Rocky: A True Fighter

I recently watched an incredible movie in class which was.. Rocky! THE Rocky Balboa. The movie is about a middle-aged, Italian boxer who works for a loan shark name Anthony Gazzo. His love interest is Adrian, who is sister of Paulie. She is a clerk at a local pet shop, while her brother works as a meat packager. The movie is set in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Rocky ultimately has a fighting match with the great Apollo Creed, who has never been defeated.

In the beginning of the movie, I was wondering where Rocky’s family were, he just seemed lonely and alone. But then I figured that at least his parents must have passed away, since he was gazing at the pictures.. Continue reading


Complaints, Complaints

Soooo, I’ve been hearing about this one particular complaint too much about “growing up” and I’d just like to say what I think about this for a little bit. Continue reading

All Quiet on the Western Front

My English class read this book only a few weeks ago. It’s about WW1 with the setting mainly around Germany and England at war against each other. I thoroughly enjoyed reading the book. At first, I didn’t understand what was going on even though it was a MUCH easier read than the previous books that we had to read. I like how reading the book was in sync with what I was learning in world history at the time. It was perfect because there were certain things in the book that I didn’t know what they were, and then I got to learn about them in world history a few days later. I didn’t know what a trench was, or a parapet. Anyways, I really liked the main character, Paul Baumer. He’s German fighting for the western front. He was a normal kind of guy. Well “normal” wouldn’t include experiencing all the horrible attacks during the war that were in front of his eyes that probably changed his life forever. Normal for him at the time of the war meant that he was still able to enjoy talking with his fellow soldier buddies from high school, and playing cards and smoking with them.

In the book, it is often described how Baumer has changed during the time of the war. In earlier chapters, the attacks during the war were described so significantly and very detailed. I think this was to show extreme exaggeration so that readers can see that he has changed so much due to this. He is no longer able to see the normality at the home front, where life goes on with everybody else who are not serving in the war. When he came home on leave to visit his family and his life back at home, everything wasn’t the same. Baumer was more quiet, more cautious, more uncomfortable than usual. He doesn’t speak with his family like he used to before, no longer with a joyous tone in his voice or an pleasant gleam in his eyes. Everything is dead to him. The war was now his new “normal” because he had been exposed to all the countless attacks and loss of friends and many of his own kind. He had gotten used to it.

In the very end, there was one last page that described the death of somebody, most likely to have been Baumer’s . It truly was sad. He had come a long way from the war, and he was a good soldier. He tried to be helpful in many ways, and he’s always be remembered for that.


What I Am Angry About…

In English class today, we had to write down our answers for three questions that were asked today. Question number 1 asked, “What makes you mad or angry about what your parents do?” I answered “It makes me mad that my parents don’t tell me anything, ever, and I also hate it when they are super grouchy and aggressively telling me to do things.” It’s true. I always feel as if my parents don’t tell me anything, and that’s maybe why I don’t know really know them all so well. I feel as if I don’t have the connection that I’m supposed to have with them as I do with friends or my other relatives. Maybe it’s because they’re so old fashioned Asian parents, or at least my dad is. Maybe that’s why he expects too much, and always thinks that he’s right about everything. My mom, on the other hand, is more Americanized, and I can talk to her more freely and comfortably. I’m able to express my opinions and desires more so with my mom, because I am sorta more afraid of what my dad has to say and just more afraid of his negative thoughts in general.

The second question was ,”What makes you angry about school or this school?” I answered “Something that makes me angry about this school is that some teachers are overly too dramatic about things, like if a student did something the teacher doesn’t like.” That makes me really angry when teachers really are just a tad dramatic. I’m pretty sure some students don’t mean to do what they did. Okay, this really ties in with my chem teacher, I mean he is really overly strict and cautious about everything. There was a time when a student forgot to bring his calculator to class, and my chem teacher went all wild about how he forgot it. I think It’s not really worth embarrassing a student in front of the whole class just because the student forgot the calculator for maybe one day. It happens sometimes, and it should be OKAY. Sheesh.

The third question was, “What are you angry about yourself?” I actually had to think about this question for a second. I answered “I am angry that I can be really lazy to do things, or that I can’t let go sometimes, or I that I can’t accept change.” Everything in my life is changing so much, and sometimes I just feel like crying and I just can’t simply handle it. “Things aren’t going to be how it used to be.” At this point, I’m believing it right now. There is no going back. Well, I seem to be handling things just fine, I have to hang in there. I have some little things that I do enjoy to get my mind off of things, such as TV shows HA, and recently, drawing.

Ohh, Penelope you and I.

Then, there were the questions of “What are you going to do about it?” Honestly, I had an even harder time answering those questions. Everything I wrote down is hard enough to think about as it gets, let alone DOING SOMETHING about it. I answered “I just have to deal with it” or “I’m just going to have to accept that about myself.” They were pretty negative answers, but I honestly didn’t know what I was going to do about it.

