The Good Never Lasts
The good never lasts,
And the bad always struck.
Time of ecstasy,
Broke by uncertainty.
How can we forget,
There’s always something there,
To block all the potentials,
All the hopes and
All the cheers?
What a fool,
What idiocy,
What a hit.
But I will be here,
Waiting.
Waiting for the outcome,
Waiting for the future.
I’ll stick around,
I’ll give a hand.
I know the good never lasts,
But I will stay put,
Even if it won’t be what it used to be.



The Mouse
Painful squeal,
Trapped in its deathbed,
Helpless.

It struggles,
In this pool of glue,
Watching the world through sad eyes.

So small and fragile,
Stealing the last bit of breath,
Just to survive, trying to survive.

It can’t escape anymore,
And I’m watching it,
Oh god I’m watching it die.

X-Mas

It doesn't even feel like X-mas here.
It's rainning,of all things.



I WANT A BLIZZARD.

Operation Conservatives

They plan to protest Wal-Mart,but dropped it. Perhaps because no one cares.

"This has been Christian families' favorite store( Wal-Mart) _ and now they're giving in, sliding down the slippery slope so many other corporations have gone down," said the Rev. Flip Benham of Operation Save America. "They're all being extorted by the radical homosexual agenda."

Funny how many priests turned out to be attracted to little boys and one not long ago “gave in to sin” (or whatever he called it) with another man.

Speaking of agendas, I though the Christian Conservatives’ agenda is way more subversive to society than “their homosexual agenda”.

First, the Conservatives impose their agenda/teaching upon you. Their tactic of fear with “if you’re a homosexual or a non-Christian you will go to hell” allows no tolerance and exception (maybe except limbo in Roman Catholic, but when have you ever hear “you’re a good atheist, you will go to limbo!?)Thus they plant a seed of fear in people’s heart. This absolute arrogance and intolerance leads to discrimination.

And more or less, American society (or maybe government even) is based strongly on religion (you may even say it’s a theocracy). The reason same-sex marriage is having so much trouble and controversies is because of the Conservatives, and they do have a hand in politics---do you think they really think that gay marriage is wrong just because the constitution said “marriage is between man and woman?”

Homosexuality is seen as a blasphemy and a crime.

Mitt Romney (Massachusetts governor) recently openly supported the voting on banning gay marriage. Why? He’s a Christian! The opponent of such is 99.9% base on religion. Religion is use not just for personal faith, but almost everything else.

The fact is that Christian Conservatives does not accept anything other than their own beliefs, Jesus is your savior and that’s it, they cannot look at other things objectively. So, this lack of objectivity became the one and only truth, and everything else is base on that. Perhaps it was…noble for them to “right the wrong” and “fight evil” because they truly believe in what they’re doing. Everything they do is for God. Basically, they’re fight for their rights, but so does the gay right supporters. Homosexuals are also people, a difference in preference (and some priest is having that preference also, mind you) does not make them a monster. And I thought Jesus taught people to love everyone.

I should go ask that guy with the cardboard that says “Save by Jesus or lost in hell” about whether he loves everyone or not.

SHUT UP

Don't say anything if you have nothing nice to say, it's very dull after you say it more than two times.

I was roaming around a forum today, and I rediscovered something that is very irritated and annoying--- people complain how much they dislike/dissatified/disppointed by something (in this case, about an album).

It's the same person over and over again---" I'm disappointed, it's a bad album" "it's not complex enough" "it sucks ass". WELL, I LIKE IT, SO FUCK YOU. STOP TRYING TO CONVICE ME OTHERWISE.

Seriously, enough already! I understand that you don't like the album, fine, BUT STOP SAYING HOW MUCH IT SUCKS OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN! Tell me something that doesn't suck, something that you like for a change!

And yes, the fact that I like,(I may even say love) the album irritates me more. I like the album and that is all it matters, I don't care what you think.

How to define a "great album" or "bad album" anyway? These are obviously oppinions, you think one thing, the other thinks the opposite, so which is true? NON.
What really matter is what you think, if you think one thing, don't let others convice you that easily.

