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Earthquake in California/2nd Blog Post

Who knew a vacation could turn out unbearable so quickly? No one in my family would think of experiencing such a thing, especially on our vacation.

My family and I were excited to visit California, especially my sister. She and I wanted to try so many foods before going back to Colorado, most notably snail(lololol. We can stomach a lot of things). There was this Asian garden mall that we would always go to whenever we visited California. As expected, we went there again. My sister got an adorable bunny hat, and the ears could move! A certain amount of people would comment about the hat and ask where we got it haha. My family and I went to so many places there. San Diego was perfect to go around and eat food. There was this particular restaurant I was fond of, Bonchon. They served the most heavenly fried chicken I had ever tasted in my ENTIRE life. It was so delightful to eat! The crunchiness was so exquisite, I could not fathom how they were able to maintain that level of crispness and also preserve the flavor inside it as well. I would recommend that place to anyone who loves to eat chicken(side note: I finally found out that Colorado also has this restaurant! I’m so excited!)! The food was not the only thing that made that vacation memorable. Los Angeles was a city full of wonders. First off, the Huntington Library was just phenomenal. The gardens and inside there were so beautiful and so well-kept. Now, the library was full of artifacts that were worth more than my life. The paintings inside there… they were so alluring and so astonishing to look at. As for LACMA, I could not believe how creative people could be. There was an artist who used only cigarettes to create an entire tiger mat. My experience in both the library and LACMA were some of the best memorable memories during my trip. Speaking of memorable, no other memory was as memorable as the very day I experienced an earthquake.

It was unnerving. Before that day, there was another earthquake, but I could barely feel it. This time, it was more major. It was a 7.1 earthquake. It happened at around 8:10 PM. I was at the Asian garden mall again because there was a night market there. My family and I wanted to try some of the food there. There was delicious squid and banh khot(a Vietnamese dish). Everyone was rather calm at first. But then, someone kept on shouting to move. There were a lot of concerned murmurs around me. Then it hit me. For some reason, the surroundings around me seemed to look strange. I felt myself rock around, as if I was on a cruise ship. Many people were pointing at something. Then I looked up and witnessed what they saw. There were two very tall pillars by the entrance that was holding up a Chinese-styled roof, and it was swaying. I felt the earth rumble again, and everyone around me said to get out of the way. No one knew whether or not the the two pillars would give way and plummet, either towards the people outside, or towards the building right behind it. My family and I only stared at it while holding our ground, waiting to see what would happen next. Thankfully, the earthquake subsided and no one was hurt. I couldn’t believe it. Two earthquakes in a row and the aftershock of yesterday’s earthquake was even worse. I was scared. I didn’t know what would happen tomorrow. There could’ve been a third one. I was conflicted. I didn’t know if I would make it back to Colorado safely. I desperately wanted to go back because I knew that if something even more terrible would happen, I was not in control.

Well, my trip to California was definitely something to remember. I am just thankful that my family and I weren’t at the heart of the earthquake and we were safe. It was a lesson to remember. If I was to take away something from that day, I had to remember something. I had to remember that my life could be stripped away from me just as quickly as I was given it.

Blog Post: Things Fall Apart Analysis using a Post-Colonialism Lense

Chinua Achebe’s book goes in depth with the topic of post-colonialism from the second part towards the end. Okonkwo has been heavily impacted by the entry of white missionaries into Africa. His son accepted their religion and Okonkwo abandoned him, his mother’s motherland was influenced by them, and Umoufia crumbled right before his eyes. Chinua Achebe goes through the negative impact the white missionaries had on Okonkwo specifically. In the beginning, Okonkwo was a strong-willed person. He was mighty and he showed no sign of fear. He was “well known throughout the nine villages and even beyond… he had brought honor to his village by throwing Amalinze the Cat” (Achebe 1). From what the beginning states about Okonkwo, his characteristic seems like he is unlikely to cower down to anything. This statement turns out to be true for the most part after the white missionaries came. He was against them coming to his homeland and he was against his son being influenced by them. However, his continuity has stopped after his final decision at the end of the book. After Okonkwo killed one of the messengers, the District Commissioner and his people came looking for him when “they came to the tree from which Okonkwo’s body was dangling, and they stopped dead” (Achebe 178). Okonkwo is seen as the pinnacle of African culture and African values. He catered deeply to his tribe’s customs, he was stern with his sons, he was strict with gender roles, and he was devoted to his tribe’s religion. Since his character has these traits, his death is significant. His death is the death of African traditions and customs after the white missionaries stepped foot onto his land. He was once a high and mighty person, but his position was taken away, his religion was fading, and his purpose was gone.

