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PLEASE GIVE FEEDBACK ON HOW YOU FELT WHEN READING?

Posted on September 2, 2010 by admin| 2 Comments

“Yours”
At first sight, I did not know what to think. Never thought that I would be on the brink of,
fallin’ in love. I just want your arms around me. My arms around you. Tell me, can your
love be true. I will treat you the way a man is supposed to. Do I, qualify? To be
yours? I adore your every little movement. Your eyes, that cute laugh, and your
beautiful smile. Baby, just stay with me for a little while. I never would bring you
down. My aim is to lift you up. I never want to see you frown. Even when times
get tough. I want to be yours as well as you be mine. I want to be the one to
wipe your tears away if you start cryin.
Tis is my truest thoughts when you get hung in my mind.
This is your poem. In due time, I will find if it’s you I will
be holdin’. When I look in your eyes, it reminds me of better times, sweeter moments.
I honestly believe that you are heaven-sent. I know I would find pleasure in just pleasin’ you.
I somehow found a diamond in the rough, and that treasure is you!

Pain VS. Pain
Pain my friend, pain my enemy. Pain has made be blind, sometimes it has helped me see. I have come to terms that pain is a lesson I will never learn. Pain has made me strong, caused me to be weak. Pain has picked me up and knocked me off my feet. Pain is suffered long. Every soul has had a share. Pain has it’s own song and reassures that I actually care. Feeling pain is better than no feelings at all. Pain has made me cry, made me stand tall. Strength is small if you crumble in adversity. I have felt it hurting me, cursing me, and has brought out the worst of me. Pain breeds integrity. Pain has brought out the man in me. I have to be thankful for the knowledge, the blessings.That are brought forth, with pain’s testing. Building patience. Helps with proper preparation. Pain can draw one closer. Pain can cause separation. Brings change. Pain only carries you north or south. Instead of pain knocking you down, embrace that pain. It will make stout.
Prayer 4 Peace-
I am in this evil world. Wrapped, trapped up in sin. I try to forsake, but yet it always happens again. Trying to be strong. Be a man. My fate lies in the palms of my empty hands. Making what I can make of whatever gets thrown my direction. It’s hard when life shows no affection. My burdens are weighing down my existence. Certain that I must put up a struggle, some resistance. Keep fighting the good fight. Must walk the line that’s tight. I’m looking everywhere for the pieces to the puzzle. I’m reaching down the creases and kicking thru the rubble. I stay troubled. It seeks me out. At times I’m befuddled, my mind full of doubt. My head is in a fog, a thick haze. It’s hard trying to simply stay alive in what I label as these crazy days. Dear LORD grant me strength, bestow some might. I feel my eyes closing, slowly losing my sight. Hanging on by a thread to what I know is right. LORD let the light shine down on me. Life is full of surprises. Some sour, few that turn out sweet, but if not for the sour, a treat would not be sweet. Forever waiting on Judgement Day. Ready to comb the streets of gold. Overdue for a place where no lies are told. No merchandise bartered or sold. No stress over currency. That will be the day when I would be truly happy. I feel peace just within my grasp. My heart has turned cold. I have built up so much wrath. Felt alot of pain. Still though, when I see a smile it trickles on my soul like rain. My lessons I need to utilize. Many blessings I take for granted. Time to make a change and realize. I’ve came a long way but have even further to go. I will never know when it’s the end of the road. LORD I come with a prayer. A prayer for peace. Take all the pain away, make it cease. Rebuild me, I have sprung a leak. My ship is sinking. The devil has creeped in. Don’t let him win, Father. Help me with decisions that will make this life easier. Help me with my self-control during my time of leisure. I’m coming to YOU, LORD, my Teacher!

“Tick-Tock”

At first sight, what do you see when you look at a clock? I see a measurement of time that goes tick then tock. Never stops.
Time waits on no one.Not a soul, woman or man.
No one can withstand father time. It will break the best ones down.
Without reason, without a rhyme.
Time is an illusion? Or is it?
I can’t see it but still I feel it.
That is the way God made it, so that is the way we have to play it.
Time has no lawyer, no persons for it’s advocation.
Time has power, time can heal. Over time it can make the most honest men steal. Time places out meals.
Even the very thing that tells what time it is, will get wore down. Time is so real.
As time flies by in my mind, I can recollect on some times that were sweet. Some that were sour. I can hear that TICK that TOCK get louder and louder. It can take concrete and turn it into powder and dust.
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Why do I hear white noise when wearing headphones and walking through a metal detector?

Posted on August 27, 2010 by admin| 4 Comments

I’ve noticed when I’m walking through the detectors at the library while wearing headphones, I hear some sort of feedback coming from the headphones, regardless of whether they are plugged into anything. How and why does this happen?

