Friday, January 27, 2006
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Gods on Earth
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
The Felling
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Heir-Less
Saturday, January 21, 2006
I Live! Ha ha ha ha!
I Live! Ha ha ha ha!
Betcha thought I was dead, right? Sorry to disappoint! :)
My mom and I had a meeting with the principal, someone from the Fullerton High School District, and Mrs. Wilson.
I was freaked out. I'd never been in the principal's office before. Any principal's office.
Anyway, I will be attending next semester as a junior.
Joy, I will see you in six days! ^_^
My last post (before the meeting) was pretty sad, wasn't it?
Betcha thought I was dead, right? Sorry to disappoint! :)
My mom and I had a meeting with the principal, someone from the Fullerton High School District, and Mrs. Wilson.
I was freaked out. I'd never been in the principal's office before. Any principal's office.
Anyway, I will be attending next semester as a junior.
Joy, I will see you in six days! ^_^
My last post (before the meeting) was pretty sad, wasn't it?
Thursday, January 19, 2006
“One Life to Live”
Winnie Khaw
11th grade
“One Life to Live”
First, I apologize for the unoriginal title.
11th grade
“One Life to Live”
First, I apologize for the unoriginal title.
Second, I do not ask for your sympathy, only your understanding. Please know that I am not so pretentious as to believe I may rectify every failure, every mistake I have made in my life. I am painfully aware that is impossible. However, I do wish to regain my life, and if I must lose another half year, so be it.
I have been ill for nearly a year, and that negative experience has deprived me of the opportunity to develop and grow as a normal, healthy junior. I do not feel adequate to the task of adjusting to 11th grade, not because of the academic challenge but because of the maturity required of me. I am not mentally prepared to face colleges and think of later goals.
In 10th grade I missed the most crucial time of the year. I received “credit only” in Theatre and P.E., F’s in chemistry and math for not taking the finals, and a B in Spanish for a project I could not finish. I missed out on clubs, extracurricular activities, and community service. I have not taken the PSAT nor the SATs.
Before that episode, I had achieved straight A’s, an accomplishment accompanied by wild cheering and an embarrassing dance of which I will make no further mention. I realize that some teachers believe the “stress” of my grades caused my illness, or, at least, exacerbated it. I would respectfully like to differ. The difficulties I encountered were mainly internal and genetic.
I attended Independent Study after I began to recover, but that cannot truly compare to scholastic life in the classroom with a teacher and students.
My schedule this year was the stuff of dreams, at least my fantasies, which are geeky like that. I despise myself for giving it up, but I would abhor myself even more for attempting what I could not offer the best of my ability.
I believe that rejoining the latter part of sophomore year and finishing what I have begun will be most conducive to a successful future life.
Thank you for your consideration and time.
Most sincerely,
Winnie Khaw
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Actively Depressed
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Birthday Coming Up!
Birthday Coming Up in Februrary!
Feb. 05, Sunday 1 pm - 7pm????
EMAIL ME ABOUT WHAT YOU WANT OR YOU'LL BE STUCK WITH WHAT I GIVE YOU!
I know this is a little early, but I'm already thinking of having my first birthday party! Yay!
1. People bring their laptops/music CDs.
2. Ask people what movies they want to watch. (A "James McAvoy marathon is a MUST)
Rory O’Shea Was Here, Macbeth, Bright Young Things, Children of Dune, Robin Hood Men in Tights, Sin City, Lord of the Rings, Green Snake, Wimbledon, The Shape of Things, etc
3. Arrange people into "stations." (at least 2 per station, can switch)
4. Improv games (scenes, "guess which movie/book/story", reverse)
5. (Talent Showcase!) Impromptu Lip-Sync, Sing Along, play instrument
6. Chinese Jump-rope?
7. Food (fruit, pastries, noodle)
PARTY FAVORS (Lecture DVDs/may borrow as many movies as desired)
PRIZE for person who participated most (movie DVD of choice)
GIFTS - must NOT be useless. Please go to Office Depot and get me a new pencil sharpener, lead pencils, erasers, paper, tape, anything like that. Thank you.
Anyone I should omit?
Grace
Caroline
Stephanie
Joy Y.
Joy R.
Catarina
Jessie
Tawny
Easter
Natalie?
Eugenia
Feb. 05, Sunday 1 pm - 7pm????
EMAIL ME ABOUT WHAT YOU WANT OR YOU'LL BE STUCK WITH WHAT I GIVE YOU!