In the end, even Okonkwo was influenced by the whites. At first, he was strongly against the majority of everything the white missionaries came to Africa for. Slowly, Okonkwo witnesses the people of his mother’s motherland succumb to the whites’ influence, his son following Mr. Brown, and Umoufia eventually crumbling. The world that he once knew has become foreign to him. That is why his last decision was unmanly and cowardly for him. Okonkwo committing suicide is something that is extremely unexpected of him because the book portrays him as a powerful and determined being. Even his masculinity had crumbled after the white missionaries came

Post-Colonialism in Things Fall Apart shows the consequences the white missionaries have on the Africans. Through this lense, Okonkwo’s world has turned upside down, leading to his death.

Why Does Day and Night Exist?

Long ago, there was no such thing as darkness. The sky was always sky blue. No human felt the need to sleep because it was always so bright out. There were also two dragons that conquered the sky. One was flame and the other was ice. The Flame Dragon was called Amon and was headstrong and proud. The Ice Dragon, who was known as Kai, was not so different from him. Both of them clashed frequently because both wanted to be better than the other. One day, their quarrels turned into something more. Enraged, both dragons spilled blood upon the sky. Blood was spilled so much that the sky turned as black as a crow’s feathers.

Once their battle ended, both dragons were so injured that none could call upon victory. The Celestial Dragon heard of this fight and he was enraged. He used his ability to control thunder in order to summon Amon and Kai. He scolded them for acting rashly. The Celestial Dragon was so disappointed in them that he cursed them. He gave them the curse of rebirth. The Celestial Dragon stripped the dragons of their position in the Celestial Kingdom. Once he was done scolding them, they fly away from the kingdom, leaving trails of blood behind.

Amon and Kai recovered their injuries quickly and the sky became sky blue once more. But their hatred for each other grew even more and they clashed once more. Again, the sky turned obsidian and the Celestial Dragon became even angrier. He summoned them again and cursed them. He bellowed,

“Since you two love fighting each other, once you begin injuring each other, you cannot stop until both of you are dead.” He kicked them out and they recovered swiftly.

The dragons never learned their lesson, and before they knew it, the dragons were caught in bloodshed. Before long, both of them killed each other. Out of their bodies, orbs of light formed, illuminating the bloodied sky. The humans called this event stars. The light orbs eventually clustered together, giving birth to Amon and Kai. The cycle continued over and over again. The humans called their fight day and their deaths night.

Ophelia's Song Analysis

To think that the Ophelia who sings a song is the same person before her father’s death… it’s truly ominous how a death can completely change a person’s mentality and sanity. In one moment, Ophelia is completely fine, and in the next moment, it seems as if Hamlet had transferred his insanity to her. In the beginning of the play, Ophelia is shown to be calm and collected, but after Polonius died, her attitude completely turned around and headed for the worst, ultimately drowning herself. Deep down, it makes me wonder what is truly genuine with her. Is her calm and collected attitude really that true to her character?

Anyway, that is where the song comes in. The song reveals who she really is and what she really is thinking. It gives her the opportunity to express her raw emotions. It’s unfortunate that Ophelia does not have a mother to watch over her at her age. Perhaps that is why Polonius is to precious to her, because that is one of her main sources of love. Ophelia cries out, “He is dead and gone, lady, / He is dead and gone” (IV. V. 34-35). She is referring to herself as lady, as if she is imitating what other people have told her. She is reliving the moment when they told her what had happened to her father. It is engraved in her memory and the way she chose to release her emotions is reliving that moment again. Then, she talks about Hamlet, and how she is “a maid at your window, / To be your Valentine” (IV. V. 55-56). She reveals how she thought Hamlet and her were destined to be together. It is said in the past that the first woman a man sees on Valentine’s Days is his true love. She alludes to this saying, enforcing her feelings of disbelief towards Hamlet.