I hope I won't type something like this again, thereby making my opening statement a phrase that I cannnot follow (therefore I become a hypocrite).

Dancing Teacher

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8IHhCVIkPCk

I hope a teacher dance to a tune that is more embrassing than this one this year.

But,this is good enough.

Mid -Term

It's near the end of the month,this means that my teachers are busy making their students take exams to write their progress report.

I'm sure I will mess up on the latin mid-term exam somehow, since I have to go through a long process of identifying which tense is which, then adding the different endings and all that...and worse yet, I have remember some damned architecutre terms.

My school tend to produce an aura that will suffocate its students, that's why so many of them drop out in the first place.

I still have a few projects pending...

It's kind of sad that everything in your academic years are based on numbers, exams, grades...and really, report cards are not a measure of intelligence, just how hard you worked and maybe luck. I seen some kid got so upset over their grades, and really, it's not the end of the world. There's way more beyond the As and Bs and whatnot.

I still got a long way to go....

Halloween Playlist

1. Bela Lugosi's Dead by Bauhaus
I guess it's classic for a day like Halloween. For one thing, the title's suit for the day, and the song's eerie soundscapes give you a creepy feeling.

2. Peek-a-Boo by Siouxie and the Banshees
I don't really need to explain.

3. Dracula by White Zombie
Do I need to explain?

4. The Wretched by Nine Inch Nails
Perhaps the creepiest NIN song, in my opinion. It's great to listen to when the sky is gloomy, it will be even better to listen to on Halloween.

5. Burn the Witch by Queens of the Stone Age
Salem's song.

Other Tracks:
Psycho Killer by The Talking Heads
Deadhead by Stereophonics
Dead Souls by Joy Division
Living Dead Girl by White Zombie
Everyday is Halloween by Ministry
Mask by Bauhaus

North Korea and Their Nuclear Weapons and Everyone is Freaking Out

This, to me, isn't the biggest problem.

How many coutries have nuclear weapons? I'm sure the United States have it, Russia have it, other countries have it, so North Korea wants one. Do they have the right to have one, sure. Like the United States have the rights to crash Iraq and free the Iraqis (maybe not the best analogy)

The thing is, because Kim Joon II is perceived as a fucking nutcase by the media and otherwise, so people automatically assume that he's going to shoot it towards everyone in sight. Maybe he is a nutcase, by the way that he doesn't care what the other countries are yelling about and don't care about the consequences. But, is he going to use it? I don't know.

Like my history teacher said: " People don't trust Kim Joon II with the nuclear weapons, well, I don't trust Dick Cheney either. " puts it best.

But I wouldn't be that surprised if North Korea goes off.

Latin

Prepositions

Preposition with ablative nouns
• Ab: from, away
• Cum: with
• De: from, down from; concerning, about
• Ex: from, out of
• In: in, on
• Sine: without
• Sub: under, at the foot of

Preposition with accusative nouns
• Ad: to, toward, near
• Ante: before (time), in front of (space)
• Post: after (time), behind (space)
• Ob: because
• Per: through
• Trans: across
• In: into, onto
• Sub: up to, under (motion)

More vocabulary
Via, viae f: road, street, way
Servus, -I m: slave (not servant)
Filia-ae-f : daughter
Donum, -I n: gift
Nuntius, -I m: messenger
Porta,-ae, f : gate
Silva, -ae f: forest
Amicus, -I m: friend

it: he/she/it goes
eunt: they go
navigant: they sail
navigas: your are sailing
pungnas: you are fighting
portent: they are carrying
preparant: they are preparing
ubi: where
laudat: he/she praises
vocat: calls

Am I Annoying?

Here's something interesting:
Am I Annoying?

Now I can find out how annoying I am! Fortunately after I took the quiz, they said:
"Quiz Results
Points: 29
Our experts are please to report that you are a tolerable, if not pleasant. You should be proud of your annoyance rating (unless you lied on your quiz, then you're a complete bastard!)
Time Spent: 12:54"

Sometimes I am pleasant to the point of weak.