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Starting poetry. Hows that sound?

Posted on August 10, 2010 by admin| 2 Comments

I started writing poetry I guess about 3 months ago. I have no experience at all and sometimes I feel like I can make a mess. Maybe its more just a story with thrown metaphor’s but I’d like to better my skills if I could get feedback. thanks
here is a sample. so basically what do you think. and how does the structure for a basic poem go. I assume alot more slimly written ha?
here’s the lates one i wrote.

(I now know everything my everything)
Has it ever occured to you, that you’d met a archyologist
One to have found his only treasure.
Have you ever wondered what it be like to serve your life on a battle field?
I would surely die that day for you companion, and wear my purple heart with glory.
It’s never occured to me I was a mighty morphing power ranger.
You change me so much a cameleon would be jealouse of it.
my faith of knowing a worthy deity bounded by a friendship i defend with my fellow templar
remember the days we missed those pins at the alley
well, i miss you more.
i sware that brownie we never had will never know the true meaning of being eaten.
well, you eat my heart out.
how was your day perfect? feel that vibe in your pant leg when you where happy to hear from me.
i sware if you saw me i was crunk skipping on hillsides with my butterfly friends.
because i ate them and they swim inside me to this day.
yep my day job was to visit you my heaven.
oh yea.
i found you haliuha, i found you dear how i prayed
amen.
oh yea.
you tingle me, i refuse to believe my foots asleep.
you caught me. more then a babys curiousity to understand masterbation
but shhhh watch.
in this dark room.
where am i?
all i remember is you looking back.
oh yea.
the movies
that was the night.
that was the day of sabbath.
i remember planting a heart.
the alpha of time.
the pb to my j the princess for my toad mentality.
centered around my ego you lit with c-4
when i blush and my palms glands work out its fever
you fed me a spoon full of passion the foundation of my genetics.
i was getting high off us.
i was finally a thug i been initated in the gang of love.
i need my dealer close.
i need you so close so i can melt over the sent of your morning breath.
gum, for that..
for…
what was i going to say?
all i see is you.
those lashes can scar the infatuation right out of my back.
oh yea. hot five to the nurse that diagnosted me with Limerence
what? oh yea i was going to put this freight here so i can.
be frozen by your timeless hourglass posture.
how do you like the work out cupcake face.
oh yea.
we make a good team we should get jerseys.
but id be doomed when you hike me the ball.
the lotion and shampoo vapors in your hair would pass me out.
lah de daa ha haa- lah de daa ha haa
and that mexican dress up sure looks exotic.
areeeeeba ey yai yai (lol)
putting that taco grin smack dab on my face.
how did for the love of parents plant such a secret garden.
with that rose you breath from over the lush smile that bloom.
all this nature you are would be the envy and poision ivy to persephone
and boy am i hungry im officially vegan for you.
im glad im not diabetic i enjoy my sweets.
those porsonline fingers with the nails made of crystal skulls infuse me with knowledge.
you are a sculpture of beauty.
may I hold your hand?
I wanna run with you from all these lustful bee’s.
no seriously run honey!
they are after you.
as we run we lose them in our tracks and the night gets horrific.
feeling tired are we my lady vampiress?
i gladly hand over this neck for your survival.
no need for drama just drink
no need for being a prick hey take a sip gorgeous
no need for being so jaded just try me i taste like gourmet sushi.
cause in the end i’ll die happy with you.
my last words would be “thank you for you! goddess of my life. my soulmate my neck is your dinner plate. good night love enjoy your midnight feast” :)

now i cant believe i posted this, oh well heh.

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Feedback on my personal statement?

Posted on August 8, 2010 by admin| 1 Comment

Prompt #1 (freshman applicants)

Describe the world you come from — for example, your family, community or school — and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations.

Do I need to change the format or anything?
I’m not applying for a UC, my gpa is just below the requirement, but the personal statement is for English class too -_-

