// Classifying females//

There are so many different words to use as a compliment for a female. And although all of those words are similar, the difference between them are dramatically large. And different words actually suit different girls. A girl can be hot, but it doesn’t mean that she’s cute.

I think beautiful is the highest form of a compliment. I hate to use the word hot when it comes to females because it’s kind of degrading. When I think of a hot girl, I see some blond or whatever with a physically attractive body, and some lustful face. And that’s about all I see in the girl. If personality isn’t taken into account, and looks were the only trait that was meant to be used when looking for a partner, then I wouldn’t marry somebody “hot”. Because they just don’t seem like wife material. Despite everybody wanting to be hot, like people in magazines, hot girls are so common. There are so many normal looking hot girls, and it’s nothing special. I think it’s a phase for guys who just want some trophy lady.

Sexy stems from the word sex. A sexy girl would be somebody that interests you in a sexual way, and would usually be seductive looking, and all a guy would be thinking is, “I want her in my bed.”

Pretty is usually related to how a girl’s face looks. A pretty girl would have a very lovely face, and look like flowers and unicorns. Pretty is very similar to the next two words.

I think cute is a very flattering word. Alot of females don’t like to be classified as the word cute, because they see the word as something used for puppies and kittens. And they are right. But they are wrong to not like to be classified as that. Cute isn’t only looks. Cute is how you talk, how you act, and just your personality in general. Puppies aren’t only cute because of how they look. They’re cute because they walk around, and making little mistakes and do goofy things that makes you love them.

Finally, beautiful is the ultimate word. Beautiful isn’t something that is only for the outer appearance. Beautiful is inside and out. It’s a combination of all the other words, and more. When I look at a beautiful girl, everything about her makes me happy. I could have one hour of sleep during the night, and be very tired and grumpy, but as soon as she walks into class, I am filled with energy. What I like about beautiful is that nobody has the same standards for beautiful. Different males will see different females as beautiful, and their views wouldn’t be similar to another guy’s views.

A beautiful woman is one that you want to marry. If you love someone, you will think they are the most beautiful person in the world. Many people think beautiful is all about looks, but it’s more than that. Beautiful is so pure, that it applies to everybody. Everybody is beautiful simply because they are them. Do I mean beautiful in the complimenting way? No, I mean it in the spiritual and loving way.It goes beyond words. In fact, there is no such thing as an ugly person. Unless you have an ugly personality.

Nevertheless, don’t judge people simply on looks. Get to know a person, and find out why they are who they are. You never know what you’ll find. And if you have a chance, take it. Don’t let it get away, like I do. But don’t treat females as a piece of meat. Don’t treat them as a game. There are so many things to respect females about. But that will be another post.

Thanks for reading this overly long post.

// I’m too lazy to sleep and dream//

Well I hope everybody had a good holiday and New Year. I know I had a pleasant one. So pleasant that I took out my homework everyday, and stared at it until 6am. I really did want to do it, but I’m a huge procrastinator. I could have just went to sleep, but I actually convinced myself into thinking that I would actually do it, only to be disappointed.  Now I’m starting to think.

I love to sleep. When I do sleep, I don’t want to wake up until I’m fully rested. But why don’t I like going to bed? Is it the thought of having to get ready and brush my teeth and shower and poop and change? Is it the unpleasant feeling of not being able to fall asleep right away? Is it the boogieman? It’s like I have to fight myself in order to go to sleep.

The truth is, I’m afraid to dream. Dreaming is an amazing thing. It lets your mind wander into your subconscious and unexpected things pop up. You’ve all watch Inception, you know what I’m talking about. But I rarely have normal dreams anymore. All of my dreams leave me confused, and they are hard to remember. It’s like a cloud of problems and clusters of numbers and words just racing around my head, trying to explode into something, but it won’t. All of that makes my head hurts. And I don’t want to face it again every night. So I go to sleep late, and I hope that I’m too tired to dream. Instead, I fall into that trance like state where it seems like you’re awake and aware of everything, but really, you happen to be asleep. And that is a dream in itself.

You know what the messed up thing about sleeping is? When you’re doing it, you can’t even enjoy it. It’s not until you wake up that you can say, “Damn, that was a good sleep.”

Naps are a thing of wonder though. A good evening nap will give me enough energy to last the night. And I usually don’t dream during naps. It’s like I know it’s a quick temporary state, so my mind does nothing. Still, dreams can be confusing. Nothing’s worse than the pee dream though.