Retrospective: September 11

For older people, maybe they have been asked the following question: “where were you when you heard Kennedy got shot?”, or, “where were you when you heard Lennon got shot?”. For people my generation, the question of equivalence is certainly “where were you when you heard the Twin Towers got hit by terrorists?”.

I remember clearly where I was when that happened. I was quiet young at the time, and was on the other side of the ocean. And I t seems not so long ago.

Typical fall day, and like everyday, I walked with my friends from school back to my grandmother’s house. It was about 4:30 in the afternoon, and the television was on in the living room.

Expecting the usual programming of cartoons, I was surprised when all I saw was a ruin of some building, with the news reporter reporting something. I sat down, and there, they showed the footage of the plane struck the Twin Towers over and over again. I soon realized that the terrorist attacked New York City, and the US was under attack.

That was the first time I heard of the word “terrorist.”

During these five years, I had moved to America, and hear the word “terrorists” at least few times a month. “The war on terrorism” is heard every time Bush speaks.

America’s not safe, I don’t even know if it will ever be safe from terrorists. It’s pretty lucky that the British uncovered the terror plot in London last month, but just how many more can we bust? How long can we continue this?

Terrorists aren’t idiots. Their selfless will to do revenge is something that is almost indestructible. As long there’s conflicts between the US and the Middle East, there will be grudge and vengeance. But it seems like the government had made no effort to resolve this. Instead, there’s wars and yapping when a country wants to develop “weapon of mass destruction” (nuclear weapons).

It all seems distant away, yet it is all so near.

Back to School

School started on Thursday, and it's been...okay.

I'm in a new school this year, though there's people I know from my previous school, but of course, the other 2000 plus faces are strangers to me. Also, the school is very big, and there's only 4 minutes for you to run to your next class and put away the 5 pound books in your locker, it provides a considerably stress both physically and mentally.

I know it's going to get worse when the piles of homework comes.

You know, students are really slaves to the education. With today's demanding environment, four years of college isn't enough (and I'm not in college), we spent a good part of our youth in education without knowing what it really promise. "Education is mighty weapon," even if you graduated from Harvard, that doesn't mean you will become a CEO or the president. But for sake of education, (or your parents or whatever)you have to take it.

Or else you will be homeless.

I can't even remember what I was going to say.

Rest In Peace, Steve

Stingray killed the Crocodile Hunter.

I was shocked that the seemingly indestructable Steve Irwin died. I just know about it a few hours ago.

I first came across Irwin when watching Animal Planet, and I have always liked the guy. And now this... I was bummed.

He died while doing something he loves, maybe that can give people some comfort. Well, rest in peace.

I Wish I have the Programmer's Job

I just heard G-Unit's "Stun 101" on a segment in a PBS kids program, I don't know if it's more funny, or it's more of a proof that there is no God.

I hope next time they will use Tool's "Die Eier Von Satan" or Nine Inch Nails' "Closer".

Future Rock Hall

Future Rock Hall
Something that I can poke around with, though I was surprised at some artist's induction chances.

Retrospective: Hurricane Katrina

It’s been a year already.

Time really flies by, and it’s been a year after the disaster that destroyed New Orleans.

We learned more than what a hurricane can do to a city: waist-deep water, roof-less houses, and everything turned to a ruin. But perhaps more importantly, we learned that the government is slow to respond, and there is still a clear division on skin color and classes.

The media (and everyone) was quick to notice that a unreasonably slow response was given to New Orleans residents, whom is mostly colored. Reading back my journal at that time, I saw that I made a note that 99% of the people that were strained, standing helplessly on the roof, and crying frantically at the Dome were black. The images were hear-wrenching and hard to watch. It was surreal that New Orleans suddenly became like a place in the Third World, yet, this was in America.

The Administration has the money to invade other countries, but couldn’t respond correctly to a place of their own. And even now, a year later, we don’t see any significant re-build of the city.

