are sisters. They are quite.. large and again, poor and they've just recently moved into Australia. The words that come out of their mouth are so sweet though, so my mum gave em one of our old TVs to help them out the least (yes, they did not have a TV). One of the ladies said something to my mum like 'you are so nice to us, in this country, I only have my sis because noone likes us cos we're... fat'. I don't like the term fat, but I'd go with large or some sort of mocking word, but fat is just isn't my word. Once again, money is such a worry and a problem. What cruel humans.

Final story, the third lady. The third lady, in her 50s and near 60s, goes to work but she tells my mum about how slow she is and the boss sometimes tell her to 'go home' (is that allowed??). So each time she is told to 'go home' she would sit somewhere around the workplace and cry. It doesn't seem that sad until I mention how she has a son. In a way, they are trying to move into the higher rich classes in life, and her son is her only chance left, so with most of her earnings she would spend it so he could go tutor. And with the words of a parent she says 'I don't care if you don't become rich and can't help me in the future. I just want you to remember me'. How sweet.. I feel so sorry for her, and she's still in her 50s and working to help her son move up in life. Cruel humans and such cruel society.

So why did I mention these stores? Well, it's quite saddenning and I guess I'd conclude that it is humans that are cruel to this world. The world just reflects on what we do. To go up in life, you'd need education, but for education, you'd need some money.

In the end, I call this post Sympathy, cos I guess that I feel sorry towards things quite easily and I guess I get it from my parents..

Human Cloning

Human Cloning

The other day when I was at tutor, we were doing some english work on letter to the editor. Well, you might have guessed it by now but the topic was about 'Human Cloning'. I don't know about others, but I am compeltely against human cloning. It kills the whole point of being humans, and if you ever do have any GOOD REASONS FOR HUMAN CLONING, then please do tell me somehow and I would like to consider it.

There were eight letters to the editor that we looked at at tutor and of them, about 3 are FOR human cloning. The reason I'm posting up some of these letters is because you may agree upon it, but I'd like to point out the serious flaws of these letters. Nevertheless, this topic is, undeniably, interesting. All names of thse letters are unknown and it's from Part Two: Reading Texts. 24 Human Cloning.

First letter of the three.

'What's all the fuss? There is no good reason not to clone. Most arguments against it are based on wishy-washy feelings that it is in some way unnatural, or ridiculous fears that will lead to another Hitler taking over the world with an army of identical super-beings. What rubbish! Cloning technology will open up tremendous opportunities for the sick and for those unfortunate people who cannot have children by normal means. Let's not allow stupid fears and anxieties to stop progress.'

I've gotta say to this one, anything touched by humans is classified as unnatural. As for fears, Hitler attempted to take over the world once and at that time that was hard to believe. What makes it any harder to believe now, especially if cloning humans would be possible. As for 'Cloning technology will open up tremendous opportunities for the sick and for those unforunate people who cannot have children by normal means.', when this person was talking abot the sick and the unfortunate, did he/she ever thought about the sick and the unfortunate? I'm talking about the poor people out there in the third world countries etc. How will human cloning really benefit society? I'm not so sure myself of the costs, but I can imagine it to be quite dear.
As for the unfortunate people who can't have children, how can't they have children? Need to be specific. It's quite vague for me at the moment.

Next letter

'It took a lot of time for the world to get used to the idea of a cloned animal, and despite Dolly's cute and appealing looks, we did not immediately accept her. We saw her as a freak. Now we are sad she is gone. But at the same time we are having trouble getting used to the idea that someone might have cloned a human being. In a couple of years we will have accepted that too. We treat new things with suspicion at first. But eventually we adjust. It's time we accepted cloning, and let the scientists get on with finding out its potential for the human race.'

Well, this letter is quite correct at some points. The whole letter surrounds the idea that we slowly accept and adjust new things such as a new person to school, and realise his/her potential. At the same time, this is the flaw there. Using the example of a new person coming to school, we adjust and accept that person slowly only to finally realise his/her true potential i.e. some sick bastard etc. What I'm really saying is, adjust and accept something and it could turn its back on us and stab us. So really, we're playing by chances but I'd still go against human cloning.

Last letter and possibly the most stupid one.

'Most arguments against cloning are weak. For example, people say it is unnatural, but nature creates clones all the time - as identical twins. They also say that cloning will be used for the wrong reasons - e.g. to create a child with movie-star looks or the musical talent of a Beethoven. But this is highly unlikely. Most parents would only consider cloning for extreme situations, for example, to replace a child who dies or to avoid a disease. We must not let these silly arguments dominate discussion. It is time to get serious, and examine how and when we might make use of cloning for the good of humankind.'

Alright most stupid letter, how the hell does 'for example, people say it is unnatural, but nature creates clones all the time' work? The person states unnatural and nature at the same time, and I guess he/she told him/herself off. There's the big bloody difference. Identical twins made by nature is natural. Clones/whatever made by humans is unnatural. Get the idea?

'They also say that cloning will be used for the wrong reasons - e.g. to ceate a child with movie-star looks or the musical talent of a Beethoven'. Well who knows? Who really asked this person to speak for the whole world. Soon, we'll be seeing clones in McDonald's doing work. Why? Cos it's cheaper :). Over the century, humans have tried to find cheap alternatives, so why not now? There goes millions of jobs (if cloning ever comes into society).

'Most parents would only consider cloning for extreme situations, for example, to replace a child who dies or to avoid a disease.'. I cannot completely agree with this. The avoiding the disease is agreeable, cos hereditary diseases can be a curse for generations of the family. But the first part of what this person said is utterly stupid. 'replace a child who dies'. How can you REPLACE a child who dies? What are they? Toys? Cards? Get what I'm saying? You could clone a child, but you know, deep down YOU WILL KNOW that it wasn't the child that first came up, and that sort of guilty feeling WILL hang around.

