Visit Pharazonia please!

I just found this kinda cool website for building a city. Please visit my newly created city, Pharazonia

http://pharazonia.myminicity.com/

Updated links~really sorry!

I updated the links for the post “Nates Legend Passed On.” I’m really sorry the link wasn’t available before. I updated it and it’s available right now Please take your time on watching the vids, they are very helpful if you want to learn about the Melbourne Shuffle. Also check out my post on BigMilan, his vids helped me

 

I’m sorry, it seems that the links don’t work here. I’ll just post the URL and let you decide whether to watch it or not.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sdbRu_Q_8Ms

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BWezSUynx7I

My first mentor of shuffling

When I first discovered the Melbourne Shuffle, I was astounded. This was a really unique way of expressing one’s passion. It is more than a style, it is a passion. I was craving to learn this dance, like totally. So I tried learning it by watching professional videos It was such a hard thing to learn this, I asked on many sites (Yahoo! Answers, and even my friends!). Finally one day, I found these videos. This person, BigMilan has helped me in learning the Melbourne Shuffle. He is a big name in Youtube among the shufflers, most people reccomend his videos. So, I want to say my big thanks to him for being such a great mentor! Long live Melbourne Shuffle!

His videos on the tutorials of the Melbourne Shuffle are a lot, so take your time and enjoy! Each one of them is different although they look the same if you don’t click on it.

And this is the man behind all the greatness

http://www.youtube.com/user/BigMilan

 

 

Nate’s Legend Passed On

Here is a video I found from Youtube today. It is an amazing tutorial and explains the basics of the Melbourne Shuffle. After watching this video, I realized that I still have a long way to go to become an hardstyler. My mentor, Nate! (let’s also not forget BigMilan lol )

This is the first part, proceed to the second after you finish

Second part, I’m sorry there is a part when the person swears lol

 

 

 

 

A Legend Retold

“The Man in the Moon Stayed Up Too Late” was written by the famous author of the LOTR trilogy, J.R.R. Tolkien.  This poem amazes me as many other Tolkien literary works. It is a child’s story, retold in a very interesting way; through poetry. I decided to choose this poem because of a rather personal reason. First of all, I am a great fan of Tolkien. Tolkien’s works are somehow deeply connected to my life. They talk about the Fading of the Elves, the forces of good and bad, etc. It somehow builds my character. Secondly, I chose this poem because of its mood. This poem was obviously written for Tolkien’s children. As you can see, the word “the Man in the Moon” is repetitive in this poem. The rhythm and the repetitiveness of specific words in this poem help determine the mood of the poem. It is merry and joyful as well as happy and funny (in a way, it’s very entertaining to read). The rhyme scheme in this poem does not change greatly throughout the poem (ABCCB in the first and second stanza). The poem is written in a ballad form, which means that this poem is read in a musical way. It also is a story. This somehow is an “extended version” of the famous nursery rhyme, “Hey Fiddle Diddle” which tells the story of the cow jumping over the moon, the little dog, the dish, and the spoon. The story starts off with an “old inn,” that serves a very tasty beer that the “Man in the Moon himself came down.” It then introduces the other characters in the story, such as the cat with the fiddle, the little dog, the horned cow, and the silver dishes and spoons. It then says that the Man in the Moon drank a lot of the beer and got drunk. He then fell asleep in the inn. The barman then says to his cat that it is already late and the Man in the Moon must go up again. When the Man in the Moon came down, he brought the Moon. The Man in the Moon was brought up to the hill where the Moon was. He was still asleep. So, the cat played his fiddle to wake him up, described as a “jiggle that would wake up the dead.” The Man in the Moon woke up as the tune grew faster. The little dog laughed to see such fun. And then, the fiddle broke and the cow “jumped over the moon.” It also says the two other characters, the dish and the spoon, ran away together. The poem is concluded with the Sun rising up, referred as the “she.” The Sun is surprised that the people are going back to bed when it’s already daytime. The poetic devices used in this poem can be seen in many lines.  The internal rhyme can be seen in most of the lines such as the first line of the first stanza, “an inn, a merry old inn” and “so the cat on the fiddle played hey diddle-diddle.” The use of similes is seen in the fourth stanza, “as proud as any queen.” There is also alliteration in this poem, seen in the sixth stanza, “drinking deep.” The use of onomatopoeia is seen in one line in the second last stanza, “with a ping and a pang the fiddle string broke.” J.R.R. Tolkien somehow overused his creativity in his poem, but it somehow makes sense and remains popular until today. He is one of the unique authors in history. He is a legend and his stories and works will be remembered for a long time.

