Just a little something I made...

I decided to start sewing a bit. This is a pouch I made. I put velcro inside.I made it to hold my MP3. :D I also made this pouch with a button.

This is the back.It was fun making it. :)

Steak + Fries

oday, while me and my brother were excersizing, my mom and dad cooked up a feast!

Steak with Mushrooms and Garlic Fries

Garlic Bread

It was so good! Especially the steak....

FINALS ARE OVAH!

FINALS ARE OVAH! CELEBRATE~

And I did. I went to Tapioca Express with Taylor, but it seems like everyone else in the world also want to celebrate, so we didn't get any drinks.

Oh well.

Then, we parted ways and I went home and played Wii with my brother.

I'm not sure what this game is called. You just press the remote with the beat of a song. The orange flower is the easiest level, the leaves second and the tree is the hardest (which the pointers player 1 and player 2 are one) Thats us!You may have noticed its all in japanese... we're as clueless as you. (unless you're japanese, of course. I always wanted to learn japanese...)

Here's the game when its being played:And I missed a point because I was taking this picture!

Excersizing + Nerd = Epic Fail

I jogged today! And yesterday! And I did weights today! And yesterday! *thumbs up*

These are the dumbells I used.

This is the dumbell my dad used. Compare and be amazed.I should really get back to studying for my finals.

More new gadjets:)

I got a new webcam~~ So happy! I just have to figure out how it works...

Buy me lovely soap!

EDITED

If you want to buy some soap, please come to me at school. Here are the details of purchase:

Soap will be about $3-$5 per bar, depending on the quality of the oil. The melt and pour soap will be a bit cheaper, about $2-$3 per bar. If you want special wrapping when you want to give it to someone for a special occasion (see below) there will be additional 50 cents. But its all worth it! Look back at my previous posts for some soapy awesomeness!

We make soap for all occasions, such as Valentines day . More to be added!!

So, its not too much, right?

Also, not sure about shipping and all, but I'm getting ahead of myself. *laughs* When someone from the other side of the world wants soap, I'll decide then. (and give a discount for being first!)

Talking about discounts, 25 cents off for whomever helps me on hw! JK. That'll come later on.

Take care!

The Final (dun dun dunnnn)

Final [fahyn-l] noun: A dangerous and completely unnecessary test that all innocent children must endure with pain and agony. See Frying Brain

Pumpkin a la Soup

Or was it Soup a la Pumpkin?

Can't live without Sushi

SUSHI LOVE!

Ingredients-

Nori (seaweed)

Vinegar Rice

Sushi Ingredients (varies, in this case, pork sung and egg)

Sushi Love (unconditional and irrevocable)

Process-

Put ingredients on nori.Roll roll it up!Eat as is or cut it up. :D

Rainy Day Blues

For six days and six nights, not a ray of sunlight has bared its light! Will the face of the earth ever again cast sight upon the sun's mirth?

Alas, the clouds break! What joy it makes! A new light reveals itself from the murky depths of the sky, Hark the rainbow arc!

Set on a journey, that trials the body. Set off, my peers, and find us a treasure!

Bloody Orange

At the farmer's market, there was a guy selling blood oranges. They were ruby red and seemed like blood, hence the name. Its very sour, but still yummy.

Rain, rain and more rain...

Whoever controls the weather is out to get me. Its raining. And raining. And raining some more. During school it poured, but it let up a little afterwards.

I took these afterschool.After a while, I decided to go outside and take pictures of puddles (don't ask me why). I stepped out, slipped on my shoes and it started raining!!! All I got was this picture from the porch.

Rain rain go away... seriously

Rain is fun to take pictures of, but not fun to be in. The only thing I can think of to do in the rain is 1. get muddy and dirty or 2. make paper sailboats and put them in puddles!

Ok, so rain isn't that bad, but after it stopped, I decided to go jogging. I really felt like running.