I know this is a little early, but I'm already thinking of having my first birthday party! Yay!
1. People bring their laptops/music CDs.
2. Ask people what movies they want to watch. (A "James McAvoy marathon is a MUST)
Rory O’Shea Was Here, Macbeth, Bright Young Things, Children of Dune, Robin Hood Men in Tights, Sin City, Lord of the Rings, Green Snake, Wimbledon, The Shape of Things, etc
3. Arrange people into "stations." (at least 2 per station, can switch)
4. Improv games (scenes, "guess which movie/book/story", reverse)
5. (Talent Showcase!) Impromptu Lip-Sync, Sing Along, play instrument
6. Chinese Jump-rope?
7. Food (fruit, pastries, noodle)
PARTY FAVORS (Lecture DVDs/may borrow as many movies as desired)
PRIZE for person who participated most (movie DVD of choice)
GIFTS - must NOT be useless. Please go to Office Depot and get me a new pencil sharpener, lead pencils, erasers, paper, tape, anything like that. Thank you.
Anyone I should omit?
Grace
Caroline
Stephanie
Joy Y.
Joy R.
Catarina
Jessie
Tawny
Easter
Natalie?
Eugenia
Sunday, January 08, 2006
From Comedy-Zone - Sex, Sex, and What? More Sex
Frin Comedy-Zone - Sex, Sex, and What? More Sex
"Don't knock masturbation, it's sex with someone I love." Woody Allen (...more Woody Allen Quotes).
"The big difference between sex for money and sex for free is that sex for money costs less." Brendan Francis.
"There we were in the middle of a sexual revolution wearing clothes that guaranteed we wouldn't get laid." Denis Leary (...more Denis Leary Quotes).
"My classmates would copulate with anything that moved, but I never saw any reason to limit myself." Emo Philips (...more Emo Philips Quotes).
"It's better to be black than gay because when you're black you don't have to tell your mother." Charles Pierce.
"A fast word about oral contraception. I asked a girl to go to bed with me, she said 'no'." Woody Allen (...more Woody Allen Quotes).
"We had gay burglars the other night. They broke in and rearranged the furniture." Robin Williams.
"Life is a sexually transmitted disease and the mortality rate is one hundred percent." RD Laing.
"Love is the answer - but while you're waiting for the answer sex raises some pretty good questions." Woody Allen (...more Woody Allen Quotes).
"An intellectual is someone who has found something more interesting than sex." Edgar Wallace.
"Don't knock masturbation, it's sex with someone I love." Woody Allen (...more Woody Allen Quotes).
"The big difference between sex for money and sex for free is that sex for money costs less." Brendan Francis.
"There we were in the middle of a sexual revolution wearing clothes that guaranteed we wouldn't get laid." Denis Leary (...more Denis Leary Quotes).
"My classmates would copulate with anything that moved, but I never saw any reason to limit myself." Emo Philips (...more Emo Philips Quotes).
"It's better to be black than gay because when you're black you don't have to tell your mother." Charles Pierce.
"A fast word about oral contraception. I asked a girl to go to bed with me, she said 'no'." Woody Allen (...more Woody Allen Quotes).
"We had gay burglars the other night. They broke in and rearranged the furniture." Robin Williams.
"Life is a sexually transmitted disease and the mortality rate is one hundred percent." RD Laing.
"Love is the answer - but while you're waiting for the answer sex raises some pretty good questions." Woody Allen (...more Woody Allen Quotes).
"An intellectual is someone who has found something more interesting than sex." Edgar Wallace.
From GoodQuotes.com - Famous Last Words
From GoodQuotes.com - Famous Last Words
Noo these windows are ok to lean on.
Don’t worry it has airbags.
Hey what’s that buzzing noise?
Don’t worry its not that deep.
One time at band camp.
No, he doesn’t bite?.
Hey look a light at the end of the tunnel.
I can pass this guy.
My brakes are fine.
Nice doggy.
I think it's trying to communicate...
Noo these windows are ok to lean on.
Don’t worry it has airbags.
Hey what’s that buzzing noise?
Don’t worry its not that deep.
One time at band camp.
No, he doesn’t bite?.
Hey look a light at the end of the tunnel.
I can pass this guy.
My brakes are fine.
Nice doggy.
I think it's trying to communicate...
Stating the Obvious
Saturday, January 07, 2006
Snitched From Joy Because I'm Creepy Like That
Snitched From Joy Because I'm Creepy Like That
I can't believe I read the whole thing...I can't believe I'm actually taking the whole thing...