Filled with grief and loss, Ophelia uses repetition once more to emphasize her despair. She asks, “And will he not come again? / And will he not come again? / No, no, he is dead. / Go to thy deathbed. / He never will come again” (IV. V. 213 – 217). In the beginning, she is still in denial that her father is gone. But as she realizes, she tells him to go to his deathbed. However, she might be telling that to herself as well, for she died right after. Perhaps she was telling herself to go to her deathbed as well. This part of the song can also mean two other things: she is referring to true love and Hamlet. First off, her true love will never come again, as Hamlet has killed it off. She may be telling true love to go to his deathbed because she too no longer wants it to live as well. Secondly, she can also be referring to Hamlet. The Hamlet she knows now has completely changed from the first time she knew him. The Hamlet she once loved will never come back to her. The Hamlet she once knew has died. Her eventual realization that all three of those have died away, leaving her alone to suffer.

To Cry or Not to Cry

To cry or not to cry

to let go or not to let go –

That is the question.

Whether It hurts more to let go

or whether it hurts more to hold on

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To be silent, with each departure presenting a step

to loneliness.

Saying “goodbye”

knowing you will never come back

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Staying together

knowing that we won’t last long

*

I want to erase every memory with you

I won’t have to suffer like this if I do

But can I really forget you?

I can’t let you go, but I have to

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Forgive me

for loving you too much.

I’m afraid you’ll disappear

even though this life was not meant for us

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It hurts the most,

choosing a decision

that will make me suffer for a lifetime

in exchange for the happiness

of many

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Today, tomorrow, until the day I die

I hope I don’t forget.

In this life, and in the next one,

I’m waiting for you, always

I was watching this sad, depressing, but beautifully written korean drama, Hotel del Luna, and I just had to write this lol. I needed to vent my sadness for the characters SOMEWHERE.

Not: The soliloquy’s speaker is a character in the drama 😦 I’m sorry, but it’s just so sad.

Advice on Taking AP Classes

It’s kind of like an eye for an eye, except that the end of the bargain is always worse for you. It’s more like a soul for insanity. Definitely the best bargain out there… It will tear slowly but surely at your life. You will become a machine knowing nothing except suffering, not even the information needed for the AP exam. You will exchange your free time for a crying session as you attempt to consume the vast knowledge in your puny brain, but to no avail. Tears are a luxury to you now. You will buy other expensive textbooks, hoping that it will increase your score. You will go to class, but because you are expected to know everything already, you are put at a level foreign to you. You try to grasp the material, but you are already too far behind and you have no choice but to cram the night away. Your grade is drastically going down and now all you can think about is increasing it. You’re now no longer doing it for the exam, you’re doing it for the weighted grade. You brought too many things on your plate. You won’t be able to finish it without sacrificing one of them. This three-course meal fills you up, claiming your time, claiming your money. You see no light at the end of the tunnel, but you see your inevitable failure. You will no longer know the meaning of life anymore as you mindlessly finish your busy work one by one. This is but another check mark.

So my advice to you is, don’t put too many things on your plate. You will left some unfinished and it will rot in your mind, engulfing you from life.

Sonnet of Power

The burning lion rises to conquer thee

Hail the chosen one! For those who defy

shall face the searing claws of agony

Her lion’s dance scorches through the battle cry

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Piercing through fire, war is her battleground

Not even Death shall be worshiped by her

Slithering through without a single sound

blood splatters delicately on her fur

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Never tamed, her subjects lie down in fear

The sanguinary throne waits for her roar

The blazing sun engulfs the crimson tear

Her kingdom faces a new dawn of war

*

Chipped fangs dare to grace her authority

Their craving for pow’r grumbles eerily

Blog Post: Poem on the Little Boy in “The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas”

Darkness seeps in with every whimper.

Tired and caged. He shrivels like a stick

Wondering when, wondering why

the dust swirls so harshly

*

The children eye him in realization,

as they feed on his agony.

The more his life is meaningless,

the more their lives are meaningful

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Their fangs seep into his skull

Draining him of his humanity

so that their lives will be like God’s

Devils disguised as Angels

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So long as they thrive, he will suffer.

