<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752</id><updated>2011-10-16T17:34:24.210-07:00</updated><category term='new'/><category term='blog'/><title type='text'>Walking In My Shoes</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is just for the main usage of one girl to talk on endlessly about her life.. whether you want to hear it or not. She knows perfectly well that about 0-5 people visit a day, and that's ok. I seem to have 2 sides to me-- a shy side and an outgoing side. Perhaps this blog will show the latter. 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Yes, I have to admit, I did kind of forget about this blog. But now it's the start of my final year in high school...I hope I'm up to the challenge of college applications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not been in a good mood, recently, however. My dad has started to...hate me?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how this will play out, but he keeps on thinking I'll get into a "crappy" college (which on his standards is anything below #50- nationally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. My mom says that if I end up going to Towson (which is my safety school), she will kick me out of the house forever. What a threat. It's so hard to balance Asian thought with..American thought (??) in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-6113156867012438899?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6113156867012438899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=6113156867012438899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6113156867012438899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6113156867012438899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back :)'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-1160066899760640589</id><published>2011-05-21T19:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T19:08:24.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the world of money.</title><content type='html'>My parents are money hoggers..and that is all there is to be said.&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely hate them...way to be so mean to others &amp;gt;&amp;lt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems from my past few posts that this is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to be my anger releasing blog.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-1160066899760640589?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1160066899760640589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=1160066899760640589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1160066899760640589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1160066899760640589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2011/05/world-of-money.html' title='the world of money.'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-4358839375502126460</id><published>2011-04-22T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T18:15:03.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play some catch up</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone. It's been a long time, and so much has happened that I don't even know how to start. I've actually even written down on a post it what I want to blog about. Lol. I hope that someday I'll be able to look back on this blog and think about childhood, which I (will) miss so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1# Altruism vs. Inner Motives?&lt;br /&gt;This is the one thing that I don't get a lot of the time. When..you know, you are seriously trying to be nice to someone..truly being altruistic..and someone thinks you are faking it. Why is this world so cynical? Sigh. I wished some people could see my true intentions instead of thinking that I was faking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2# Shyness vs. Arrogance&lt;br /&gt;Just before spring break, I kinda got reprimanded (sp?) by one of my teachers.. saying that I couldn't and shouldn't be so introverted. He said that was a big reason for why I seemed to be in my own world, having no one to talk to when we did group work. I think some people (including some teachers) think that I am arrogant because I never really talk to others. But I'm really not. I'm just really shy sometimes because it takes me a long time to get to know people and actually trust them. And the less activities I do with a person, or the less contact our families have, the further I drift away from them. I really need to fix this problem of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3# These past few weeks, I've been kinda..I don't even know where to start. Basically, this African American guy told me that he liked me. He kept on asking me if Asians would like blacks, and I was like... 0_0; but I seriously didn't know he liked me at the time. Then, a few days later, he told me that he did. I was so shocked...&lt;br /&gt;I know some people will think I'm racist and think that I don't like him because he's black, but that's not even the main problem. The thing is that he does DRUGS. And I think security is often after him. It just makes me scared to even talk to such a person. sighhhh. I'm so speechless now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4# AHHH. AP exams are coming up..I got 4..and I'm only studying 2 right now! They are like in a week! I don't even know what I'm going to do. If I can get 4s on them, I'll be happy enough. Oh, this isn't good. Look at me compensating my grades-.- But the thing is that colleges don't even factor AP scores into admissions, which I think is just weird. I mean, it's a national test. It should trump inflated grades from some school districts, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, I'll be back hopefully sometime. That's all for now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-4358839375502126460?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4358839375502126460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=4358839375502126460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4358839375502126460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4358839375502126460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2011/04/play-some-catch-up.html' title='Play some catch up'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-8132599411581438500</id><published>2011-01-15T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T17:28:14.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post of 2011</title><content type='html'>Hi! Happy 2011 :) Kind of late, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;My resolutions this year are to excersice more, read through the entire Bible, spend some time recording music, and pick up Korean, in addition to honing my Chinese. Ahh, Junior year first semester, almost done! Just a few more exams to go. I can't wait. And I can't wait for spring break, either. I really want to try applying for a study abroad program in Korea (not China, actually, because..well, I already know Chinese--I am by no means good at it, but I think I'm exposed to Chinese culture more than I am to American culture--and the point of studying abroad is to have eyes opened and have a great time). Sigh, that would be like my dream present right now. And it's on a scholarship too, that is, if I can get it. But then I don't think my parents would let me do a gap semester or year. -.- Sigh. I want it so badly though :) Maybe I'll apply secretly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-8132599411581438500?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8132599411581438500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=8132599411581438500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8132599411581438500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8132599411581438500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-post-of-2011.html' title='First Post of 2011'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-5497032605783912358</id><published>2010-12-28T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T15:11:51.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;long time no blogging....&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just decided to drop by and wish everyone a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year :) All of you going somewhere, I envy you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been at home (and will be home) every single day of winter break. I haven't even taken a step outside my house...because my dad has no vacation days left to bring us anywhere..and my mom is too lazy to bring me anywhere. She just sleeps or cooks...&lt;br /&gt;So, my job is to do my hw and study for APs, while helping my brother with his writing. And my brother..just sits on the piano all day. Or blows the trombone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like exploding right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-5497032605783912358?