So, I head out, plug in my MP3, wait for my brother and I take two steps and it starts raining again. The only run I had was back home.

Sci-Fi Story I Wrote

A/N: This is a story I wrote for English class, but when I realized we had to read it aloud to the class... well read it and you'll understand.

Immortality’s Science

December, 2012, man trespassed on God’s territory. Man, with his technology and science have made immortality possible.

The uproar at this was insane, especially from Rome and Greece, where it is populated with mostly religious people. The Pope threatened the government with letters, assemblies and protests. Undaunted, America did nothing to stop the growing prowess of science.

One wishing to become immortal is subjected to an injection. This vial of this sacred liquid is stored many miles beneath sea level, in an iron prison with a hundred guards, bullet proof metal, countless layers of thick iron, and laser sensors, all to protect this elixir of immortality.

It spreads quickly throughout your body in a matter of seconds. Inside this liquid are specialized stem cells that multiply and rest in the most important organs. At the slightest tear or rip, the stem cells go to work and repair the fault. It can even remake an entire organ before any blood is lost. Also, within this vial is a drug that targets platelets, and speeds it up at unimaginable rates, resulting in almost instantaneous healing.

Age is the deterioration of tissue. The moment you inject the fluid into your veins, that is the last moment of time your body will endure. Then, you are truly immortal.

It cost exactly 5 billion dollars. No checks. No credit card. Only 5 billion dollars in cold, hard cash. Few can afford such a rate, but it was worth it, or so most thought.

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My name is James Lexington the VI. I made history, as the first immortal man. All my life I had been dreading death. Death was the end of happiness, as I always say. I am 39 years old, and forever shall be.

It has been exactly a hundred years since my injection. I still remember the cold seeping into my veins, the tingling feeling I felt as the drugs began to do their work. Sometimes, it is frightening to look into the mirror after a century and seeing the same face as a hundred years ago. There were so many times have I had to remind myself that this was not a mistake. I have grown tired of journalists and writers trying to get interviews from me, the world’s first immortal. At first I gladly supplied whatever they needed, but after a hundred years, I hear the same questions batter my ears over and over again; I grow bored.

The reason to live has disappeared for me. Novelty is the spice of life, but now I have seen and heard everything. Now, I just sit in my couch, old, ripped and falling apart and read books. I read a book a day. There are more than a million books in the world I am happy to say, so I have not yet finished them all, although I highly suspect one of these days I will.

Books are my safeguard. When I have nothing else to do, I read. I immerse myself in books, savoring their adventure. So many books! I can never read all of them in my lifetime, I hear myself think sometimes. Then I remember who I am. An immortal.

I thought living forever would be an asset. I have done everything I wanted to do. I feel that I have lived my part in this world, and yet I have more time. I have become an artist, a writer, a scientist, an architect, a mathematician, a historian, and everything else. I have written novels I have never published. I designed buildings never built. I have done the work of many men’s lifetimes. I just have too much time.

They say time is money. Is it possible to have too much money? My net worth has risen grossly, becoming even greater than before, especially since I am now so famous. I have donated a very generous amount to each and every charity I can think of.

I live alone, in a small town in the Idaho. I go on a brisk jog every morning to the market, to buy breakfast and groceries. I return home, and read for the rest of the day. I try to cut off all relationships because I know I will visit all of their graves on day.

The only acquaintances I keep nowadays are other rich men who have suffered the same fate as me. Sam Worthington, another immortal sends me letters all the time and I to him. One bright outlook on my day is a quotidian packet from him in the mailbox. I can spend as much as an hour reading an essay-like letter from Sam. He was a best-selling author in his youth, and still enjoys writing. I keep all of Mr. Worthington’s letters, which has taken up two rooms of bookshelves now; he never writes about the same topic, which I find amazing. I write back, also long, tortuous essays about our predicament or the meaning of life, which has now become a burden.