That's enough of my ranting. Like I said before, if you do have ano Pros for human cloning, please do state it. Otherwise, I believe that the cons of human cloning overweighs that of the pros about 1million times :).

Poems

Poems can be so... beautiful..?

The Weeping Willow

In the rain,
In sorrow and in pain,
A small child,
Cries in the rain…
The small child hides,
Under a tree,
So no one can see him,
Crying in the rain…
Then he sees the tree,
And sees it weep,
It is a Weeping Willow,
Crying in the rain…
The rain still pours,
But the child does not weep.
However, the willow is still
Crying in the rain…
This poem [...]

The above is not mine, I got it from here http://www.lotofpoems.com/poetry/rain-poems/

Now for mine (Haikus, although I believe they can be improved if they were Cinquains instead).

The Nights

The breeze is so light..
Lie down, look up. What a sight..
Countless eyes at night..


Dripping Lonely

It drips... drips... drips... drips.....
The tap in the empty house.
Drip... Drip... Drip... Drip....... Drip.


Time

With time, there's nothing.
Cos with time, there will be love,
but love cannot last.

Rain (I might have heard this poem somewhere before. Someone tell me what it is if I'm correct. For now, I do not say that it is mine).

Free Verses

When rain comes,
The people run, the people ditch.
Horror, sorrow, destruction.
We don't embrace it, but nature does
For when there's rain;
Animals come out and embrace it.
For when there's rain;
Colours flourish this land.
What we don't see;
More smiles than ever.

Memories of a child

There was a building;
Where memories of laughter,
Where memories of tears
Belonged.
But now it's vacant,
neglected
dilapidated
Yet, it stands quite firmly
Like my memories

Memories of a child....

For those who've read my earlier posts on this blog, I've said something about an old dilapidated building where I used to go as a daycare thing. I dedicate this poem to that building.

Time, Time, Time

Time, Time, Time

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aAzc4Gtq84U

Why do simple things such as a video touch me so much. I'd like to thank Vi for showing me this Video :).

Well, the title of this post probably says it all 'Time, Time, Time'. 'Time' turns the beautiful into the ugly, destroy the living and bring grief to what's left. For some though, the powers of 'Time' cannot destroy love.

This video has made me think that I should make the best of my childhood and stop giving much of a crap about what's happening around the world. But it's just a video; another one of those videos with a happy ending.

But I do emphasize how life goes by so quickly.. and one day, I might actually be this old man going to a beach, looking back at my life...

And then there was the first day of Spring. I don't know whether I should have been glad or not. It's Spring. And then Summer. And then new year.. already... Another year's gunna be gone and we'll all be year 10.. and then 11.. and then 12.

'Leaving our school'

'Leaving our school'

*Sigh* I think it's time to bring this into my blog. I don't get why people leave for other schools. I don't care if parents force, yet why are parents stupid enough to force? Lets really look at it. When schooling, about 80% of it is up to you. The teacher is there to guide you and help you. Therefore the 10% makes up that. What about the remaining 10%? That's other factors, but mainly friends. Yes, friends are important in your life and a change in friends can change a person physically and/or mentally. If you want to leave for another school for some friends. Go for it. As for this 'school ranking' system, it is just stupid.

Over time, 'Hurlstone' (I'll use Hurlstone since most MFHS-ers are leaving for that place) has gained this reputation where it's 'better' than Macquarie Fields. Because of belief that society has accepted it is now common that most parents wish to their child(ren) to go to that school. For once, I'll admit it; my dad's right. It's up to you to do well. You either study or you fail. I sound sorta like a hypocrite, but this is serious.

I don't really mind people leaving, but the fact that they're leaving for a school that's proposedly 'better' is just stupid. And Miss Rizk said 'All the good students leave this school for Hurlstone and then Hurlstone gets the credit'. She's absolutely right and I couldn't agree any further. For some of us, we stay in Macquarie Fields for 1-2 years already. In that time, we've been taught by the teachers there and we make friends with the people there. All of a sudden, people take a test and make it in. By making it in, they use the knowledge that they've gotten from Macquarie Fields and take this with them to Hurlstone and then Hurlstone gets the credit just cos of society's acceptance in the past. Some of you may disagree with this and say that studying matters in years 10-12 (in which you'd be in Hurlstone instead) but would that really prove anything? What happened if you stayed back in Macquarie Fields. Mmm Stuck? Fuck you to anyone that leaves cos of those purposes.

Then again you could say that some school have better resources than others, but to point towards the people who left MFHS for Hurlstone, that's not much of a problem. There is no difference in the resources we provide compared to Hurlstone. What else? A swimming pool? Oh whatever. Enjoy yourselves :).
Cow shit? Enjoy yourselves.
Henry's shit? Now that's the way to do it xD. Enjoy yourselves. Thumbs up to this <

In year 7, I myself believed that 'Hurlstone' was better and now I sound like a hypocrite cos I didn't make it in. What I can say is, Hurlstone judges by test results and a stupid report that really didn't tap into me. But over the years, through knowing the teachers at Macquarie Fields and with what my dad told me;

'It's up to you. The teacher is only there to guide you through your school'.

Fuck you people going to Hurlstone.
Fuck you people in Hurlstone.
Fuck you people who went to Hurlstone from another school but this 'Fuck you' leans more to the nice side :) COS YOU PEOPLE LEFT US T_T.