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5497032605783912358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=5497032605783912358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5497032605783912358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5497032605783912358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas and Happy New Year'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-4842681234567985406</id><published>2010-11-27T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T14:44:27.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Abuse</title><content type='html'>I am utterly sorry for this post; I'm just very, very stressed, sad, and angry right now. If you do not want to read something sad, I suggest you leave this blog now.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my mom said I could go die if I hated my family. I don't hate my family. I just hate her. I won't even go into detail about what she did to me this time, but if you want any examples, just scroll down ("A Place to Vent"). Long story short, she said I could pick 2 choices. One, both of us would die in a car crash now; or she would send me to the police after getting my stuff (which equals stuff that was not bought with her money), meaning that I could not even take my clothes. I chose the latter, because I was so sad and angry that I felt like dying. So I came home, got all my stuff, and was about to leave. She told me to take all my clothes off, then leave. So I wore what was considered mine (stuff that I got with my own money- which by the way was earned all with my own tutoring jobs, as well as reward money from various essay/poem contests). I had never bought pants before, so she PUSHED me out of the house without anything on. The shirt that I had on was long enough to cover down to my knees. She also didn't let me wear shoes, because she said they were bought with her money. For your information, she doesn't even have a job now. It's all my dad's money. So then I'm outside, with one t-shirt on, and two backpacks (containing my school binders and books). As I start heading out, she comes running after me, saying that she doesn't want her reputation to be scarred, since all the neighbors were looking at my mom. I wanted to kill her at the moment. And she said this in the "oh yeah, you think you're so great, so just leave" tone. You could imagine how mad I was. I had tears streaming down my eyes and probably looked crazy--I don't blame anyone for thinking that I was a madman. Later, my dad came chasing after me, telling me that he was super sorry that my mom had acted like that, saying that I should understand her more due to her pressures. I'm still really mad right now, and I think I will never be able to love my mother again, but I guess I can try. I don't even know why I would try after the way she treated me, but hopefully God will give me the strength to do so. I can't wait until I go off to college, and do what I actually really like. You know, I have passions, goals, and dreams too, I also care so much about intrinsic values. I don't think my mom will ever understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just completely wasted a day--I don't believe it was the wrong thing to do, however. Time to catch up on the rest of my work, I'll check in later this week...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-4842681234567985406?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4842681234567985406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=4842681234567985406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4842681234567985406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4842681234567985406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/child-abuse.html' title='Child Abuse'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-8223515452397630504</id><published>2010-11-26T09:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T09:39:36.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Newest Addiction</title><content type='html'>I don't know what most people's addictions are around here, but my newest addiction is acutally a blogging/vlogging site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eatyourkimchi.com/"&gt;www.eatyourkimchi.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site is amazing--made by 2 Canadian teachers who are teaching abroad in Korea, they give the lowdown on Korean culture vs. American, with some other stuff in between. I just find them absolutely halarious..and I always learn something from their videos. If you don't know already, my goal is to teach abroad in Korea or China/Taiwan one day. I just love Asian culture..everything..from the cute things..to the not cute things (cue the story of when my shoes fell into the 'toilet')..to the bromance...to the nightlife..to their amazing entertainment..and technologies that never cease to impress me. I love it all. Except how they drink excessively (which, by the way, if you don't, you're considered not social.) Anyways, if you got time, check them out! They are added to my blogroll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-8223515452397630504?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8223515452397630504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=8223515452397630504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8223515452397630504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8223515452397630504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-newest-addiction.html' title='My Newest Addiction'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-1224263307829975328</id><published>2010-10-05T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T19:52:31.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Place to Vent</title><content type='html'>And this place, would be here.And it's a safe place, because most people who read this don't know me that well...with the exception of a few. Just don't tell your parents I wrote this--and that goes for all posts.  Ok, I'm going to go through all my anger right now, and then later I'll be back to normal. I once read somewhere, "If you get mad, Satan wins." So..I won't get mad in front of anyone's face, despite the fact I really feel like it sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. I'm auditioning for chorus, and my mom has signed me up for vocal lessons. Now, just to make it clear--my mom HATES music. She only likes my brother, because she believes that spending money on him is worth it while spending money on me is junk. She says that my brother has only played piano for 1 year and can already match my 6 years. Well, in case she didn't notice, I started piano lessons when I was FOUR. Obviously, when you are FOUR, your brain isn't as developed as when you're EIGHT. In short, my mom says that if I don't make it into the chorus, then my classes will be permenantly cancelled. What kind of person does that? I mean seriously, the point of going to lessons is to improve. My mom answers that question by saying, "Well, you aren't even good at singing, to tell you the truth. And, you aren't going to make it in anyways. And, you are just wasting my money. On top of all that, you have the PSATs, SATs, and ACTs coming up, which mean you should not even be going to lessons. Voice is a gift given by God--some people are born with it--you aren't." WOW. Way to lower a person's self esteem! I don't even know what to say. You decide yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. When I'm mad, I think about all the things that my parents have done wrong (mostly my mom). Today, she was talking on the phone with one of her friends, and she's like, "you know, I have started to love reading the Bible. I think I'm becoming a better person." That just made me remember how much she was a hypocrite, because just today, she got mad at me for reading Chinese wrong. In turn, that made me remember how when I was small, my mom made me walk down the stairs without holding onto the rail (for those who don't know, I have a walking disability, which is mostly limited to not being able to walk down stairs and being extremely scared of heights). Guess what. I couldn't do it, no matter how much I tried...and then my mom started to flip out. And if you haven't seen her flip out at me before, thank God you haven't. So, she gets the the "climax" of her flipping out, and calls the POLICE. Yeah, you heard me right--the police. So, the police comes, and I can tell that he feels extremely sorry for me. Thank goodness people with sympathy exist. I can't tell you how grateful I am when people don't yell "Hey! I like the way you walk," in a really sarcastic manner...or when they just laugh at me. Even the simplest things, such as when people walk behind me, they don't try to shove me down the stairs. Some people are nice. Others...not so much. I can be grateful in my heart, even if I don't say it. Just know that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c. Unfortunately, my story about my disability was published in the popular Chinese newspaper 2 weeks ago. Now, I say this is unfortunate because now EVERYONE knows about my problem. People come up to me and are like, "I was so touched by your story!" And that makes me want to cringe. Specifically, I wrote that paper about parental love (because "love" was the required topic and I really couldn't think of anything else to write about). When my mom heard that it was published, the first thing she says is, "OMG. LET ME SEE IT. DID YOU RUIN MY REP?" Honestly, is that what you would say to your kid? Sometimes, I really think my mom fails at being a parental figure. I hope I'm not going to end up like her...