Another hurricane, Ernesto, is moving to the direction of the Gulf Coast, and just how much can New Orleans take if it is hit again? I doubt that the hurricane will hit directly at New Orleans again, but not only is New Orleans’ dams fragile; people’s hearts are now also fragile.

Now I suddenly wanted to watch the footage of Kanye West’s classic blurt out: “George Bush doesn’t care about black people.” You know, I was fortunate enough to
see the footage live last year, along with Mike Myers’ face filled with absolute horror. I hope someone puts it on YouTube.

Bob Dylan Said Today's Music Sucks

"I don’t know anybody who’s made a record that sounds decent in the past 20 years, really."-Bob Dylan, in a recent Rolling Stone interview

While I (and a lot of people I met) agree that the majority of today’s music on the market is bad, I have to admit that the above quote is something that I wouldn’t say (aside from the fact that I can’t say “the last 20 years” due to my age).

Of course this is an exaggeration, and I believe Mr. Dylan used it as an exaggeration too. He has got to like something in the past 20 years. I have a record that I think it’s amazing that just came out in 2006 (Hard-Fi’s Cash Machine), and in the same time I think today’s music sucks. And what about notable records like Nirvana’s Nevermind, Nine Inch Nails’ The Downward Spiral, and Radiohead’s Ok Computer? And that’s just on the alternative rock side.

I guess that Bob Dylan just used this quote to express the general state of music. Or wait, does he hate CDs and that results to the dislike of modern music?

And that got me thinking: is the older generation always think that today’s youngster music sucks?

I know my parents won’t listen to the “boo cha cha” music (named after the beats of techno and hip hop, I think) that I listen to. Funny thing is, I don’t really listen to techno and hip-hop, and that expression is just a generalization. Is the older generation too nostalgic to try to listen to “young people’s music”, this may or may not be the case. I don’t even know if I will listen to “young people’s music” when I’m my parent’s age. Maybe I’ll just listen to my favorite records that’s recorded in the 90’s and the 2000’s when it’s 2030.

But still, nothing but love and respect for Mr. Bob Dylan.

Next Stop: Lizards on a Ship? Snakes On A Plane's Possible Sequels

We have all witnessed the phenomenon that is Snakes on a Plane. As many have wondered, " how many sequel will follow?", and I think the following situation/title will suit the sequels to a spectacular level:

Lizards on a Ship
Spiders on a Train
Flies on a Stage
Pigs on a Balcony
Birds in a Hotel
Monkeys in a Car
Lunatics in a Cage

And I'm not going to see the film.

In The News: JonBenet Ramsey's Murder Case

Our attention has shifted to JonBenet Ramsey’s murder.

After almost ten years of the murder, they have finally arrested a suspect in Bangkok. Suddenly reporters started standing I front of the murder site, JonBenet’s face on the newspaper, and there’s the footage of John Karr walking out over and over again.

A true testament of the case’s popularity (which is extraordinary considering America’s attention spend), and a testament of how Americans still subliminally passionate about childhood and innocence (though Jonbenet's image doesn't not really conjure up the typical image of "innocence").

The case itself was made for media deliria: a beautiful child pageant, death at an innocent age, confusing situation, seemingly suspicious parents, and layers of mysteries.Even though I was not old enough to have a profound reaction on it initially, but I still remembers it vaguely about “a body in the basement” when it was brought to attention again.

And there's the thing about Jonbenet's image as a "child sex kitten" as one reporter puts it. I have seen on the web that some people think the attention that this case have recieved is largely due to that JonBenet is not "plain". Perhaps yes, since the media tend to attracted to the sense of aethestic. Murder case? Give it a bit of coverage,. Child murder case? Oh my, give it complete coverage. A child beauty pageant murder case? This is made for dream coverage. Life is not fair, even media coverage is not fair.

But whether this case deserves the attention or not, it certainly stir up another story to read after you read about terrorism in your newspaper. Whether the case will be solve is still unclear, I’m not even sure if Karr’s “confession” is believable. Of course, this make for a even better media story, and this media deliria won’t end any time soon.

