swollen eyes

I finished the drama "One Liter of Tears". It's a J-drama about a girl named Aya Ikeuchi and she has spinocerebellar degeneration and her trials and hardships in her life. Spinocereballar degeneration makes it so the patient slowly loses control of their own body. Her life story inspires me. How does she manage to stay so positive when her body is the reason for her disabilities? How does she stay so positive when her mind is working perfectly, but her body is useless? If I were in her place, I would complain all the time, and I would say that life isn't fair. And although Aya thought that God was unfair to her because she had the disease, she learned to accept herself for who she was. After watching this, I feel that I have not been very appreciative about the gifts that I have. I now know that walking, speaking, writing and more are all gifts. They are not to be taken for granted. Why should I, a girl who is perfectly healthy and has no issues with her own body, be upset about life when there are so many people out there who are sick and are struggling just to survive?

At times like this, I wish I could be a doctor. Sadly I have no interest in medicine, nor do I have the diligence or the brains to be a doctor. But I think just watching this drama and learning a lesson in life, will help me be more positive about life. Thank you Kitou Aya.

thank you

Normally I wouldn't post twice a day, but I have to give thanks publicly.

Thank you Nickelodeon. Thank you for creating The Avatar, possibly my most favorite cartoon. The last episodes today were amazing. I had the same sensation watching the last episodes when I was reading the last book of Harry Potter.

Maybe Nickelodeon will conquer the Disney Channel Empire and be the new dictator of the world. I wouldn't mind that at all. I would actually give up my title as dictator...well maybe not. But if you can make a show like The Avatar all power to you to rule the world.

disney is magical, too magical

I was watching E! and I swear, every time I watch that show, there is something Disney related. I am 16 and I still enjoy a vast majority of the Disney Channel shows. Also, I am one of the many hopeless teenage girls who fell in love with the Jonas Brothers and Zac Efron. So what is it about Disney that sucks you in like crack? Well, that question is a bit too vague so I think I'm going to break it down a bit more.

1) What is the phenomenon that is... HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL?

Exhibit A: I don't really understand why so many people, including myself, have gone crazy for High School Musical. Seriously, what is the big deal? The story is a bit on the lame side and all of the songs are cliche, but I still find myself singing along to "breaking free" and "gotta go my own way". Let's look at "gotta go my own way" more closely.



Vanessa Hudgens is singing this song, not because she is going far far away from Zac Efron. Oh no, she is singing this song because she is not working in the same venue as dear zac. Now I am sure that there is a bit more meaning to this song, but when I first watched this, I didn't really understand. So she quit, good for her. She is going her own way, why the hell is Zac trying to keep her from that? I just thought of a way better song to analyze. Zac Efron's "bet on it".



This song is all sorts of wrong. Admit it, when all of you saw this song the day HSM2 debuted you were all squirming and trying to avoid the awkwardness that is Zac Efron. I don't know why he thinks that he is in West Side Story but that number made me want to leave the room and come back five years later. But I still play this song on my iTunes and sing along, even though the song reminds of the scene that gives me nightmares.

2) What is it about Hannah Montana that makes the whole nation want to get up and dance?

Exhibit B: Here is a Southern belle that knows her stuff. NOT! Really? Miley Cyrus is cute and all but have you seen her youtube vlogs with her friend mandy or manny or whatever her name is? It's teenagers on crack. I don't really understand why all of the young girls across the nation wants to be like Hannah Montana. I don't know about you, but I grew up with the wholesome Cabbage Patch Kids and Pound Puppies. Now these young girls want to where an ugly ass blonde wig and wear makeup like a whore. It is truly unfortunate, but I still love the show Hannah Montana. I have no idea why, but I always catch myself watching reruns all the time.

3) Why was Camp Rock such a success?

Exhibit C: Camp Rock. Where to start with Camp Rock. Well let's start with this. I love the Jonas Brothers (I'll rant about them in another blog) even though they are tid bit homo. My friend, empressck and I had a Camp Rock night where we watched the premiere of Camp Rock in my living room. Now we were really excited about this movie and we had high hopes that the movie would be good. Disney has done it again. They crushed my hopes and dreams that Disney will one day make a good movie. In actuality, Camp Rock was...really bad. No joke, the plot was stupid, Demi Lovato pissed me off half the time, and there were those random ass dancers that are now relatively popular on Disney Channel. Not only that, Nick and Kevin were in the movie for a good ten minutes and during those ten minutes, Kevin was, oh how do you put it lightly, Kevin was A LOT HOMOSEXUAL. Why must Disney hurt me so? And now E!News is saying the Camp Rock may have been better than HSM!!! THE LIES THAT I MUST ENDURE! If Camp Rock is better than HSM than I am the next Mao Zedong. Now I will admit that Demi Lovato's voice blew me away and I loved her song with Joe Jonas.



But the other songs, like We Rock, ect. were all bad. Also, what the hell was up with that random ass girl winning the talent show in the end? I don't even remember her freaking name.

Well it seems that this blog proved nothing. There is nothing about HSM, Hannah Montana or Camp Rock that will explain why they are such a phenomenon. But there is something that we, the nation, have established.


Disney Channel is the dictator of the whole entire world and they make is very hard for me, to arise as dictator of the world. they also obviously put drugs in the civilian's water so that we, the victims, will fall hopelessly in love with all of their stupid t.v. shows and movies.

seriously

In the lovely city of Sacramento, it was about 100 degrees outside and it was extremely smoggy and gross. I of course was enjoying the lovely afternoon inside watching some T.V. But I felt the sudden urge to eat a nectarine and so I went into the garage to get some. Mind you the door leading to the garage has NEVER been locked before. I step out into the hot garage and I hear the door close behind me. It normally isn't a big deal and I just went to the refrigerator to get a nectarine. After I got my sweet treat I went back to the door and pushed the handle down, but it wouldn't budge. I was really confused and I tried to push the handle down harder and push the door at the same time. Still the door wouldn't move. I was locked out. Of course, knowing the world, not only was I locked out, but I had nothing on me. No phone, no wallet, nothing. I went into the backyard hoping that I left a window open...nope; everything was locked. I had to resort to walking to a neighbor's house and asking if I could use their phone. In the end, Maggie was my life saver and called her aunt to pick me up. Thank goodness for that

potato chips

today my dad, my mom, and i decided to sit down and have a nice family meal. of course the family meal consisted of kentucky fried chicken (we need to go grocery shopping. no joke) and we were all clogging up are arteries, but it was still nice to sit down and eat together. we had an interesting conversation and i will translate it all for your viewing pleasure:

mom: "yohboh, this week is pastor parks birthday."
dad: "oh really? that's nice"
me: "how old is he going to be?"
mom: "the same age as me."
me: "... umm 54?"
mom: "yes."
dad: "huh i thought pastor park was a lot younger"
mom: -.- "he is young"
me: "hehehehehe"
dad: "sorayah, your turing 15 or 16 this year right?"
me: "appa... i'm already 16."
dad: "so you're turning 17???"
me: -.- "yeah"
dad: "jeesus"
me and mom: -.-
dad: (mumbling to himself) "sora...17. jungah...21. aery...27....)
mom: "yohboh. don't forget to buy ramen tomorrow"
me: "and tortilla chips. we have a lot of salsa but no tortilla chips"
dad: "okay. ramen and potato chips."
me: "no appa. TORTILLA chips"
dad: "okay" scribbling down the grocery list "sorayah? you wanted potato chips right?"
me: "NO appa i want TORTILLA chips please"
dad: "okay."

that was the end of our conversation and i have this strange feeling that i'm going to come home after class tomorrow and see the cabinet full of potato chips.