=/ Another thing that makes me mad is how the Chinese teacher didn't tell me that my paper was published until the week it came out. So, when a bunch of people came up to me, I was as clueless as someone who had hidden under a rock. It really annoys me when unexpected things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise my next post will be optomistic, because I like being optomistic. But, just not this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-1224263307829975328?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1224263307829975328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=1224263307829975328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1224263307829975328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1224263307829975328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2010/10/place-to-vent.html' title='A Place to Vent'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-6168453026308740373</id><published>2010-09-14T11:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T11:16:33.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Morph by MyHeritage</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI4NDQ4ODU2NTYyNSZwdD*xMjg*NDg4NTg4NDM3JnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9bW9ycGgmbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MiZvPTRiYzdiNmJl/MTVhNzQ4YWU4YjE1YjNiOGIyZTI2ZjIzJm9mPTA=.gif" /&gt;&lt;table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/videos/Y/28/4t83lb_809673bbbf6e74cm853kg1" width="340" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com"  &gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://celebrity.myheritage.com/celebrity-morph"  &gt;Celebrity Morph&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/genealogy-research"  &gt;Genealogy research&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/geneology"  &gt;Geneology &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-6168453026308740373?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6168453026308740373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=6168453026308740373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6168453026308740373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6168453026308740373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2010/09/celebrity-morph-by-myheritage.html' title='Celebrity Morph by MyHeritage'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-3252772626676934748</id><published>2010-06-30T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T07:57:21.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Horrors of Junior Year, just not yet</title><content type='html'>I sit here right now, getting ready to finish up ch 2 of my world notes. My hands are itching like crazy from some mysterious allergy. Technically, I had already finished my notes yesterday, but stupid Toshiba shut down on me for no reason (it still had 100% power), and lost all my notes. Word recovered stuff only up to 3 hours from my initial note taking time. That, just makes me very frustrated. So here I am, retyping notes. After this, I will be cracking down on the PSAT and ACT. My only goal for the PSAT is to break the 200s, because only three states, one of them including MARYLAND, makes it nearly impossible to get a scholarship unless you are like...at or over 223 I think it is? And, yeah. I'm not the typical asian, so I don't get that score. The ACT on the other hand, makes me a happy camper. Achievement vs. Aptitude. I guess that's what it comes down to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, the SAT 2 scores have just come out. Me and US= 730. Not an amazing score, and sadly, very sadly, only in the 85th percentile. :( :( My other subject tests, I assume, will be chinese, physics, world, and maybe english, but I highly doubt I actually need that many. But then again, if I don't get an 800 for chinese, there is no point in even reporting it since the national average for that is 763. Hello, smart, cheatery asains. xD Asains are prone to take the easy way out, no? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also started to watch the taiwanese (TW) drama PS Man, which is funny xD I love it so much that I can watch 4 episodes a day and not get anything done. Not good. Every once in a while I will refrain from watching, but then I miss the feeling of being addicted to a TW drama. Again, NOT good. I must stop, after PS is done though xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of anticipating junior year, and kind of not. I miss having friends. All I do is study study study...where did my life go? I don't think I had one to begin with. But, I do find joy in doing weird things that most people would hate doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SciO: I kind of fail at it now, considering the super smart people are joining now.&lt;br /&gt;-I'm also starting a non profit website that teaches people english and chinese, I think i'll enjoy this a lot, haha.&lt;br /&gt;sites.google.com/site/maximumenglishpower&lt;br /&gt;just in case you feel like checking it out. I'll start posting vids in August or Sept, if I actually get my hands on a camrecorder.&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, I'm thinking of getting a flip Mino, anyone have experience with those?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-3252772626676934748?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3252772626676934748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=3252772626676934748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3252772626676934748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3252772626676934748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2010/06/horrors-of-junior-year-just-not-yet.html' title='The Horrors of Junior Year, just not yet'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-5615084991365727322</id><published>2010-05-17T14:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T14:42:39.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a new post...and this time, on something else other than school :)</title><content type='html'>Finally, I am back, after the longest time of absence. I should be doing work, but hey, everyone needs a break once in a while. So, a while back (and by that...like a year or so ago?) I started subbing videos (translating from chinese to english) for chinese/taiwanese dramas. If you haven't watched asian dramas before and love those typical- ish (although asain dramas do have their style) love stories, I would highly recommend it. Check out our blog to watch the dramas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iswakfansubs.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.iswakfansubs.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also suggest starting with iswak, short for it started with a kiss (which can be found on the site), or devil beside you. They rank high on asian drama lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy watching, and if you like it, spread the word!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-5615084991365727322?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5615084991365727322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=5615084991365727322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5615084991365727322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5615084991365727322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-for-new-postand-this-time-on.html' title='Time for a new post...and this time, on something else other than school :)'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-373152803848395582</id><published>2010-02-28T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T14:42:58.