#1 In 2005 I... ( mean yes)
{ x } broke a promise (go back to school)
{ x } made a new best friend (myself)
{ x } fell in love (adore James Mcavoy)
{ x } fell out of love (stupid Tom Welling)
{ x } did something you swore never to do (swear in an Irish accent)
{ x } lied (countless times because you can never tell people exactly how depressed you are)
{ } stole
{ x } went behind your parents' back (I ate upstairs)
{ x } cried over a broken heart (it was all for myself, really)
{ x } hidden a secret (who I am, to myself and others)
{ x } pretended to be happy (when I'm around other people)
{ } got arrested (not yet, and never at the rate I'm going)
{ } got kissed in the rain
{ } slept under the stars
{ } kept your new year's resolution
{ x } forgot your new year's resolution (what was it again?)
{ x } met someone who changed your life (well, I SAW someone--James McAvoy)
{ x } changed your outlook on life (be happy, then successful, in that order)
{ x } sat home all day doing nothing (He he. Yes! Boredom galore)
{ x } pretended to be sick (so I could walk to the library. Am I a nerd?)
{ } left the country
{ x } almost died (while contemplating a knife or a pill?)
{ x } gave up something important to you (my sanity)
{ x } lost something expensive (my precious lead pencils!)
{ x } learned something new about yourself (I was actually all right before I became ill)
{ x } tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it (not going to school)
{ x } made a change in your life (resolution for next year--get better)
{x } found out who your true friends were (most people forgot I was alive)
{x } made a total fool of yourself (for my monologues in front of the mirror)
{ } met great people (not really, no)
Your Love Life....
Single/Taken? Single
How many relationships did you have? 2 1/2
How many break ups? They gradually fizzed out
2005 Friends and Enemies......
Did you meet any new friends this year? No
Did any of your friendships end? Yep. Most, in fact.
Did you dislike anyone? Oh yeah. The human race.
Did you get into any fights? Yes. (My mom)
Did you make any new enemies? No.
Did you resolve any fights? Yes. (My mom)
Who was your closest friend in 2005? My sister.
2005....The Holidays!
Did you have a Valentine? Nope.
Did the Easter bunny visit you? No, but Easter did.
Did u watch fireworks on the 4th of July? No.
Did you dress up for Halloween? No.
What did you do for Thanksgiving? Grouched.
Did you make a list of gifts for the holidays? No.
Did you receive what you wanted? No.
Were you good this holiday season? Excuse me while I was trying to be mentally stable.
2005 Your BIRTHDAY!!!
How old did you turn? 16
Did you have a cake? Never. I'll die.
What did you do for your birthday? Nothing.
Did you have a party? No.
Did you get any presents? I don't remember.
2005......The Memories and Accomplishments!
Funnest Memory? Watching Rory O'Shea Was Here.
Saddest Memory? Screaming at my dad.
Biggest Accomplishments? Getting over my illness.
Most Embarrassing Memory? Oh gosh, someone kill me now.
2005.....All about YOU....
Did you change at all this year? I think I've become a fuller person, if that makes sense.
Was 2005 a good year? Half of it wasn't.
Did 2005 bring any new insights? Oh yeah.
Do you think 2006 will top 2005? It had better.
Do you have any goals for 2006? Get into OCSHA for drama, get perfect grades so a college will actually accept me, recover completely and better than before, be nice to people
Do you wish 2005 wouldn't end? At some points no, and at some yes because I hate growing older.
Do you plan to do anything special for NYE 2006? I will.
Will you be kissing at Midnight? I doubt that very much.
I can't believe I read the whole thing...I can't believe I'm actually taking the whole thing...
#1 In 2005 I... ( mean yes)
{ x } broke a promise (go back to school)
{ x } made a new best friend (myself)
{ x } fell in love (adore James Mcavoy)
{ x } fell out of love (stupid Tom Welling)
{ x } did something you swore never to do (swear in an Irish accent)
{ x } lied (countless times because you can never tell people exactly how depressed you are)
{ } stole
{ x } went behind your parents' back (I ate upstairs)
{ x } cried over a broken heart (it was all for myself, really)
{ x } hidden a secret (who I am, to myself and others)
{ x } pretended to be happy (when I'm around other people)
{ } got arrested (not yet, and never at the rate I'm going)
{ } got kissed in the rain
{ } slept under the stars
{ } kept your new year's resolution
{ x } forgot your new year's resolution (what was it again?)