I am unwed. My ring finger is as empty as the branches of a maple tree in the winter, cold and bare. If my soulmate was somewhere on the world, she would be long dead by now, for I have outlived her before I knew her.

I offered a middle-classed friend an injection quite a while before, so we can both live peacefully together. He declined. I was bewildered at this reply, and pursued it further. He said that life was meant to end one day, and elongating it would only cause suffering. I did not understand it until now.

A/N: It has no plot. None at all. Its mostly some random philosophy that I have no idea what is either. Blah.

Showing off my artistic talent

Kitty drove down the golden gate bridge in her shiny red ferrari. The mountains in the distance were outlined with gold from the sun, and the sky was a brilliant blue. (Golden Gate Bridge)

She drove up to a quiet pasture, and sat on the frail, wooden fence. Sunlight bleached through the trees behind her, and yellow stalks of wheat grew higher than her head. (Country)

Kitty walked into her home and saw a vase on the table. Amongst the beautiful white and pink tulips, intricate twigs with small white flowers branched out from the center. (Flowers)
Besides the vase was a large, circular tank. Inside, two orangish-pink jellyfish float.
(Buoyancy)

Kitty looked out the window, and she saw Taipei 101. Below, obscured by the fog was the city. (Self-portrait by Taipei 101)

She sat down on her chair, and picked up her brush, then started to paint. (Palette of my Life)

I am most proud of the last two! It does sort of look like me... maybe. I'm not that ugly, am I? Ah well. You may notice in the last picture the painting "I" am painting is of the one above it. :D

My camera had a nephew...

...but he is still young. His eyesight isn't all that sharp when viewing closeup things, the doctors said he was farsighted. He loves singing when at work, but runs out of energy quickly. He has his uncle's memory.

We welcome you into the world.

My camera had a heart attack...

...and went blind. All he can see is black. So, I quietly let him retire to a seniors center in my dad's wardrobe.

We thank you for your service.

Valentines Soap

Although its a month too early... viola!

Walk Round the Block

After school, Taylor and I walk home together. But first, we stop at this corner with three trees and hang out for a bit.

She made this one day. I told her she was defacing nature. XD Isn't it cool?

Also, on the way home, there's this tree stump with the word 'naive...' on it. Don't ask me what the three dots on top are, because I don't know either.

Ahh, the beauty of drooping white trees... Ahh... the beauty of fan-like trees...

Cloudy Jog

Probably because during PE I didn't run very much (I was setting up cones instead) I had in itching feeling to run in my feet all day.

I ran during lunch, a little bit, but not alot because I didn't want to upchuck my sandwich. I also ran a little bit after school but then I accidentally ran in front of a car, and that wasn't too good.

So finally at home I went jogging. It was very cloudy outside, but I went jogging anyways. This time I ran two quick blocks; I sprinted the last one. That felt good.

Some pictures I took:

This was before jogging, so the sun was still out on one side.

TapEx

Today after school, and because its Friday, I went to Tapioca Express (TapEx for short) to hang out. I got papaya milk without tapioca, and my friend Taylor ordered hot chocolate, without tapioca. Why would someone want tapioca in hot chocolate anyways?

On the way there, I took a few pictures. These are some of the pictures I took.

The spiky things look like ornaments. :)And finally, the sunset at home...

Vacation (to students)

Vacation comes and goes,
Like a pass of breeze,
Erasing all your woes,
Until it leaves.

Sometimes I wonder if vacation is helpful--in the long run. Of course, during the duration of the vacation, you are in bliss, happiness and without worries of homework, teachers, tests... etc. But, there are long term effects. After a week or so of total relaxation *school is going to come back harder than before, and unready you will fall, and slowly climb back up.

*But not totally, for the nagging feel of the coming end still resonates.

New Camcorder

I'm on a roll for new tech! My dad bought me a new camcorder. Although its picture quality isn't all that great, its really fun to take movies! I am currently trying to figure out how to upload the pictures though...

It's so shiny! My brother likes to use it too. :)