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival of this blog</title><content type='html'>Ok, so has been 2 months since my last post. I have been wanting to post here for the longest time, but then when I stared into my pile of homework, I decided that it would be a good idea to push the computer aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a new year and so therefore, I believe it's time for some change :) Reading over my past posts, I realized how retarded some of them sound xD As a result, I hope to write about more important things now :) However, my emoticons are still here, because they are a must have in my vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has come off to a relatively good start, 2nd semester wise. My teachers are all amazing, and I have been starting to improve on math! (A right now, but I won't say more in fear of jinxing it). Additionally, yesterday at the Maryland Regional Science Olympiad, which was held at WJ, I got 2nd for Dynamic Planet (Earthquakes/Volcanoes) and 5th in Enviromental Chemistry. I must say, God was with me then, he deserves all the credit right there :P Because, heck, I didn't know a single thing I was doing, and it's not even an exaggeration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also thought about growing spiritually, since at the end of last year, I felt spiritually dead. I no longer went to teens group because of my hectic schedule, and up really late each night doing homework. I always wondered to myself how I could change this, and all of a sudden, a sunday school teacher's advice popped into my mind. He said, "Try praying to God and ask him to bless your day, and remember to read the Bible." Well, when I started doing that, lo and behold...I started getting good grades and understanding things in class! I started reading &lt;u&gt;The Purpose Driven Life&lt;/u&gt; (a devotional book) by Rick Warren--and let me tell you, that book works wonders. Even if you don't believe in the Christian faith, I believe that everyone should &lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt; to read it and take Rick Warren's advice for a week. Perhaps you might find something amazing happen to your life! :) My Bible readings have been slacking off lately, because of this amazing book :P But, I have to admit it's kind of wrong to just depend on a daily devotional to get through the day. But, that's better than nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's 12:04 now -.- I should probably get back to reading APUSH. By the way, does anyone know where I could get notes for this course, other than an AP Review Book? (like powerpoints, possibly? or if your teachers give you good notes? I would really appreciate it if you could contact me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it has been a miracle. My blog has been getting like 50 hits a day, obviously mostly from people I don't know. I makes me laugh to see people interested in reading my rants about my life :P Maybe these people (especially those random blog stalkers) need to get a life and stop reading my blog, don't you think so? Just kidding :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-373152803848395582?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/373152803848395582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=373152803848395582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/373152803848395582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/373152803848395582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2010/02/survival-of-this-blog.html' title='Survival of this blog'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-2552283992965183748</id><published>2009-12-30T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:58:03.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that I cannot live without...</title><content type='html'>I have heard the question "if your house burned down, what would you take with you?" question so many times. And I'm tired of having to think it through. So I'll just get it straight on this blog and remember it clearly in my mind xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-computer. I cant live without it! Homework..and everything else that is precious is on it. Not that hw is precious :P But then on second thought, sometimes I really want to dystroy this laptop because Toshiba keeps on breaking down. Im thinking about getting an Apple (haha in my dreams) or Dell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bible. Hopefully, one day I can get through reading the whole thing. I feel bad for not being able to -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-money. Yeah...obviously, to help me stay alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-C Me Smile lip balm xD yeah, I know, it's stupid. But I can't live without lip balm. Organic, and has carrots :P You people should try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My AP flashcards xD (yeah, after hours of attempting to finish them, no way im leaving them at home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- guitar. I would bring the piano, but it's too big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-2552283992965183748?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2552283992965183748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=2552283992965183748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/2552283992965183748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/2552283992965183748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-that-i-cannot-live-without.html' title='Things that I cannot live without...'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-5307237705220408181</id><published>2009-12-10T18:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T18:21:28.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRADE RANTs AND OTHERS</title><content type='html'>ok. i dont even know where to start right now. what has happened in this month? a lot. lemme start with the grades..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 6 A's, 1 C. HELLLO.. A C. IN PRECAL, YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME. OMG, IM SO DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;-NOW: I HAVE LIKE, A C IN PRECAL STILL, AND WORSE, PHYSICS IS HARDER AND I HAVE A B.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;my cousin came over for thanksgiving, and we went to the dc halocaust museum. i have to say--- saddest museum i have ever been to in my life.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-i took down all the pics on my facebook that does not have to do with church&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;- i cannot seem to concentrate! i don't know what is wrong with me..maybe i have a disorder?&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;- my period has been going for like, 1+ month and i dont know what im going to do.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-winter here is super cold sometimes (even snow!), yet we have no day off. that makes me very sad.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-midterm exams are coming up! i NEEDTHE A'S!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-i want my internship at the freer and sackler galleries! i reallllyy hope i get in...&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-i want to try out for the Tri-M Music Honor society..but im not sure if i can get in :(&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i- wish i was more independent and could control myself from being on the computer&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;- i want to take the "Senior Research Project" class in my senior year and make a website where i teach people chinese/english to people. (through music and other fun stuff  :)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;-i wish that i could control time and stay home from school whenever i wanted&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-5307237705220408181?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5307237705220408181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=5307237705220408181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5307237705220408181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5307237705220408181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/12/grade-rants-and-others.html' title='GRADE RANTs AND OTHERS'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-855115345317202554</id><published>2009-11-14T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T09:03:36.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel frustrated and overwhelmed</title><content type='html'>with schoolwork. I can't keep up, and it is starting to get on my nerves. I really just want a break :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-855115345317202554?