Diary of A Possibly Evil Baby Genius

Diary of a Possibly Evil Baby Genius
By S.Wang

June 5th, 2005
I was born onto this Earth on a stormy day. Released form my mother’s womb, I set eyes on those terrible creatures that surrounded me and let out a cry. For I realized with disgust that I’m the same kind as those terrible creatures: I’m a mere human.

June 13th, 2006
I have arrived at a place called “home”, and was being carried in forcefully by two creatures of my kind called “parents”. How grim the world seems! I let out another cry.

June 14th, 2006
I had become conscious that my mundane identity is Walter Lane.

June 23rd, 2006
I found my power in voice, and began to command my “father” by calling him “Dan”. Unfortunately, he thought I called him “Dad”, which caused commotion among the household that I did not want.

June 24th, 2006
Laura, my “mother” made attempts to make me call her “Mommy”, I refused. I also stopped calling Dan, because that will cause more commotion.

June 28th, 2006
The stroller is a torture! I was strapped in no matter how hard I protested. My strength was not great enough to break out, but someday I will, believe me, I will!

June 30th, 2006
I began to imitate the objects surrounding me. Using the writing instrument I have seized at a nearby table, I began to draw the stuffed dog I’ve received from Dan and Laura. To my disappointment, it looked shapeless like spilled milk.

July 4th, 2006
Laura forced me on her lap to watch the television. I was extremely annoyed by this at first, but then I realized the beauty I was seeing. Red, yellow, green, purple, all sorts of color splattered across the screen. And to my surprise, all this beauty began with a big “boom”. Later I learned from Laura’s commentary that this was called “fireworks.” Perhaps I someday I will take over the world using “fireworks”.

July 5th, 2006
Laura brought in her “friends’ to celebrate the one month anniversary of my birth. To my discontentment, her ‘friends” brought their infant version my kind. Okay, fine, I’m also an infant, but that is not my point! Anyway, those filthy minions kept putting their claws on me and taking my stuffed dog. I was utterly frustrated, and I struck one of them. But they did not wail, why must my fist be so fragile?

July 13th, 2006
I’ve completed my escape plan. After a few days of looking around, I have drawn a map of the directions from my room to the door. I’m proud.

July 14th, 2006
Dan has found my escape plan! He took away my carefully drawn map! Then he muttered something about who drew such a dreadful picture.

July 18th, 2006
Nothing happened. I just wanted to record the nothingness of this world. This led to a stronger desire of ruling the world.

July 21st, 2006
My idiotic Laura had brought in her “friends” once again to disturb my peace. Those infant minions continued to irritate me by touching me and taking my toy away. Curse them! When I’m king you all will be the first against the wall!

July 22nd, 2006
I still cannot overcome my horror about my “grandparents”. The male grandparent was named “Cal”, and has a enormous belly. The female one was named “Anne’, I was screaming for my life when Anne’s artificially painted lips touched my face! That’s it, tomorrow I will begin my plan to rule the world, and then I’ll be able to ban people from touching my clean body. Seriously, I will. And the next time you hear from me, you will be bowing before my throne for I’m your ruler!

Black, White and Those Grey in Between

We tend to catergorize things: there's ten kinds of cookies, twenty kinds of pens, how-ever-many kinds of music. We also categorize humanity.
Here's the thing, what should we set up the categories as? Good and Evil, tall or short, physically or internally?
For now, I'm just going to put it into three categories: optimistic, pessimistic, and those in the gray area.
The optimistic are the lay-back ones, take everything as it is and won't try to desperately change it. The pessimists are the anxious ones, they take everything as "something could be better" and desperately tries to make it better. And because of this, they will prepare everything if they have the chance, and tries to do everything perfectly. Kind of a perfectionist.
Those in the gray is the synthesis of the two, they're able to relax and be tense at various scenes. Perhaps they're the most adoptable ones here. They lack the total bubbly happiness of the optimists but lacks the depression of the pessimists. Maybe they are the ones that are the strongest.
Sometimes I don't even know why I write stuff like this, or how I wrote it.

Thus the experiement begins, and I'm certain that I will mess up at some point.