{ x } met someone who changed your life (well, I SAW someone--James McAvoy)
{ x } changed your outlook on life (be happy, then successful, in that order)
{ x } sat home all day doing nothing (He he. Yes! Boredom galore)
{ x } pretended to be sick (so I could walk to the library. Am I a nerd?)
{ } left the country
{ x } almost died (while contemplating a knife or a pill?)
{ x } gave up something important to you (my sanity)
{ x } lost something expensive (my precious lead pencils!)
{ x } learned something new about yourself (I was actually all right before I became ill)
{ x } tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it (not going to school)
{ x } made a change in your life (resolution for next year--get better)
{x } found out who your true friends were (most people forgot I was alive)
{x } made a total fool of yourself (for my monologues in front of the mirror)
{ } met great people (not really, no)
Your Love Life....
Single/Taken? Single
How many relationships did you have? 2 1/2
How many break ups? They gradually fizzed out
2005 Friends and Enemies......
Did you meet any new friends this year? No
Did any of your friendships end? Yep. Most, in fact.
Did you dislike anyone? Oh yeah. The human race.
Did you get into any fights? Yes. (My mom)
Did you make any new enemies? No.
Did you resolve any fights? Yes. (My mom)
Who was your closest friend in 2005? My sister.
2005....The Holidays!
Did you have a Valentine? Nope.
Did the Easter bunny visit you? No, but Easter did.
Did u watch fireworks on the 4th of July? No.
Did you dress up for Halloween? No.
What did you do for Thanksgiving? Grouched.
Did you make a list of gifts for the holidays? No.
Did you receive what you wanted? No.
Were you good this holiday season? Excuse me while I was trying to be mentally stable.
2005 Your BIRTHDAY!!!
How old did you turn? 16
Did you have a cake? Never. I'll die.
What did you do for your birthday? Nothing.
Did you have a party? No.
Did you get any presents? I don't remember.
2005......The Memories and Accomplishments!
Funnest Memory? Watching Rory O'Shea Was Here.
Saddest Memory? Screaming at my dad.
Biggest Accomplishments? Getting over my illness.
Most Embarrassing Memory? Oh gosh, someone kill me now.
2005.....All about YOU....
Did you change at all this year? I think I've become a fuller person, if that makes sense.
Was 2005 a good year? Half of it wasn't.
Did 2005 bring any new insights? Oh yeah.
Do you think 2006 will top 2005? It had better.
Do you have any goals for 2006? Get into OCSHA for drama, get perfect grades so a college will actually accept me, recover completely and better than before, be nice to people
Do you wish 2005 wouldn't end? At some points no, and at some yes because I hate growing older.
Do you plan to do anything special for NYE 2006? I will.
Will you be kissing at Midnight? I doubt that very much.
Friday, January 06, 2006
Shipwrecked on a Deserted Island (or the Books and Films I Really Love)
Dedicated to Joy (and incidentally for OCSHA)
Soaking wet with sea water, choking and three-quarters drowned, I would drag ashore Foreign Affairs by Alison Lurie, the Bible, the Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis in a special edition, Ben Hur by General Lew Wallace, and finally, David Copperfield by Charles Dickens. There. That ought to keep my apparently benighted existence busy for some time.
These marvelous classics and Pulitzer-Prize winners would, of course, defy destruction, though any lesser books perish. The Bible, after all, has survived translation. A little water is nothing after such a trial.
The sun beats down harshly on my yellow, soon to be brown, then peeling red, skin. I ponder what to do. Then I stare at the books. The books, stacked neatly on the beach, peer back innocently.
Look about for food? Build a shelter for myself? Read the survival book I did not bring because I could only save five books? Pshaw! No, I will nourish my mind! That, or die. I realize that I will, actually, and hastily withdraw the thought.
.
First, I would read the Bible, analyzing and symbolizing its many puzzles. By the time I am finished, I plan to have accepted God and Christ as my savior and so have my soul saved, if not my corporeal body, which would be slowly shrinking from its ample reserves.
Next I would read David Copperfield, for the very reason that it is as fat as the Cheshire Cat but much more charming. As I bask in the shade of a palm tree, probably starving to death, this book would sustain me in my hunger. I can always eat it. I could chew—literally—through the story as darling David embarks on his sprawling journey of self-discovery.
I rummage around in my dripping bag for a snack that can be salvaged. I doubt anything edible can—wait—can it be—a rectangular, flat shape—crackers—no—a video! No, videos! I am loved, I am blessed.