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/855115345317202554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=855115345317202554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/855115345317202554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/855115345317202554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-feel-frustrated-and-overwhelmed.html' title='I feel frustrated and overwhelmed'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-3907668314033714980</id><published>2009-09-09T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T16:22:11.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>I really cannot imagine how long I have not posted anything on this blog. As of today, i have cracked the password code for this computer without my mom or dad actually being upstairs which is how I am able to be here right now typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School this year is actually going pretty good. Cept for the fact that I failed, and not "asian failed" but completely failed the first homework pop quiz for math. my schedule for the day is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AP US&lt;br /&gt;Apex Eng&lt;br /&gt;H Precalc&lt;br /&gt;H Physics&lt;br /&gt;Spanish 1&lt;br /&gt;H Chem&lt;br /&gt;AP Psych&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially love US , Chem, and Spanish this year. Of course, AP psych is fun, but i donno, i still like history better :P and precalc and english..well yeah they drive me crazy. BUT it is still not as bad as last year. Spanish one is cool cuz i like learning a new language, and right now since it's the beginning of the year it is really easy. However, the teacher is really strict and has some pretty absurd rules now and then. Physics, on the contrary to how people think it is the "hardest thing ever" i still like it somewhat because it actually relates to life (ahem, unlike math where it is completely abstract jumbo of stuff). Chem is sooo easy cuz my teacher is absolutely lax. For example, today she gave us an "unretakable quiz" where she gave us the answers 2 mins before the quiz while "reviewing." Sigh. teachers make all the difference. Oh, and then Chinese school starts this Saturday and I'm going to Northwest now. Sigh Im gonna miss the others at Churchill but that's ok :D&lt;br /&gt;oh and this year im joining Forensics, Debate, and Science Olympiad. I hope my homework can come through on time with so much stuff to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-3907668314033714980?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3907668314033714980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=3907668314033714980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3907668314033714980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3907668314033714980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-8857699703604078428</id><published>2009-07-04T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T16:02:31.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get ready for a long post...</title><content type='html'>Because I haven't blogged in over a month!!! That is definetly a shocker at first thought, but then again, I've been so busy recently. Here's a heads up on the contents of this post before I start...&lt;div&gt;+what ive been doing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+life lessons learned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+currently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+rest of plans for summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+just stuff that i feel like talking about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. What I've been doing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats been keeping me from blogging? The lack of my computer, obviously. It has been confiscated because according to my parents I seem to not be able to live without my computer. So they want to ween me off it, or whatever they call it. I'm not ADDICTED to my computer, I just enjoy being on it because of my lack of activities this summer. My parents signed me up for this dr. li reading/ math sat prep camp, and im also required to do large amounts of homework each day that might as well drive me insane this summer. But I guess it isn't a totally useless summer because I have come to reflect on a few things as a result of some expirences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Life lessons learned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ lesson: do not be a hyprocrite; learned from mom during my stay at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, she has pissed me off quite a lot this summer, and it's due to her hypocritical- ness. She often tells me not to scream at my brother, who makes me beyond mad sometimes, yet she is yelling at me. She also hits me often, and hey even if the Bible says that parents must discipline their kids, it also says not to "embitter" them. Well, hitting me 100 times in a row with a wooden stick apparently does not cut it yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+lesson: stop being stressed, no matter where you are; learned from my stay at the hospital over the summer, one night only though :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reason for staying at the hospital? Because I've been having some "neurological spells" pretty often these days, they think it might be seziures ("they" as in the doctors). So I stayed a night there.. and basically I was already hating it though there was literally nothing wrong with me. I NEVER want to stay there again. Being hooked up to a gazillion monitors, about 30 electrodes hanging from my head, and a wire for heartbeat, blood pressure, and measuring oxy, you cannot move. AT ALL. Not only that, but the service was horrible. Not like food service or anything-- just the service of the nurses. There was this one time that I couldnt breathe during my stay at the hospital, and it was because there was no fresh air and I felt like fainting. Yeah, well no nurse showed up until after 30 mins later. Then there was this other time when my heartbeat went beyond 100 or something.. still no nurse until another 30 mins later. Then the worst thing was when my oxygen measurer thing fell off my finger and accidentally switched off right? No nurse, at all, until 1 hr later. What would of happened if it was a real case? Psh, I would have been dead by then. Seriously, I would not be surprised if their death rate was high...=/ Yeah so anyways in the end they said that my "spells" was probably due to being stressed out too much and that I often had migranes or something and that I probably needed to go see a phyciatrist or however you spell it. They also said it would help to do meditation/yoga or something. I feel so bad for those patients who really ARE sick, because honestly, I dont think the hospital makes people ANY better, especially personality wise, and without a happy mind, how is anyone going to get better soon? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+lesson: Life is precious, and you better live it right because you never know what will happen next; learned from my visit in NJ where I saw my dad's friend from middle school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This friend of my dad's has ALS, or Lou Gerigs Disease. It's also a neurological disease, where your nerves slowly die, to the point that the whole person becomes paralyzed, yet your mind is still very clear, and still have the sense of feelings. However, the worst comes down to not being able to breathe, and that will be the end. Most people with this disease live for 3 years after diagnosis. When I saw that guy, I almost could not believe my eyes. I don't even know if that's what you would call "living" anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Currently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so guess what. First thing I must talk about. I GOT A 5 ON MY AP NSL EXAM! :D i can rest in peace now..but im wrong. Anyways, back to the AP test for a second. see I found out 3 days ago that I got a 5, via email from our school's AP coordinator. Now guess what stupid prank my parents decide to play on me? My dad gets in the house with the mail, and both he and my mom are like "OMG MICHELLE YOU ARE SOOO STUPID. HOW COULD YOU GET A 4 ON THE EXAM?! YOUR SCHOOL'S AP COORDINATOR MUST BE 老花眼!" (that is like, i donno how to say it in english but whatever.) when i heard that, i was sooo shocked. and then i found out they were tricking me. lol but i have to admit they did get me there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hm, lemme see..what else. Oh yes, for these past 2 weeks I have gone to Dr Li's SAT prep camp. All i have to say is, I am a retard. Everyone there is sooo good at math...and I am not. ALL the people there (not exaggerating) are either from RM (IB or MYP program..i know MYP is lower but still), Blair (Magnet), Canada, or TJ (Thomas Jefferson, Magnet program, ranked #1 in the whole US). Yeah. so technically, I SUCK at math. even worse than some of the rising 8th graders (well, theyve been in dr li camp for many years already, but still..this is my first time though) and Dr Li camp (the math) is sooo hard for me. like they ask questions such as.." in the sequence where 8 is the first number and all the numbers after that are twice of the preceding term plus 3, what is the units digit of the 1001th term." something like that. and im like AJDKFS;LDJFA HOW DO I KNOW?! yet this blair person figured it out. i feel so retarded. thats all im gonna say. Tomorrow I'll be taking a full mock SAT for the 1st time in my life. Well, i guess this isnt the first, but the last one i took was in 3rd grade so you know...yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Rest of plans for summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*summer retreat: the next closest thing i think. I cant wait for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*going to library to read off like my family's $30 fines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*another session of dr li camp in august (each session= 2 wks)..