No.1
Well, today I was sick, and there was nothing to do so I thought about my personal question. "What will I become in the future?" Was my question I thought for nearly two hours? I was thinking about it. Well we all know you can't escape from death because it's nature, but we something that pokes out is our future. Is it changeable, or is it impossible. God decided what we are going to do and it is impossible to change it or what is the deal? People think about this a lot, but no answer comes into mind! This is what really makes me mad. Your parents say you can change the future and anything, but religious people say god has it all planned. What is the deal? Either you can change or cannot change? Which one is it?
No.2
Why is it that all the time my parents say that I am able to change my future? I am not religious, but sometimes I want to say god arranged this for me. I can't change the future even if I wanted too. Sometimes people say that just to escape from the present and to dodge the obstacles of life. I think that people try to go into other people business and so; people would want to cover up and say something unnecessary. My parents bug me a lot, well mostly my sister, but I want them to mind their own business. I think people are meant to do things that they are doing right now. I wish my life were easy as my myspace name. Take life simple, which means to not stress out on the present or future, but to live the present 100% no matter what happens.
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
The Life
The purpose for this assignment was to attach our information, which we got from interviewing and make a story with fantastic realism. We discussed and watched a short video of fantastic realism. Our story will be recorded and soon there will be a movie presentation, which will go a long with it.
Waking up late on Saturday is probably the best. I love the Saturdays with nothing to do, nothing to bother you, and nothing to worry about. Some Saturdays are a day at the park, some Saturdays are going out, and some Saturdays are just doing things at home you would never have time for during the week. I have the best time during the Saturdays, they are just like a holiday, but come every single week. The best part is no school at all. I like school, but there are sometimes in my life, which makes me want to ditch school. Well, anyway lets get back to my life. I was on my bed thinking about the activities I should do this Saturday. Something weird happens, a swirl you can see but can not touch, a smell that you know, but cannot remember. The fashion unimaginable to people in 2007.
I was standing somewhere, but where? "Hey, where am I?" I asked a stranger, which was walking toward me. Something amazing happened, he walked right through me, and not a sound he made to reply me. Just walking as if I were a ghost. Impossible, where am I? Why am I here? What happened? My Saturday is ruined! I looked around, trying to find a way out of this misery. I saw an old building with kids going in. I followed this boy, just my age wearing a uniform. He was running, I heard a bell, and I saw him stopping by, to change to a pair of different shoes. He ran toward his classroom. Next thing you know a teacher grabbed him and made him stand against the wall. Asking him why he was late. I was watching him beat to the ground. I felt sorry for him, but nothing I can do in this world. I walked down the hall and saw him go into freshman class 3-A. I finally found out I was in the olden days of Japan, which my parents grew up in.
I fell out of my bed, I looked at my clock, and it was still 2:00 a.m. "Wait a minute, it was just 10:00 in the morning on Saturday. But it is right now 2:00 on Saturday!" I felt strange for some odd reason, but soon I forgot about what had happened. I couldn't go to sleep so, I thought about what my soccer practice was going to be like. I hated running long distances for my soccer conditioning. Right now 3:00 finally. Soccer was my favorite sport, so I could probably think about it for more than a day non-stop. I was thinking about my practice, stopping my thoughts, which were bad, and imagining about what had happened right now, before I woke up at 2 IN THE MORNING!!
I was dizzy, the world around me soon started to swirl around me. Hot, cold, and sick, I realized that I was in a gym somewhere. Pritty hard to imagine, but I was standing in the corner-watching girls play volleyball. I was confused, I thought to myself about the possibilities of coming back into the past of old Japan. I was thinking, closing my eyes, when I heard a slap. A girl was on the floor, butt flat to the ground. I actually understood what the coach told her. Something about running around the gym with a rope and a tire. She did what the coach told her, she tied the rope so she was actually pulling the tire across the floor. I walked up to the coach, forgetting I was a ghost, and unable to punch him, I attempted too. I tripped and landed face forward.
I woke up, and it was still dark. I was on the floor for some odd reason. I looked at the clock and it was still 3:00. Just turning to 3:01, I decided that I was going to stay awake until sun up. It was clearly impossible, I feel asleep again. This time I woke up, in my bed, 10:00 in the morning. It was Saturday. I felt really good that day. About lunchtime I was with my parents eating ramen. They were talking about why they had moved to Hawaii. They told me that the Japanese culture was weird and harsh. I asked them why, and they replied, "We had school on Saturdays, and if we were late to class, we were hit hard into the ground." My father said to me. "Also at sports practice, if you do something wrong the coach will give you harsh punishments." My mom said with sorrow. I finally remembered the pictures and what I saw. I closed my eyes, and opened them again.
I woke up, 2:00 in the morning, the day was Saturday . . .
Waking up late on Saturday is probably the best. I love the Saturdays with nothing to do, nothing to bother you, and nothing to worry about. Some Saturdays are a day at the park, some Saturdays are going out, and some Saturdays are just doing things at home you would never have time for during the week. I have the best time during the Saturdays, they are just like a holiday, but come every single week. The best part is no school at all. I like school, but there are sometimes in my life, which makes me want to ditch school. Well, anyway lets get back to my life. I was on my bed thinking about the activities I should do this Saturday. Something weird happens, a swirl you can see but can not touch, a smell that you know, but cannot remember. The fashion unimaginable to people in 2007.