My world is a conflicting one. What I wanted and believed about the world is the exact opposite of what my family sees. They believe that education and money is the most important thing in the world. The hardships back in China caused them to be solely focused on my future instead of my emotional needs as a child.
In my parents’ eyes, education was the most important thing in the world. They did not want me to be poor. They envision a future for me in which I was rich, with a big house and a high paying job. Their concern for my education overwhelmed me. My parents forgot that as a child, I needed encouragement and support instead of nagging and criticism about how I was doing at school. No matter if I get on a test, even as high as a 90, they would not congratulate me, instead they would criticized that I didn’t get a 100. Unknowingly, my parents made me feel worthless because they were never happy of what I achieve. I lost myself in their criticism about my grades and gave up in school. Eventually, I turned to focus what they never did for me, being supportive and a good person. My parent’s way of raising me forced me to realize that life is about so much more than money and education; it is about being a good person. My parents were good people, but they were also blinded by their past. As high school began, I matured a lot more mentally and instead of focusing on my parents pressuring me on grades, I focused on who I am. I went on a soul searching journey. Eventually, I learned to listen to my heart and learned never to give in to what others want because my life is my own, and it is the only one I have.
In the Chinese culture, showing affection of love was not encouraged. Although I knew my parents cared about each other, they never showed it with hugs or kisses that was the normality if American culture. The closest thing to affection that I saw between my parents was hooking arms around each other. Over the years, my parents argued more and more. I came to the realization that this was because they did not feel close and to me, the problem was the lack of affection. I did not want my life to end up like theirs, full of work and worries without love. I didn’t want to lose the people I cared about because I didn’t show them my feelings. From the state of my parent’s marriage, I now strongly believe in showing affection for the people you care about, from hugs to doing little things for them.
Although sometimes I am still tempted to follow my parent’s plan for my life, I have come to the realization that the most important thing is following your heart and treasuring the people around you. I have learned to appreciate my parent’s love and strictness but it has also made me realize that the worst thing to do is living someone else’s dreams for you instead of following what you want.

The point that I’m trying to say is that how my parent’s focus on my education and not my happiness as a person made me realize that school isn’t everything and being kind and a good person is what is important to me.

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Good Guys Vs. Jerks?

Posted on July 5, 2010 by admin| 2 Comments

Hey Peoples. I wrote this on My Myspace so this isn’t really a question I just want your feedback on what you think of my perspective of this Blog I wrote:

I always had not only a theory but a philosophy where their was an old saying that was once said “Not all nice guys finish last.” and the other term “All girls seem to want the Jerks.” I’ve tried to follow the 1st term but I guess in the end, things don’t always seem to stay that way. I mean, do all guys have to turn into a jerk just to get a girls attention? It’s kind of weird how back in the old days how girls would wait for a thing called a “Gentleman-Caller” where ‘Mr.Right’ happens to walk in the house for dinner and take the lovely daughter out and the fairy tale goes on from their. Now, It’s like love is not enough for girls these days. I guess when they learn the deceitful ways of how fun it is to have more then one “Love Partner” they feel like they own the world. Yes, I do believe in Karma and what goes around comes around back at you twice as hard. I should speak for the girls as well because their are guys that are pretty guilty themselves, And I just want to apologize on my their behalfs to all the “Honest and faithful” girls.
I had a friend who once said that Girls aren’t descent because Guys need to get descent themselves 1st. Also, that their are many girls in Texas who don’t want the everyday “Shakespeare Quoting” guy cause they want their man to be “Big Stuff” but on the contrary, they’ll choose Brawns over Brains anyday. I guess that is the question. “WHAT do girls want in a guy to keep them satisfied?” Alot of guys as well as girls experience heartache in a relationship they feel they’ve put a 100% effort to only to be put through pain and hurt when they wanted to experience the joy and Rush in being in love.Maybe some people learn nothing but heartache that eventually their going to start thinking “I guess I might as well be an asshole if every person I get with hurts me .” and then the next thing you know, you lose one good person left in this world .
That IS the risk when you think about it, You gotta be willing to risk heartache and pain if your wanting to be in love. I’m not giving up on love, I can Promise you that right now. I’ve been hurt alot and feel like I’ve been used and have thought about turning the other cheek from time to time. Somtimes people ask me “A.J, Why do you put up with so much B.S. ?” It’s cause sometimes I really don’t wanna believe in the reality that’s in front of me. Maybe, it’s cause God taught me to have faith and to never give up.
The best thing that you could do, as difficult as it may be, is to forgive the other person for their wrongdoings, and free yourself from the chains of the pain that they have inflicted on you. Consider yourself as wiser for the experience and gain knowledge from it that will benefit you in the future.
If you truly gave all of yourself in an effort to salvage a relationship, and consider yourself to be the victim, remember that the person who was ultimately responsible for the breakup, is the real victim, the victim of their own wrongdoings. They have ultimately cheated on themselves, or cheated themselves out of the opportunity to experience true love.
You are not the victim. You have been given the freedom to find true, unconditional love with someone much like yourself. They say that opposites attract. That may hold
true in some ways, but not when it pertains to how you view what a relationships makeup should be, and the values that you possess.
Always Remember that in the end in some cases you do have to be cruel to be kind but also, in the end, The Good guys always prevail and take home their valuable treasure !

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