My Stuff

   Being stuck in a certain place can be scary. Since that meant to have no change, no freedom, and worse of all- no choices( which kind of equals to "no freedom", but their meaing differs in some point). Anyhow, if I was to be stuck in a small crammed place with only so many people I will choose to bring the ones listed bellow. 1.A laptop that has internet connection and all the other basic elements a computer should have. 2. A note book. 3. A digital video camera. 4. A sketch book. 5. Something to write and make record with. I suppose the reason for wanting to bring a laptop is pretty obvious, since being born at a time period in which " everyone uses internet", internet has become an important part of not just me, but everyone's life. Besides a computer made lots of things such as reading, and gaming possible with instant clicks.
There eventualy will, however, when staring at the computer became an agonizing torture. When the videos were played and replayed, and the "hottest" tunes of the months were circling in your head. For that time, I will use a sketch book and notebook to entertain myself. Like Anne, if you want the resemblence. And of course, inorder to actually make use of the note and sketch book, I have to have something to write and draw with. So I suppose that explains my fifth object than.

What Do You Want To Be?

Although most people( people in a couple of classes that I know of) heavily criticized the diary of Anne Frank as a sexist, overly dramatic, and tedious work of art, I find it satisfying somehow. Yet, I don't think it's exactly my to say since I had never really read the book. My knowledge of Anne Frank was entirely dependent upon a brief summary from the text book and Mr. McCool 's lecture during class. Anyhow, I was completely off topic and I do apologize for any inconsistency I may have somehow costed you. Anyway, I decided that the character that I would like to be is Margot- Anne's sister, just incase you don't know. Margot was generally a quiet, calm, peaceful, sensitive, amicable, shy, and lovable person. Meaning that she wouldn't have much of a dialogue or acting to do( I'm gifted with acting disabilities). I don't think any of the other characters would suit me in any way, since I had absolute zero connection to all of them. I am not as active as Anne, as chattery as her mother( Or is it another woman? I can't remember. Told you I didn't read the book. If you are interested, check out Holt Reader or English Text Book), or as picky as...um...someone....I forgot her name. So I suppose Margot is really the character that I most resemble to throughout the whole play. And that will be the end of my journal writing for today, thank you for your time.

Trapped!

According to the studies, small and condensed areas are often the ones that leadas to Melancholia, Schizophrenia and all kinds of other mental disorders. In other words, a small crammed space is meant to drive people insane. Yet there are times when fate simply decided to act cruel and your life did a drastic turn backwards. Than Boom! All of a sudden you will find yourself crammed into a small room highly populated yet contained a small amount of population indeed. Reason: Undersize living space, just as simple as that. I'm not trying to say that anyone who chose to live in that kind of place are destinied for a painful death, bur rather that they have a higher possiblity of doing so. Anyway, there are some good things about living with your famlies and close relatives. One, lots of time alone. Two, Lots of free time. Three, Quiet. As in for the downhill side, people may get lonely, bored, mentally disable and all sorts of things can happen. Putting myseld into this kind of situation, I would probably read and write all the time. Or perhaps try to do something that I would normally set aside for later just to occupy my more than enough time. such as: Studying?

Why?

Before I start this journal, I just want to let all of you( especially Mr. McCool) understand that due to the time being, my assignment this time will be short and to the point. Parts of the content my be offensive, so if you felt offended, no offense. Anyway, I think the reason the Nazis felt that there is need to eliminate all Jews was because of them feeling threatened by their level of inteligence and their high positions. Reason? It's fairly simply to me actually. In my own opinion, which may or may not be correct, I say that the Nazis are lacking of confidence and pride. I'm not saying that their hatred for Jews were unreasonable ( ok, maybe they are. But that's not the point) but what they should have done was to beat JEws in all kinds of ways, instead of going behind their backs and murder(sort of)them. Yet due to the time being, when Germany was blanketed under poverty, moralities and faiths can be waver and fade away as people fought for their own survival. Another quality in which I thought feared the Nazis were the JEw's strong interepretions and faiths towards their own religon. THeir faith unites them together as a whole, making them something close to unbeatable. And besides, at that time the Jewish were claiming the hgihest positions on the society food chains whihc made them sound even more dangerous.

Luck?

Although his intelligence and courage also take partial credit, I think Brain's survival is mainly dependent on his good luck. What are the chances of a twelve year old who has no survival training survviving in the a canadian wilderness? Not to high, I suppose. Many of the key events of his story such as making fire, finding a suitable shelter had all been a total coinsidence. And I fubd it a little bizare that he had never been truly attacked by a wild carivorous animal,  it's all about luck I suppose. For those who held deep admiration for Brian, I did not mean to offend you. Those above are simply my personel opinion. Anyway, although Brain was indeed very dependent on his luck, some of his past experiences and knowledge did assist him in diverse ways. Such as the process of making a ladder, the art of making a fire ( Not excactly the correct/succesful way, more of a basic understanding), and the importance of optimism during times of hardships( Great teacher he got there). Those knowledge also played a significant role in his survival. Now building upon his old knowledge, Brain developed some new knowledge such as how to really make a fire which helped him survive. As in for me, I wouldn't excactly say that I had one of those big getaways some other people like Brain do. Yet there are times in which luck had fallen upon me, and allowed me to win like perhap a pencil in the Christmas lotery this year.

What Makes Fire?

While Brian fumbled through the forrest, trying his best to survive on his own. He had made sevreal attempts on making a fire, a warm red glow that can light up both the fearsome  dark nights and his future as a loner in an environment that seemed to be against him. "Making a fire" isn't something you will expect to learn in a science class or be tested on in any standerlized test, so Brain has no real knowledge of fire making which can be extremely dangerous. Yet due to the fact that he had been absorbing imformation his teachrs, television and so on, he was able to actually have a a basic concept of fire making. That, is misleading, however since " rubbing two sticks together", something that was always demonstrated on television is actually quite diffucult to accomplish. Brian's failing is actually quite common, in fact, it would be will be rather suprising if he actually succeeded making a fire using two sticks. The night after Brian's attemp to rub two sticks together and make a fire he was attacked by a porcupine, he was wounded but
I chose to view this matter as a lucky thing. If it wasn't for the porcupine, Brian would never throw his hatchet, and without doing that he will never be able to make a fire. Anyway, you can interpret it whatever you like. As in for the conditions necessary to make a fire, Brian needed twigs to burn on, his hatchet to actually start the fire...

My Winter Holiday

To be perfectly honest, this winter holiday had been tedious. I was stuck home for most of the time, and as time pasts, even the thought of chatting/gaming/Tv watching... things that would normally appeal to me sickened me. The only time I get to do something different was during the Mondays and Wednesdays when I was suppose to go to Amber's house. And "that" wasn't exactly my idea of fun. Not trying to say hanging out with Amber wasn't fun, it was that the stuff we had been doing were all history -related, and one can only have so many, right? The center cause for my winter holiday being a lot less exciting than it could have been was my brother, who was still stuck in school until the end of January. And since the "unity" and "togetherness" meant everything to my mother, none of us can simply take off to some faraway with the absence of my brother. And you know what's ironic? By the end of January, my brother would be released from school and start his month long vacation when I am cooped up in school. In my opinion, this unbalancing schedule seemed rather ridiculous, and had disconnected us from the outside world. And at the end, I think I must mention that I wasn't complaining about the break itself, but rather what had been going on during then instead.