// Common Sense: Why is it disappearing from society?//

So it’s 8:45am, I’m at school, and I figure it’s been 2 days since I’ve made a ridiculously long post that nobody reads. So goodmorning to you non-readers.

Anyways, I’ve noticed a common trend in today’s society. Nobody really wants to be smart anymore. And by smart, I’m not talking about school marks and what you learn from books and higher authoriative members. I’m talking about common sense, street-smart, if you will. It seems like today’s society is obsessed with being clueless, with being seen as a dumb person who doesn’t know much. And that gets reflected in how a person acts. Sometimes, when you’re put in situations that aren’t in your comfort zones, you’re going to be forced to use your knowledge to assist you with that situation. But many kids these days can’t, or don’t know how to do that. Common sense doesn’t only help you, it’s something that should help others at the same time.

I was on a bus at 11:30 at night a couple of months ago. I had spent that whole day at downtown Toronto, and then at his house in Maple. So I was making my journey home with a massive headache, and all of a sudden the bus stopped at Wonderland to pick up all of the late workers coming home. And on that bus was this girl. I don’t mean to single her out, but she was black. And she was loud. And she was speaking on the phone. And she was screaming on the phone. And she was arguing on the phone. And she happened to be uneccessarily telling people her problems through her loud conversation. I was able to learn where she lived, what her mother’s name was, and who she has “beef” with. Now, common sense would tell a person to shut up and let everybody have their peace. She did not have common sense. I had my iPod turned all the way up, and I could still hear her.

Even after I took the effort to walk all the way to the back of a moving bus, and kindly asked her to tone it down a little bit, she did not. And she screamed/bear growled for the rest of the trip. Now, I don’t understand why somebody isn’t able to understand that nobody wants to know about their personal problems through telephone conversations!

Being in the kitchen all the time, I’ve noticed that there are many people who are slow. Now, that’s common because it takes some time to get used to the pace of the kitchen. But some people simply don’t develop. They stay in their comfort zone, and they aren’t able to think quickly. Alot of times I see kids standing around not knowing what to do. Improvision goes hand in hand with common sense, and it’s something that people don’t know how to do.

Of course, this is not a reflection of everybody, but it’s a recurring theme in my generation. Perhaps common sense isn’t something you can’t simply learn. Who knows? But what I do know is that  anybody reading is bored at this point. So thank you for reading my bored at school ramble.

// “There there”//

You know when you get injured or emotionally hurt or whatever, and somebody tries to comfort you by patting you on the back and saying,”There there”? Most people start to feel better.

I don’t get it. That doesn’t comfort me. First of all, that hardly makes sense. The word “there” is used to indicate direction. I know where I am. Patting me on the back and saying “there” twice doesn’t help much.

Also, they’re where? Is the person hurting me coming back or something? Excuse me? Because sometimes, “there there” could sound alot like “they’re there”. WHERE ARE THEY?!? Is it some kind of warning? If it is, then the warning hardly sounds alerting when the person has such a sincere tone in their voice.

If you want to tell somebody to feel better, then just say it. “There there” is just so cliche, and a little confusing when somebody is emotionally distraught. No need to be overly complicated.

// Why don’t freezers have a light in them?//

Refrigerators do. And coolers do. And an oven does. But freezers don’t. Why? A light bulb being on for 10 seconds when you open the door isn’t going to melt your food away.

I hate how you need to put a question mark in order to enable this as a question so that people can answer it?

// I hate it when people ask me who I have a crush on in real life, or whether I think somebody is hot.//

It’s hard for me to tell them that I’m not really interested in the typical girls of today’s society. I feel like this generation is going down hill in terms or morals and values, and that most females are just a product of society and the media. There aren’t many girls who share my interests, and there aren’t many girls who would look twice at me, because I’m not considered “hot” or “cute” by standards. Sure, physical attraction is what leads somebody get to know another person more, but why aren’t there people who just look at a person and think, “I wonder what kind of things this person likes? I wonder what they’re’s thinking of?” I know I do that. I don’t talk alot because I like to just stare around and observe things. I try to guess where a person is coming from, or do they look like they’re experiencing some hardships or are they truly happy?

So when people ask me if I have a crush on somebody, I usually just smile. Sometimes, I’ll say no. But ther truth is, I do have a crush on somebody. I have a crush on a woman that most likely doesn’t exist. Or at least, one that I’ll probably never meet. That’s why I like to just admire celebrity women, like Rachel McAdams and Ellen Page. Because even though they’re not perfect, from what I could read or hear about them, in my mind, they are perfect. And I guess that answers another question. I don’t believe in soul mates. If there is actually one perfect being for each individual, then what are the chances that the special one would be living near you?