Like water, he is their survival

Like fire, they are his demise

He must face Darkness so that they thrive in Light

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He is risen, he is King, hail the Messiah!

The Light within their Blight

Even the most innocent-looking are sinners.

The clock strikes three as the cross rises

*

He is untouchable,

his presence so life-threatening,

but he is their savior.

He is their awakening.

*

He has made their lives perfect

at the expense of his sacrifice.

Like Judas’ kiss, they loved him

but only so that they can live

*

But he is not alone.

The last breath has been uttered

At last, he has found rest, along with the ones

who walk away from Omelas.

Speaker: An observer of the people in Omelas

Audience: The people in Omelas/ people who knowingly cause suffering of other people(I guess)/ people who are witnessing the little boy’s death(up to the reader’s interpretation honestly)

Situation: The little boy who is tortured at the beginning is metaphorically hung up on a cross and dies at the end of the poem.

Shift: The fifth stanza, where it alludes to Jesus Christ

Tone: Direct

Mood: Grave

Thesis:

Although the helpless little boy is condemned by the people in Ursula K. Le Guin’s “The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas”, he is portrayed as the vessel that delivers prosperity to them in exchange for his suffering, alluding to the foreboding sacrifice of Jesus Christ.

“Mirror” Poem Blog Post

The poem begins immediately with a comparison between the mirror and silver. This comparison explains its worth in the eyes of the person looking at the mirror. But when the poem states that the mirror meditates most of the time, I think it shows how disposable the mirror can be to a person. The person only uses the mirror for one purpose and won’t associate with it any other time of the day until that person comes back with an urge to see a reflection. Thus, the person treasures the reflection more than the mirror. The mirror is there only for convenience, as reflections aren’t only where mirrors are.

The lake calls the candles or the moon liars, insinuating that they don’t present a truthful image. Despite presenting the woman what she really looks like, and despite presenting the woman the truth about her, the lake is ironically met with a fit of fury from her. However, despite the dramatic reaction coming from her, she eventually makes her way back, showing her vanity and obsession with how she looks. She spends her time constantly at the lake, looking at herself, wasting her life away. I assume she has been drowning herself in her reflection ever since she was young, as it says in the poem, “In me she has drowned a young girl” (Plath). She has been too preoccupied with herself and fails to experience youth. Day by day, she fawns over herself, only to realize that whenever each passing day comes back, her youth will continually disappear and instead of seeing her youthful appearance, she will only see the wrinkles that stain her face.

Literary Analysis of 1984

  1. Symbol: 

The chessboard is presented throughout 1984 and symbolizes the type of game Big Brother is playing with the people of Oceania. Winston, the outer party, and the proles, represent the black chess pieces, because, “In no chess problem since the beginning of the world has black ever won” (Orwell 289). Big Brother represents the white chess pieces, as Winston notices that a, “huge face gazed back at him, full of calm power. White always mates” (Orwell 289). However, the situational irony is that Winston himself is using a “white knight” to win the chess game against the “black horde” even though he is strongly against the party(Orwell 291). He is aiding Big Brother in oppressing the outer party and the proles. He is permitting the existence and immortality of Big Brother by allowing his mind to be constantly consumed by him. The chessboard shows that Big Brother is only able to win if he is given the power and strength from those who are lower than him. If no one is there to move the chess pieces in his stead, then his existence will be forgotten and he will be stripped away from his throne of power. In other words, Big Brother only lives through those who remember him. 


2. Motif:

The recurring symbol of the Victory gin represents the party’s control over how the people of the party perceive Big Brother’s society. The simile regarding the Victory gin explains that it is “like nitric acid” and has “the sensation of being hit on the back of the head with a rubber club… the world began to look more cheerful”(Orwell 5). The physical aspect of draining one’s view of a dark society is similar to the mental deterioration of one’s determination to uphold a belief different from the party. After Winston eventually gives into Big Brother’s principles, he forces himself to drink gin despite the terrible taste because it, “was his life, his death, and his resurrection” (Orwell 294). The party forces him to be dependent on the gin, which indirectly allows the party to control his life because he cannot live without it. The frequent appearance of the Victory gin shows that they are always in control regardless of the situation.

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