-SIGH-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*summer reading hw (yeah like ive mentioned. wj has this cool reading policy now, where you get to READ ONE BOOK AND ONE BOOK ONLY!) XDD but then you have to write an essay when you get back. any books for reccomendation? I prefer good lit books that are about &gt;300 pgs. because if we read a "non lit" book our english teacher will be pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think that is it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah you know I actually started this post like a month ago but i didnt feel like finishing it unitl now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-8857699703604078428?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8857699703604078428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=8857699703604078428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8857699703604078428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8857699703604078428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/07/get-ready-for-long-post.html' title='Get ready for a long post...'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-3125399860328544114</id><published>2009-05-31T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:02:47.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed</title><content type='html'>With finals and 4 projects due very soon, I feel like I am about to collapse. Seriously, why can't anyone just give us a break. Teachers are very bad a managing their time apparently. The only teacher that I actually think is reasonable is my Govt teacher. All the others either get off track too early or never get off track but go to slow and in the end having 2 tests in the span of 1 week. Currently my GPA is 3.91, I think if I get another B it will go down, and I really hope I don't (though I'm def getting a B in english for the final semester grade.) --sighh--&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RECENT NEWS/ ACCOMPLISHMENTS :) YAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we went to NSO in Georgia, and as a school, we got 49th/60th place. (not too good, I understand). BUT. i got 27th in Astronomy :D and 34th in picture this..(it isnt that bad...but there words were reaally hard :( ) and then. 55th :( :( in elevated bridge (but I didnt build any part of it, becuase the selfish person wanted to build it all himself so fine. at least i dont need to share the pain of getting 55th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got 3rd place in Hope Chinese School's Spelling Bee contest :D the prize was this trophy (that looked really cheap, it was made out of gold plastic -__-) and a $20 gift card to Best Buy..I donno what I want to get with it. What I really want is an ipod, but I don't think I will get one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-3125399860328544114?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3125399860328544114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=3125399860328544114' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3125399860328544114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3125399860328544114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/stressed.html' title='Stressed'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-2130689009717897164</id><published>2009-05-24T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T15:46:29.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do if your parents hit you 100X straight with a wooden rod?</title><content type='html'>I'm asking this question seriously, because it happened to me today. Not that you would have to answer this question, I'm not even sure I want to know the answer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this has gotten way too far. Having a bipolar mom (she seems like one, at least) is definetly not something one would want to have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Consider this morning's incident. So, I happen to wake up late, and so my mom gets pissed. Obviously it is Sunday, which means church. My mom starts making me eat really fast (consider her torture method of counting to 40 and having the expectation that I finish my glass of milk (big) by the time she gets to that number. Following that, she makes me bring my man tou (chinese bun thing) to the car and makes me finish it before we get to the church. The bun is not one of those medium sized/miniature ones, it's one of those huge ones that come in a 4 pack at Mei xin. And clearly, having finished my milk, the man tou is beyond dry. I could barely swallow it. We get to the church, and she turns around, yells at me for eating too slow, and turns back home. On the way, she is cussing, saying how I ate slower than my brother (another unreasonable comparision, since he only had one miniature bun and a small glass of milk). When we get home, she drags me into the basement, and hits me 100x in a row with a wooden rod/paint sticks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this was written about 3 weeks ago, however i never had a chance to publish it and will do so now. by now my anger has melted but still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-2130689009717897164?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2130689009717897164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=2130689009717897164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/2130689009717897164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/2130689009717897164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-would-you-do-if-your-parents-hit.html' title='What would you do if your parents hit you 100X straight with a wooden rod?'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-3604577709616924770</id><published>2009-05-02T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T18:30:29.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging to relieve..</title><content type='html'>My stress. I am so stressed out right now, AP test in 2 days. I really, really want to get a 5.. but it seems almost sureal. I'm not doing very well on the free responses, and with my current grades on the MC section, I need to at least get 3/4 free responses with good scores (read: perfect). So, I am just freaked...but this is my first one. I am trying not to be too hard on myself, so that if I get a 4 (I will not accept anything below a four, pray to God that I won't!), I will feel like it's normal, and if I get a 5, I will be overjoiced. :( Honestly though, I don't think I will get a 5--it will be a miracle if I do. At this point, more studying/cramming probably won't help that much...all  I can do is pray and hope that I will get a 5. I'll update you on how it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-3604577709616924770?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3604577709616924770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=3604577709616924770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3604577709616924770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3604577709616924770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/blogging-to-relieve.html' title='Blogging to relieve..'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-4166355302258954113</id><published>2009-05-01T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:50:35.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AP exam and right now</title><content type='html'>The AP Gopo test is up in another 3 days...me=freaking out. i should be studying chinese right now, there is this huge contest tomorrow to see if i can qualify up into the top 3. We already have done this once, but now we have to do it again. I really hope I can get into the top 3, but I really, really don't want to study right now, which is why I am on blogger, procrasinating. