Live. Love. Smile.

Live. Love. Smile.

Monday, March 26, 2012

Trigger

Hold that gun in your shaky hand
You only want me to understand
Give me a reason not to try
and take that bullet just to die

Pull that trigger if you dare
but baby, life isn't fair
If you want to live
learn to let and forgive

My heart hurts from lack of love
you seek life from up above
How are you so foolish and bare
with your dreams of a nightmare

Feel the stop of time
Quick before I run out of rhyme
Sweetheart, love yourself a little more
then perhaps a life you will adore

Cherish your soul and every wishs
serve your demons on a dish
Keep yourself warm and out of cold
look for treasures the world unfolds.

Friday, September 23, 2011

The Network of Society

(disclaimer this was an essay for my english class)

The Network of Society

“Man has will, but woman has her way.”
-- Unknown

In The Social Network, the vision of a college undergraduate’s aspirations are shown in a dramatic revelation of the birth of Facebook. However, not only does this film capture the creation of the notorious Facebook website, it also sheds light on the Harvard student life as well as sexist racism towards the Asian female population. The Social Network is known to have a fetish towards Asian women and the issue of sexism in the overall movie. Even though the movie is set in Harvard, the number one school in the country, it shows that Harvard is no exception for discrimination against women.

In the very first scene of the movie, Zuckerman and his girlfriend, Erica Albright, have a heated conversation over drinks. Then, during the latter stages of the conversation, Zuckerman said:“If I get in [to the finals club] I’ll be taking you...to the events, and the gatherings...and you’ll be meeting a lot of people you wouldn’t normally get to meet.” Whereas Zuckerman suspected he was doing his girlfriend a favor, in actuality it was an insult to women as he had undermined his girlfriend as a person of equal opportunity. When Albright asks Zuckerman what he meant, he mentions that the only reason they can be in that bar is because Albright allegedly slept with the doorman. This is an unfair judgement on Zuckerman’s part because not only did he wrongfully accuse her of sleeping with the doorman for benefits such as being allowed into the bar, but he also implied that without him, Albright was nothing.

Implications that women are merely props to a man’s life and ambition are littered throughout society’s ideals. Whereas men are being portrayed to be the dominating and more successful figures in society, women are still being held back in opportunities. Even in such films as The Social Network, women are being portrayed as mere sexual subjects who are the men’s trinkets. Adrienne Rich states, in her feminist essay Claiming an Education, that “many [people] tend to eroticize their women students--to treat them as sexual objects--instead of demanding the best of their minds.” Rich writes on the issue of how the expectations for women and their rights are being revoked by society’s standings on women’s stereotyped issues. Females, no matter what race, are being discriminated and slammed into stereotyped cages labeled by society. When the two Asian female students are introduced to Zuckerman and his friend Eduardo Saverin, Christy, Saverin’s love interest, is dressed in revealing clothing. Not only does this demoralize the female population, but creates an image of Asian women being superficial and concerned with outward appearances.

However, in this film, Asian women are not given enough acknowledgement--if any at all--of their abilities and strength. Asian women are being portrayed as nothing more than man-hungry girls who are dependant on men for support. In a party scene, Saverin said, “It’s not that guys like me are generally attracted to Asian girls. It’s that Asian girls are generally attracted to guys like me.” The implications that this statement stamps on Asian women is wrongly stereotyped. In the original script for The Social Network, the introduction of the two Asian women is described as such:

In the row behind them and a few seats over are two beautiful Asian students--Alice and Christy. They’re a little overly made-up for a lecture. Christy, the one sitting closest to Eduardo, is wearing a short skirt with a white shirt open one button too far down the front and we can see a hint of the red bra she’s wearing underneath.

This is an inaccurate depiction of Asian women and is an offensive stereotyping from a biased point of view. Perhaps society has not been given much to work with on this subject matter. Maybe there were not enough factors that had played into Asian women being just as successful as any other human being. Then how would society take into account the numerous Asian women who have impacted the world internationally with their talents and success?

One of the many successful Asian women in history would be the writer Amy Tan who has written numerous novels and won various awards for her work. She has been awarded the New York Times Bestseller award as well as several others including the American Library Association ‘s Best Young Adult Award. Then there is the famous and glamorous Yuna Kim who currently holds the world record for the women’s figure skating short program. Not only did Kim shatter the world record score, but she also beat her world record breaking score again, thus beating the record twice. Kim is a talented skater but her skills don’t just stop there; she was also named the international UNICEF Goodwill Ambassador for her reputation as one of the top most influential people in the world (as named by Time magazine). These are only two of the world’s many Asian women who are widely known and successful.

The stereotypes of Asian women and women in general have never been inspiring, much less encouraging. Society does not help lift women’s standards up either as in media productions, such as The Social Network, there are major assumptions and wrongfully labeled stereotypes for women of all race. This is a widespread issue that must be changed to adhere to the first article of the Rights of Women that states, “Woman is born free and remains equal to man in rights.”

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Kyrie Eleison

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She never had any one


To tell her what she’d done.



No one could ever tell with her,


She would never look you in the eye, sir.




Sir—the only word she’d known to say,


The rest she’d toss away to the fray.



See, there’s this line that divides the insane and the genius.


She danced over that line with the devil, always so serious.




She wants to believe,


But everything runs right through that sieve.



Be a lady, she would hear.


An individual, she would fear.




Own dreams stashed away in a pink box,


Sealed with a bright bow, right next to that cross.



Never opened, her love would stay untouched


Never awoken, she never knew of love and such.




Inadequacies, she would always get


With appreciation, she was in debt.



Her forts were never built long to last,


Her fate was cast.




Her daddy never believed a word she said,


Her whole life she would live to dread.