For what have I saved but the irrepressible Rory O'Shea Was Here, a movie that was touching, hilarious, and ultimately, heart-wrenching. And there is more!
Christmas, thou canst not compare. Flee, inferior season! Come, joy, to me, to me! Dancer, Prancer, Vixen—I become a little carried away by the sleigh of my delirious happiness.
And in my unworthy container lies Green Snake, Bright Young Things, Gandhi, and Wimbledon.
To my delight and utter shock, I discover a television with a video player conveniently situated nearby. A moldering skeleton sits propped in the chair in front of the screen, but I discreetly move it out of the way and take its place.
Something feels ... not right.
Ah, I see! I take the remote control from the corpse's rotting hand, pop in Bright Young Things, and prepare to be lavishly entertained by this social satire as I nibble—mentally—on the light-hearted and funny Foreign Affairs.
Then comes Wimbledon, with its cute, witty cast and script, and Green Snake, a deliriously beautiful film of silk and sensuality.
Cooing adoringly, I fawn over the faun Mr. Tumnus in Chronicles of Narnia, berate Eustace and Jill, kiss Peter soundly on the lips, and pat Lucy on the head.
Gandhi tastes terrible, but the movie is inspiring. Ben Kingsley transforms amazingly, I think as I spit out a corner of the tape.
Ben Hur comes last, as I wish to beat the main character about the face very painfully before I become like my rather dead companion sprawled ungracefully beside me.
I then sit back and expect to die.
Soaking wet with sea water, choking and three-quarters drowned, I would drag ashore Foreign Affairs by Alison Lurie, the Bible, the Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis in a special edition, Ben Hur by General Lew Wallace, and finally, David Copperfield by Charles Dickens. There. That ought to keep my apparently benighted existence busy for some time.
These marvelous classics and Pulitzer-Prize winners would, of course, defy destruction, though any lesser books perish. The Bible, after all, has survived translation. A little water is nothing after such a trial.
The sun beats down harshly on my yellow, soon to be brown, then peeling red, skin. I ponder what to do. Then I stare at the books. The books, stacked neatly on the beach, peer back innocently.
Look about for food? Build a shelter for myself? Read the survival book I did not bring because I could only save five books? Pshaw! No, I will nourish my mind! That, or die. I realize that I will, actually, and hastily withdraw the thought.
.
First, I would read the Bible, analyzing and symbolizing its many puzzles. By the time I am finished, I plan to have accepted God and Christ as my savior and so have my soul saved, if not my corporeal body, which would be slowly shrinking from its ample reserves.
Next I would read David Copperfield, for the very reason that it is as fat as the Cheshire Cat but much more charming. As I bask in the shade of a palm tree, probably starving to death, this book would sustain me in my hunger. I can always eat it. I could chew—literally—through the story as darling David embarks on his sprawling journey of self-discovery.
I rummage around in my dripping bag for a snack that can be salvaged. I doubt anything edible can—wait—can it be—a rectangular, flat shape—crackers—no—a video! No, videos! I am loved, I am blessed.
For what have I saved but the irrepressible Rory O'Shea Was Here, a movie that was touching, hilarious, and ultimately, heart-wrenching. And there is more!
Christmas, thou canst not compare. Flee, inferior season! Come, joy, to me, to me! Dancer, Prancer, Vixen—I become a little carried away by the sleigh of my delirious happiness.
And in my unworthy container lies Green Snake, Bright Young Things, Gandhi, and Wimbledon.
To my delight and utter shock, I discover a television with a video player conveniently situated nearby. A moldering skeleton sits propped in the chair in front of the screen, but I discreetly move it out of the way and take its place.
Something feels ... not right.
Ah, I see! I take the remote control from the corpse's rotting hand, pop in Bright Young Things, and prepare to be lavishly entertained by this social satire as I nibble—mentally—on the light-hearted and funny Foreign Affairs.
Then comes Wimbledon, with its cute, witty cast and script, and Green Snake, a deliriously beautiful film of silk and sensuality.
Cooing adoringly, I fawn over the faun Mr. Tumnus in Chronicles of Narnia, berate Eustace and Jill, kiss Peter soundly on the lips, and pat Lucy on the head.
Gandhi tastes terrible, but the movie is inspiring. Ben Kingsley transforms amazingly, I think as I spit out a corner of the tape.
Ben Hur comes last, as I wish to beat the main character about the face very painfully before I become like my rather dead companion sprawled ungracefully beside me.
I then sit back and expect to die.
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