Here is a quick video from Youtube of someone reciting the poem. As this poem is like a ballad, the reader was reciting it fast at the end

 

The Man in the Moon Stayed Up Too Late

 There is an inn, a merry old inn

  Beneath an old grey hill,

And there they brew a beer so brown

That the Man in the Moon himself came down

  One night to drink his fill.

The ostler has a tipsy cat

  That plays a five-stringed fiddle;

And up and down he saws his bow

Now squeaking high, now purring low,

  Now sawing in the middle.

The landlord keeps a little dog

  That is mighty fond of jokes;

When there’s good cheer among the guests,

He cocks an ear at all the jests

  And laughs until he chokes.

They also keep a hornéd cow

  As proud as any queen;

But music turns her head like ale,

And makes her wave her tufted tail

  and dance upon the green.

And O! The rows of silver dishes

  And the store of silver spoons!

For Sunday there’s a special pair,

And these they polish up with care

  On Saturday afternoons.

The Man in the Moon was drinking deep,

  And the cat began to wail;

A dish and a spoon on the table danced,

The cow in the garden madly pranced

  And the little dog chased his tail.

The Man in the Moon took another mug,

  And then rolled beneath his chair;

And there he dozed and dreamed of ale,

Till in the sky the stars were pale,

  And dawn was in the air.

Then the ostler said to his tipsy cat:

  ‘The white horses of the Moon,

They neigh and champ their silver bits;

But their master’s been and drowned his wits,

  And the Sun’ll be rising soon!’

So the cat on the fiddle played hey-diddle-diddle,

  A jig that would wake the dead:

He squeaked and sawed and quickened the tune,

While the landlord shook the Man in the Moon:

  ‘It’s after three!’ he said.

They rolled the Man slowly up the hill

  And bundled him into the Moon,

While his horses galloped up in rear,

And the cow came capering like a deer,

  And a dish ran up with the spoon.

Now quicker the fiddle went deedle-dum-diddle;

  The dog began to roar,

The cow and the horses stood on their heads;

The guests all bounded from their beds

  And danced upon the floor.

With a ping and a pang the fiddle-strings broke!

  The cow jumped over the Moon,

And the little dog laughed to see such fun,

And the Saturday dish went off at a run

  With the silver Sunday spoon.

The round Moon rolled behind the hill,

  As the Sun raised up her head.

She hardly believed her fiery eyes;

For though it was day, to her surprise

  They all went back to bed!

-by J.R.R. Tolkien, author of the LOTR Trilogy-

the curse goes on

Have you ever wondered why your life never gets better? It’s just so depressing to have a huge amount of workload and not doing it. Well, I have a reason, you know. Let me explain. In one week, 3 PROJECTS ARE DUE. I just finished the American History project about the Industrial Revolution (we’re gonna get one more pretty soon, I bet you). I finished part of the Stocks Project for Technology. It’s a major one, and guess what? The teacher’s giving a group project when we’re not even close to done on the Tech project. Next is the math project. I seriously do not understand the point of a math project. I mean, who gives? Our class had a month to work on it. Blaming us for our delaying? Numerous projects were due for the last month! It’s been such a bad month, really a bad month. I wonder if the guys who created the idea of thirteen being the unlucky number got it right. I think it should be 3. On my personal life, I would add a few things. She’s not responding at all. We’ve stopped chillin for about a month now and I hate not talking to her. I mean, we do talk but not as close as after an incident when I told her about the you-know-what. My friend keeps telling me to live life to the fullest and forget this. I just can’t. When I fall in love, I don’t just forget about her. I try to comfort her, try to let her know that I’m there for her. Seems like she doesn’t feel that way to me

I made up a quote, “To love someone is to know when to begin, when to continue, when to end, and when to let go.” I think that when the girl doesn’t want you, you’ll find it hard to let go. When you’re in a relationship, you don’t know how to begin. When it gets bad, you don’t know whether to continue or end it.  Ah, life is such a misery these days…….

a curse or a blessing?

It’s been getting rough at school and I hate it. I wanted to put up more profane pics lol, but I’ll be caught by Mr. Duester who says that we should keep out blogs clean :D. There’s too many things going on, I’m surprised my head’s not bursting with madness.

Projects, tests, practices, reading logs, essays arrrrgh!!!! Seriously, people who work really want to go back to their childhood days? It’s so boring and frustrating. But probably less work

Oh, and no girlfriend. What a happy news for me lol. I’m so screwed up right now! Arghhhhhh!