I was standing somewhere, but where? "Hey, where am I?" I asked a stranger, which was walking toward me. Something amazing happened, he walked right through me, and not a sound he made to reply me. Just walking as if I were a ghost. Impossible, where am I? Why am I here? What happened? My Saturday is ruined! I looked around, trying to find a way out of this misery. I saw an old building with kids going in. I followed this boy, just my age wearing a uniform. He was running, I heard a bell, and I saw him stopping by, to change to a pair of different shoes. He ran toward his classroom. Next thing you know a teacher grabbed him and made him stand against the wall. Asking him why he was late. I was watching him beat to the ground. I felt sorry for him, but nothing I can do in this world. I walked down the hall and saw him go into freshman class 3-A. I finally found out I was in the olden days of Japan, which my parents grew up in.
I fell out of my bed, I looked at my clock, and it was still 2:00 a.m. "Wait a minute, it was just 10:00 in the morning on Saturday. But it is right now 2:00 on Saturday!" I felt strange for some odd reason, but soon I forgot about what had happened. I couldn't go to sleep so, I thought about what my soccer practice was going to be like. I hated running long distances for my soccer conditioning. Right now 3:00 finally. Soccer was my favorite sport, so I could probably think about it for more than a day non-stop. I was thinking about my practice, stopping my thoughts, which were bad, and imagining about what had happened right now, before I woke up at 2 IN THE MORNING!!
I was dizzy, the world around me soon started to swirl around me. Hot, cold, and sick, I realized that I was in a gym somewhere. Pritty hard to imagine, but I was standing in the corner-watching girls play volleyball. I was confused, I thought to myself about the possibilities of coming back into the past of old Japan. I was thinking, closing my eyes, when I heard a slap. A girl was on the floor, butt flat to the ground. I actually understood what the coach told her. Something about running around the gym with a rope and a tire. She did what the coach told her, she tied the rope so she was actually pulling the tire across the floor. I walked up to the coach, forgetting I was a ghost, and unable to punch him, I attempted too. I tripped and landed face forward.
I woke up, and it was still dark. I was on the floor for some odd reason. I looked at the clock and it was still 3:00. Just turning to 3:01, I decided that I was going to stay awake until sun up. It was clearly impossible, I feel asleep again. This time I woke up, in my bed, 10:00 in the morning. It was Saturday. I felt really good that day. About lunchtime I was with my parents eating ramen. They were talking about why they had moved to Hawaii. They told me that the Japanese culture was weird and harsh. I asked them why, and they replied, "We had school on Saturdays, and if we were late to class, we were hit hard into the ground." My father said to me. "Also at sports practice, if you do something wrong the coach will give you harsh punishments." My mom said with sorrow. I finally remembered the pictures and what I saw. I closed my eyes, and opened them again.
I woke up, 2:00 in the morning, the day was Saturday . . .
Thursday, March 1, 2007
My 2 posts for my new Personal Question
Background details:
The personal essential question is a question we wrote in class, which you want to learn more about or tall about. My first question was too personal, so I decided to change my question to "Can I, or am I able to change my future?" I will write down what I feel about my new question and see if I am able to expand on my ideas.
First entry:
I wonder if I am able to change my future if I approached a topic or a subject in a different matter. In religion they say that you were born to do one thing, which god/ the creator has assigned to you. But on the other hand parents and adults say that you can change the future if you try hard. I am confused about this because if we are able to change the future, that means that the religion is fake, or if the god or creator assigned you the future, which means you are unable to change your future from the start. For sure that it is unable to predict what the future will turn out like, but the two statements are contradicting them selves so I am a little confused about this question. I am sure that different people with different perspectives have different reasons why, but what is the real answer? I tried to think about the answer myself, but my answer was only going in a circle, so I am not sure if there both correct or if only one of them are correct.
My second entry:
I was still thinking about my question, and I found out that there is only one correct answer. For example, if you believed in the religion of god choosing your future the logical people are wring and that god assigns a job for everyone and there are no possible ways to change it because god created it like that. On the other had from logical people, there are many different paths to a future, which you can control by your self. These two explanations are just like a puzzle piece, which will never fit. If your future was already assigned you are unable to change it and if you change your future, it was never assigned from the start. I will try and figure out how this can work out together.
The personal essential question is a question we wrote in class, which you want to learn more about or tall about. My first question was too personal, so I decided to change my question to "Can I, or am I able to change my future?" I will write down what I feel about my new question and see if I am able to expand on my ideas.
First entry:
I wonder if I am able to change my future if I approached a topic or a subject in a different matter. In religion they say that you were born to do one thing, which god/ the creator has assigned to you. But on the other hand parents and adults say that you can change the future if you try hard. I am confused about this because if we are able to change the future, that means that the religion is fake, or if the god or creator assigned you the future, which means you are unable to change your future from the start. For sure that it is unable to predict what the future will turn out like, but the two statements are contradicting them selves so I am a little confused about this question. I am sure that different people with different perspectives have different reasons why, but what is the real answer? I tried to think about the answer myself, but my answer was only going in a circle, so I am not sure if there both correct or if only one of them are correct.
My second entry:
I was still thinking about my question, and I found out that there is only one correct answer. For example, if you believed in the religion of god choosing your future the logical people are wring and that god assigns a job for everyone and there are no possible ways to change it because god created it like that. On the other had from logical people, there are many different paths to a future, which you can control by your self. These two explanations are just like a puzzle piece, which will never fit. If your future was already assigned you are unable to change it and if you change your future, it was never assigned from the start. I will try and figure out how this can work out together.
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