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-4166355302258954113?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4166355302258954113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=4166355302258954113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4166355302258954113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4166355302258954113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/05/ap-exam-and-right-now.html' title='AP exam and right now'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-519382892531387586</id><published>2009-04-27T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:51:37.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I find this quite interesting...</title><content type='html'>that people from all over the world are reading my blog. and there are even some that stalk...not that i appreciate it. is there something on my blog that just happens to run on a search engiene? or how did you get to this page? i really would not like to be stalked, but hey, if this is a source of entertianment for you... then i guess it wouldnt hurt that much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-519382892531387586?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/519382892531387586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=519382892531387586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/519382892531387586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/519382892531387586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-find-this-quite-interesting.html' title='I find this quite interesting...'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-6379723884251083415</id><published>2009-04-09T12:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T12:43:45.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost over a month since i havent blogged...</title><content type='html'>Wow... such a long time since I haven't blogged....but currently it's spring break, so why not? -sighs- the wonderful wheather outside... im jealous of those people who are in florida, italy, france, cirribean islands, galapagos, china. ahhhh i wishh i was somewhhhere fun. but no. :( im not.. im stuck at home..you guessed it, doing nsl ap prep. and my brother is really not cooperating.&lt;br /&gt;hm, so let's see what i have to catch you guys back up about my life...&lt;br /&gt;um. yesterday i went to watch race to witch mountain and half of monsters v aliens. omg they were sooo good :D&lt;br /&gt;and also, wj is going to scioly ntls!!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;and im actually part of the A team this time~! im so happy. This year it will be held in GA... where my cousins are.&lt;br /&gt;oh and um, could you guys pray for my grandpa? thanks.. he's in the hospital in china now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-6379723884251083415?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6379723884251083415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=6379723884251083415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6379723884251083415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6379723884251083415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/04/almost-over-month-since-i-havent.html' title='Almost over a month since i havent blogged...'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-2044781512578144439</id><published>2009-03-21T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T07:26:34.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh well</title><content type='html'>right now its 11:21 AM..I should be at capsa&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not. why? because my parents said so-- aka my mom because everything she says is what counts in our family (ironically, opposite of what the Bible says).&lt;br /&gt;Last night I couldn't finish my chinese homework, and so the result is not being able to go to CAPSA. For some reason though, I did not feel like going anyways. Sometimes my tutee drives me crazy... she never even attempts to listen anymore. I am so going to get another tutee next year.&lt;br /&gt;My mom also wants me to join the CApsa writing contest-- reason: to earn 250$ for her. its so pointless, i really don't want to do it. and omg, next wk is SciO!!!! I am so not ready.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and so, my mom woke up today about not being able to go to capsa... her first words to me as I woke up: "I dont feel like bringing you to capsa today, plus you didnt do your chinese hw. im in a bad mood today." who the &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$"&gt;!@#$&lt;/a&gt; says that! dakfjdsjf;jasdkjfsdfjasdf i get soo mad at her. and then she says to the coordinatior to my group:&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE IS SICK.&lt;br /&gt;AKSJFSDFSDFASDF&lt;br /&gt;LIKE SERIOUSLY?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A HUGE LIAR. LIAR. HYPOCRITE. AND BIPOLAR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-2044781512578144439?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2044781512578144439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=2044781512578144439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/2044781512578144439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/2044781512578144439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-well.html' title='oh well'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-3922681125779578335</id><published>2009-03-11T19:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:53:40.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bday</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is my birthday! I really cannot believe that I'm turning 15, it sure doesn't feel like it at all. Ug time goes by so fast! Sometimes, I'm not even sure whether I want to grow up this quickly. I'm still trying to think of something special to do for my birthday-- im completely out of ideas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-3922681125779578335?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3922681125779578335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=3922681125779578335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3922681125779578335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3922681125779578335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/bday.html' title='Bday'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-367603298641992435</id><published>2009-03-07T18:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:55:38.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff.</title><content type='html'>Today is March 7th, my last post was March 1. for some reason, it really felt as if it was been such a long time that I havent been on my blog, which is why I chose to log back on and write something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, newsnewsnews! My birthday is sooonn! I really don't feel 14, or soon to be 15, for that matter. It always seems as if I don't feel like I'm any older until my birthday has actually passed for quite a while. And last year, I did not feel 13 unitl it was time for me to turn 14. 15 is such a scary number, and now, I am pretty much freaking out about my gopo AP exam as well as the SATs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also now joined the SciO, and i am doing the following events: dynamic planet, elevated bridge, and picture this. I believe that all of them will be fun, but unfortunately, they all consume so much time that I doubt I can win any signifigant place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I went to my old middle school to try to get a book. However, the racist, mean African American lady told me that I could not check it out, since I did not go to that school anymore. I completely understand that-- however, she said it in this tone that was really disturbing and mean. So, to compensate, I asked my friend, who still goes to that school, to check it out for me under her name. She agreed. The next day, she went to the school library and asked about the book, and this is how the librarian replied:&lt;br /&gt;"You are trying to help that girl, aren't you? You know you cannot do that; she does not go to this school. I am not allowing you to check it out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, can someone tell me, which libarian would do that?! I mean seriously, libraries are a place where you are allowed to check out stuff. Libraries are a place of resource. And what happens if my friend just happened to need that book too? Geez, I really think that librarian was too rude. She was also racist. One day, (during a time when i still went to that school) I overheard her saying bad things about asians. So what? She thinks that asians are workaholics? brianiacs? Well, for her information, I think it's better to actually get a GOOD job when you grow up, not working at some middle school libarary. She was so discouraging. Sometimes, I just want to scream in their face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-367603298641992435?