 *brain blows up*

*dead*

life’s greatest lesson

“To love someone is to know when to begin, when to continue, when to end, and when to let go.”

-Azfar Ahmad-

Love is such a powerful thing. There seems to be no way to describe love perfectly. It is sometimes mysterious, sometimes poisonous, sometimes hated, sometimes nourishing. But I know it is the most beautiful thing in the world. It is what keeps us alive, what keeps us happy. It gives us a new hope to continue life, to live it to the fullest as my friend says. But even the most educated and most learned person in this world, whether alive or dead, can understand it perfectly. There is no such thing as living without love. It is a part of us. As a teenager, most people would be surprised to see me talking like this when I can do other things, other “cool” things. People think that love is just an emotion we feel. It is actually way more than that. It can help a lost child. It can make two people close. Just imagine, if every single soul in this world would just take a few minutes to ponder over the true meaning of love, I am sure that this world would be peaceful again.

When you look back in history, oh let’s say the Holocaust, wouldn’t that make you feel sad? Wouldn’t it make you feel disgusted and sorrowful to think that 6 million innocent lives are gone in just less than a decade? The innocent Jews died in the hands of the merciless Nazis. I was disgusted, seriously disgusted when I saw the horror of the Holocaust. I said to myself, why would Adolf Hitler do this? Doesn’t he feel love? He feels love but he hides it. Love tears your heart apart, it can repair the heart again if given the chance. Love can nourish millions if others start to accept it. Nowadays, people are so busy with life, never taking the time to look around and be thankful. Being thankful is part of love. Can’t we just stop what we are doing now, and just go outside and say, “I love you so much” to someone? It would make our lives different, probably better.

 Look inside yourself. You would find love waiting for you. To hold on to it forever can kill you, to let go of it can also kill you. To hold it and to be able to let go of it keeps you alive. I thought that no one loves me after such a terrible time I’ve had for the past three or four months. I was wrong. My parents love me. My friends love me. God loves me…….Love can tear your heart apart. It can be painful at the hardest moments of your life, but if you add just a little bit of more love to it, oh………You would live, surely. Love is…….beautiful. It may be complicated. It may be painful, but I know it is beautiful.

It is…….life’s greatest lesson.

Seek the Truth from the Golden Compass

             

 Rating: 5 star out of 5

Phillip Pullman has an amazing way of combining more than two elements in writing a book. His book, “The Golden Compass” really wowed me. I couldn’t put the book down once I started reading it. To me, this book is an amazing masterpiece of fantasy that would be remembered for a long time. I thought that after reading the Harry Potter series, I can never find a good book anymore. Well, I was wrong. I kind of admit that the beginning of the book did not appeal to me in any way but as I read through the magical pages, I became astounded. “The Golden Compass” is covered by many veils, hiding the truth of the book’s nature with a fact that we think is the truth. The book is the first installment of Pullman’s trilogy, “His Dark Materials.” The story begins when a young girl named Lyra Belaqcua and her daemon, Pantalaimon is visited by his uncle, Lord Asriel in the Jordan College situated in Oxford. There, she learns about his uncle’s travels to the far North in search and study of mysterious elementary particles referred as Dust. She is then given an alethiometer, a strange device that tells the holder the truth of all beings if read with consciousness. Later on, she learns that around her city, children are being abducted by the so-called Gobblers (revealed later as the General Oblation Board). She learns that this group was being led by her unknown mother, Mrs. Coulter. She then learns that her uncle has been captured. Rushing to his rescue, Lyra travels to the North, discovering the powers of the Northern witches, meeting a polar bear, and learning the hideous experiments done by the Gobblers to the abducted children. The suspense continues with the rescue of his uncle, the fighting between two polar bears etc, and the truth about Dust thus adding an incredible amount of suspense and thrill to the book. At first, I thought that the “Golden Compass” was mainly targeted for children based on its cover and the introduction. I was wrong. I did not follow the famous saying, “Don’t judge a book by its cover.” This book attracts young adults (even mid-aged people from what I’ve observed) as it combines fantasy with other elements. The settings of the story attracted me the most. The first page of the book says that the first volume of the trilogy is “set in a universe like ours, yet different in many ways.” It then says, “The second volume is set in the universe we know.” Of all, the most surprising thing was, “The third volume will move between the universes.” In my point of view, Phillip Pullman writes a book as if he is making an all-time recipe, combining the best ingredients to produce an astonishing dish. Phillip Pullman’s “The Golden Compass” must not be missed by any human being.