I don’t like judgng whether somebody is hot or not. Everybody is beautful in their own special way. Who am I to judge a person’s appearance? Everybody has their own preference. The word “hot” when used to describe physical attractiveness, is a word that is rarely in my vocabulary. I would say cute, or pretty or beautiful, but I just find “hot” too sparse of a word.

And the thing is, when you’re “hot” by society’s standards, you most likely are in that position because you follow the trends, worry a little too much about appearance, and have a personality inflicted on you by the media.

And this nice body thing. What exactly is it that makes human beings so drawn to certain parts of a body. Does bigger breasts mean you look better? Does a bigger penis mean you are a better lover? If you love somebody, then that person is like the world to you. That’s the reason why my favourite feature of a person is their smile. It doesn’t matter how you look, a true smile is always pure and perfection.

// I love drinking tea//

It’s not just the flavour or taste of the tea, nor is it the feeling of the warmth of the beverage. I love the whole tradition of tea drinking and that whole essence of the aroma. Tea drinking is such a unique art full of history that isn’t really treasured by many youths in North America. I mean, I’m pretty sure alot of people drink tea in the morning or one a cold day, but nobody really savours it. The best way to drink tea is from the pot, straight into a tea cup. I’m not talking about a mug with a bag in it, followed by hot water. I’m talking about tea leaves combined with water in a clay pot. There are just so many different kinds of teas. Hundreds of them. Thousands of them. It’s the second most consumed beverage in the world, after water.

I admire the Japanese and Chinese people because they treasure tea so much. Everytime I drink tea, I need to just put it under my nose and smell it for a good ten seconds. That’s why I perfer to fine dine alone. Dining with friends and family is good an all, but sometimes, I’m just not comfortable doing what I want at the dinner table when others are there. Some people don’t appreciate or know about the art of eating, so it grosses them out.

I remember watching Red Cliff, and during the part when XiaoQiao teaches Cao Cao how to drink tea, I was just sitting there in awe. The whole concept was so beautiful. Being asian, Vietnamese to be exact, my favourite tea is probably Jasmine.

In Canada, there’s an upcoming franchise called Teaopia that specializes in tea. I first noticed it in Underground Toronto when I was still working downtown. Before work, I would wander around and I would see these Teaopias, and I would just go and look for a long time. Recently, a Teaopia opened in a more “mainstream” mall, and my friend Jamie got hired. I just found out like 5 minutes ago via Facebook, and I’m really jealous. So congratulations Jamie. Anyways, I hope this means that the art of tea drinking will get more exposure so that teenagers in North American will be able to learn and admire a culture so full of historical beauty.

// I really hate those posts that tell you to reblog if you care or whatever, and if you don’t then you are a heartless bitch. //

Like honestly? If I don’t reblog something, it’s ebcause I don’t want it on my blog. Perhaps it’s too long, or I just hate that you have given me an ultimatum. Just because I don’t reblog some sob story that you wrote, it doesn’t mean that I hate my mom, or that I don’t care about sick kids. What you believe in only matters to you. Doing certain things because others force me too just isn’t the way I live. I know what I love, and I know what I care about. Stop telling me what to do.

// Rapper loses short term memory and roller skates during the beginning of time?!?//

So I watched 4 movies this weekend. Whip It, 50 First Dates, Year One, and 8 Miles.

While all were very enjoyable movies, it seems like they just don’t make films like they used too. Comedy films at least. I thought 50 First Dates was a great movie, with a very cute storyline and it was hilarious. One of the funniest movies I’ve ever watched. Then I watched Year One, which people seem to boast as a comedic delight. And sure, it is funny. But humour nowadays just seems so….stupid. And the same goes for other recent comedies, like Superbad, The Hangover and whatever else that is considered gut-busting hilarious. When in the world did getting high and drunk become the main premise of a movie?

I hate to say it, but I’m ashamed of what the late 2000’s are producing. If this is the direction that entertainment is heading, then I would hate to imagine the condition of Hollywood 20 years from now. I might even have to start buying and saving good movies for my future children.

But anyways, Whip It is a great movie. It just came out last year, but it was hilarious in that old school sort of way. I loved it. So it seems like the entertainment world still has hope.

And what can I say about 8 Miles? It’s genius. It’s beautiful. It’s the truth.