Every night she goes to bed,


With the hunger of curiosity never fed.



“Deliver us from the evil one,” she says.


“Kyrie Eleison,” she begs.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Fade

I look out my window

Feeling at my all-time low

I sit and watch the sunrise

The rays hitting exactly where you lie

Everyday I count the miles

Wishing for a recount all the while.

 

The distance between us grows farther every day

And now you work to keep your heart at bay

So I try to do the same

How much longer must we keep up this charade?

You’ve left me in the water

Now I’ve been abandoned to drown

 

Am I losing you?

You have no idea what I’m going through

Don’t you see?

You lose a part of yourself in forgetting me.

 

You’re the one who told me first

We’d keep in touch but now its worse

It’s all a mystery to me

What you and I were meant to be

But even though we’re so far away

I can’t bring myself to say

Goodbye

Ten Rules of Estrogen

  1. The girl who throws the first hit is never the victim.
  2. The girl who gets hit first is immediately the victim.
  3. The girl with the more pitiful tears is always the damsel in distress.
  4. The girl who walks away first is either a pacifist or coward.
  5. The girl who strikes while the opponent’s back is turned is an unfair coward.
  6. The girl who tells the world, “You’re wrong” is often wrong.
  7. The girl who tells the most threats is quite intent on doing none of them.
  8. The girl who claims to bring in reinforcements is either a coward or a girl with resources.
  9. The girl who yells and makes a scene is either a coward or a drama queen.
  10. The girl who cusses the most is always running out of verbal ammunition. (i.e. vulnerable to takedown within twenty seconds.)

Saturday, August 21, 2010

The Girl in the Blue Bikini

She wishes She hadn’t come to the pool.

She wishes She had brought sunscreen.

She wishes She could be like The Girl in the Blue Bikini.

 

The Girl in the Blue Bikini is laughing and smiling.

The Girl in the Blue Bikini is surrounded by her friends.

The Girl in the Blue Bikini is perfectly tan.

 

She notices how the boys try to impress The Girl in the Blue Bikini.

She notices how the girls try to borrow makeup from The Girl in the Blue Bikini.

She notices how the entire poolside party revolves around The Girl in the Blue Bikini.

 

The Girl in the Blue Bikini is approached by a tall good-looking boy.

The Girl in the Blue Bikini is hugging the tall good-looking boy.

The Girl in the Blue Bikini is playfully tossed in the water by the tall good-looking boy.

 

She feels jealous as The Girl in the Blue Bikini is rescued by the tall good-looking boy.

She feels jealous as The Girl in the Blue Bikini gets a kiss from the tall good-looking boy.

She feels jealous as The Girl in the Blue Bikini has everything She could ever want.

 

The Girl in the Blue Bikini laughs and kisses the tall good-looking boy back.

The Girl in the Blue Bikini laughs and takes a picture with her friends.

The Girl in the Blue Bikini laughs and walks with confidence.

 

She looks and sees the tall good-looking boy yank The Girl in the Blue Bikini back to him.
She looks and sees the tall good-looking boy speak angrily to The Girl in the Blue Bikini.

She looks and sees the tall good-looking boy turn around and walk back to the party.

 

The Girl in the Blue Bikini fakes a smile and walks back to the party.

The Girl in the Blue Bikini fakes a smile and laughs at something her friends said.

The Girl in the Blue Bikini fakes a smile and surreptitiously wipes a tear away.

 

She understands that The Girl in the Blue Bikini is not happy.

She understands that The Girl in the Blue Bikini is trying too hard.

She understands that The Girl in the Blue Bikini is not real.

 

The Girl in the Blue Bikini looks at Her and smiles.

The Girl in the Blue Bikini looks at Her and looks sad.

The Girl in the Blue Bikini looks at Her and wishes that she could be like

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Soul Speaker

Her mother walks in through the door.
Her mother yells about the mistake of having such a child.
Her mother laughs about the child's failures.
She slams the door after her mother's retreating figure.
She slams the door on love.
She slams the door on hope.
The air drops negative degrees.
The air tangles with her curly hair.
The air bursts with cruel vengeance.
She throws a punch at the unforgiving wall; only too late does she remembers the promise she made.
She throws another punch but at her pillow; she knows the pain will not reach her here.
She throws herself upon the floor; she is numb by this point.
Turning around, she desperately looks for an escape route.
Turning around, she swears she smelled his sweet innocent scent.
Turning around, she falls to her knees in a beg for mercy.
Crying out, she sees the picture of them upon her desk.
Crying out, she snatches the picture and drives it through with her bare fist.
Crying out, she gently picks up the photo and kisses the jagged glass upon his cheek.
Picking up the broken glass, she clutches it in a death grip in her hand.
Picking up the broken glass, she holds her hand out over the seventeenth story window of her apartment.
Picking up the broken glass, she lets the glass fall to the ground in the pretty pattern that glass falls in.
She wonders if she'll ever fall in such grace.
She wonders if she'll ever use her right hand again.
She wonders if she'll ever see him again.
The mirror taunts her.
The mirror shows her blatant honesty.
The mirror is too bright for her to see.
Looking at her reflection, tears stain her smooth cheeks.
Looking at her reflection, she is blinded by hate.
Looking at her reflection, she shatters the glass into a million sparkling pieces.
The glass falls all around her.
The glass falls upon her face and leave a signature of red.
The glass falls but still reflects a million more honest copies of herself.
Empty is the will she used to have.
Empty is the hollow heart of hope.
Empty is the air as she falls from seventeen stories.
Glorious is the thrill of wind against her skin.
Glorious is the thrill of speed out of control.
Glorious is the thrill of the blessed end.