The Count of Monte Cristo


In English class, we started reading the book The Count of Monte Cristo. I’ll have to admit, I thought the book would be a bit boring, because I knew it would contain all sorts of analyzing and meaningful illusions and stuff. As I read further though, I thought the book was pretty interesting and had a lot of twists and turns. We did our first B.R.A.W.L. in class, which is sort of like a Socratic seminar. The initials stands for Battle Royal All Will Learn. It covers the specific, comparison, organization, unusual, and theme of the book. What we did last Tuesday was that the teacher had one of the students from each group (that we assigned ourselves into) do the BRAWL, but the victim would be the one that had the most letters in their last name. One person was absent from our group on that day, so I had the most letters in my last name, with 6. I was the unfortunate victim. I actually HATE speaking in class in general. If I don’t know what to say depending on what the subject is, then I am not up for it, which is probabbbllyyyy most of the time.

At the end, the class had to post questions or comments about anything we have read in the book so far, and some of the comments that I have read were very true, and made a lot of sense. One student talked about something that particularly stood out to me. This student said “For some questions, there is just not a logical allusion meaningfully being used by the author. The author’s intent on writing the book was not to goad students to search for possible allusions through all parts of the book. The author’s intent on writing the book was to express part of his life in a manner that produced enjoyment and excitement from the readers.” I totally agreed with this. I mean, I don’t really care about why the author chose to use a semicolon instead of a comma, or if there’s an allusion to an event that can be left alone just fine without analyzing if there’s an allusion to it. In my opinion, I just think it’s really pointless..unless, obviously, it really is worth analyzing. Well, I guess English really does have many possibilities of imagination.

Oh, and I am soooo going to watch the movie for this book, definitely 🙂

How It Used to Be

We all have (or did have) that one friend that we’re close to. We talk to that person almost everyday about weird things, things that maybe other people won’t understand, which makes it special. And then suddenly, things change. People experience new things, meet new people, and “change.” I don’t really think people really “change.” I believe that they still have the same views as before, and think the same things as before. I believe that, they just changed how they act. I remember a Facebook status a few years ago stating “People change, get over it.” Yeah, yeah, we were still in middle school. Or an anon saying “Wow, you’ve changed” and the person replying with, “Yeah, people change.” See, they DO know that they’ve changed. They’ve just decided to change how they are towards people. You know you can’t do anything about it. If that’s the way are, that’s the way they will be. WHY DO PEOPLE DO THIS, AND THAT…

Life goes on, and maybe someday other situations will be worse to deal with. We’ll all go our separate ways, and things will carry on from there.

Life is as funny as it gets.

The Walking Dead Season 4 Ep. 9: After

OKAY OKAY I would just like to point out something that completely threw me off for a bit, because I thought it DIDN’T MAKE ANY SENSE AT ALL. AT ALL. Not interested? Please ignore. WARNING: If you aren’t caught yet like me and don’t want any spoilers, then proceed no further.

I’ve been catching up on TWD cause it’s been like forever since I  watched the show. A little from the previous episode “Too Far Gone”…First, I was really disappointed when Hershel died. That’s it. It got to the point where I was just, shocked. I actually cried. Yes, this was very tragic for me. HOW COULD YOU PRODUCERS, AND DIRECTOR, HOW COULD YOU. Second, I was impressed with Rick’s speech before the stupid Governor chopped off (or almost) Hershel’s head.

Rick: “Is this what you want? What all of you want? I fought him before, and after, we took in his old friends, and they became leaders of what we have here. Put down your weapons, walk through those gates, and you’re one of us. We let go of all of it, and nobody dies. Everyone is alive right now. Everyone who made it this far, we’ve all done worse kinds of things just to stay alive – but we can still come back. We’re not too far gone.”

Governor: “Liar.” AND THEN BOOM. There goes Hershel.

Now, on to the most important thing that still doesn’t make sense to me. So Rick got shot in the leg, and he’s all weak, right? He’s supposed to be. After the massacre with the Gov. and Rick’s group, Carl and Rick found an abandoned house to temporarily stay in. Rick is practically sounding like a zombie from being too weak, and walking like one too, ya know, limping. When Carl was trying to wake his father Rick in one scene, Rick seemed already too weak (and probably dead) to wake up from his sleep. And after Carl went out for a bit and came back to sit next to his father, terrified and unable to kill him because he thought he was dead, RICK PRACTICALLY WAS ACTING FULL ON ZOMBIE MODE, TRYING TO GRAB CARL AND ALL. Until like a minute later he was like “Caaarrllll.”

And then after that when Carl went out again and came back again, MAGICALLY RICK SEEMED ALL PERFECTLY FINE AND TALKING WELL AND LOOKED CLEAN, I DON’T UNDERSTAND. Like, whhhhaaaattttttt. He was sitting next to Carl and seemed normal and talking……… what the heck. That logic still doesn’t make sense to me.

He’s all well again. YIPPEE. Amazing.