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/367603298641992435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=367603298641992435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/367603298641992435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/367603298641992435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/stuff.html' title='stuff.'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-638292335034158416</id><published>2009-03-01T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T14:38:47.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Faultyness of IM</title><content type='html'>Hey, I am finally back. After such a lonnggg absence. But this is just a break. Currently, I am writing my Mock Supreme Court Article/Opinion. Anyways...I came back on to talk about as you can see.... the faultyness of IM. And yes, I know that faultyness might not actually be spelled like that, but it's ok :) So a few weeks ago, I was talking to this person. And we happened to be typing things at the same time, at a fast rate... and unfortunately, I kept on missing her point. -Sigh- these things make me feel really bad. Or when you type words like "lol"-- are you really laughing? Or is it just a conversation filler when you have nothing to say? And when you type things, you never get to hear their tone. Is "what?" as in a nice tone, or "what" in a sarcastic tone? I never know. This is when emoticons come into use... yet ghcat does not have a wide variety of emoticons to pick from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-638292335034158416?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/638292335034158416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=638292335034158416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/638292335034158416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/638292335034158416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/03/faultyness-of-im.html' title='The Faultyness of IM'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-1881923580797550978</id><published>2009-02-14T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:30:55.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its v day</title><content type='html'>hii so im back on cuz theres a three day wknd which = there is still timmee&lt;br /&gt;and uhh, i dont really have anything to say cept happy v day everyone?　:) &lt;3 all you people :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-1881923580797550978?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1881923580797550978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=1881923580797550978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1881923580797550978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1881923580797550978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-v-day.html' title='its v day'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-5004472065039983024</id><published>2009-02-05T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:49:27.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont know why...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I logged on to my blogger account. It is like 0:43 according to my computer screwed up time in the chinese format. I am supposed to be doing my English paper outline on the Church of England, and it is not done yet. I'm probably going to be getting like 4 hours of sleep tonight. Maybe less. I need to get up at around 6. Fairfax County is so lucky now, they are trying to pass this rule so that high school people can go to school at 8:15. But MoCo is still mean. It just HAS to be 7:25, and I know for a fact that they are never going to change it unless it would bump down their #1 county status. Yeah, Montgomery County likes reputation; it's not like nobody can tell. I think I should be getting back to my essay outline now, I guess I don't want to be the reason why MoCo gets its status bumped back to #3 because I did not do a gazillion APs and stuff. I'm taking two next year... hope thats enough. Some people are taking 4. Freaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-5004472065039983024?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5004472065039983024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=5004472065039983024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5004472065039983024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5004472065039983024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-know-why.html' title='I dont know why...'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-7765392578809394844</id><published>2009-01-30T18:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T18:53:17.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life as of now</title><content type='html'>Life is going ok I guess. Cept there are a few things that could make my life better. Example: I would love to have a virus free computer and a less stressful school life. My schedule is gonna drive me crazy in the 10th grade-- watch me like completely fail. Is as follows: Apex English 10, H Pre Calc, AP Phycology, AP US History, H Chemistry, H Chinese, H Physics. Right now, it's already starting to look bad. Right now I should be doing my chinese homework, since I have chinese school tomorrow. Really don't feel like it though, we turn it in every two weeks anyways. And I have just finished laying out a "cirriculum" based on MCPS/ Stone Mill rules... on stuff they "have to know" by the end of the 2nd grade. I never really have fun weekends anymore... I have no clue how I survive so please do not ask. My social life is going to be going in a downward spiral as well, the future as of now looks as if there will be not even a &lt;em&gt;modicum&lt;/em&gt; of happiness in it. But you never know, I always manage to make things.... although I don't know if it will be for better or worse. Uggggg I cannot stop talking about my grades. I really need to stop. And a few days ago I have just noticed that my brother has completely uninstalled the games on my TI 84+ Silver edition. :( Great. Oh well, I guess I'll log again...in a few wks. Ive got this huge project coming up. Anticipating fail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-7765392578809394844?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7765392578809394844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=7765392578809394844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/7765392578809394844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/7765392578809394844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-life-as-of-now.html' title='My life as of now'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-6878805669168634010</id><published>2009-01-11T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:07:13.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>trouble</title><content type='html'>im in extreme trouble. my grades are so gonna slip, and in order to get an untarnished 4.0 GPA unweighted, I must get straight As this quarter and As on most of my exams. I doubt that will really happen, which means I will not have a 4.0 GPA by the end of the semester. That would be horrible. I really do not know what to do, except to pray and hope that I can get As. I really hope we get some ice in the parking lot so that exams will be pushed back. ahhh im so doomed. I shouldnt even  be on blogger right now-- I should be doing my biology flashcards. but I really need to take a break. I also need to be writing my essay. I'm not going to be getting good grades this quarter. And, I want to watch a movie right now. yeah, that was random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-6878805669168634010?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6878805669168634010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=6878805669168634010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6878805669168634010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6878805669168634010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/01/trouble.html' title='trouble'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-8651326483709901935</id><published>2009-01-02T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:55:10.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's and Resolutions</title><content type='html'>Its 2009!!!&lt;br /&gt;In these few days, people have been talking a lot about new year's resolutions. i never seem to be able to keep my resolutions though. Like once it was to finish reading the Bible. Never happened. I always seem to stick with it for a while, and then, it just slowly falls out. It's still winter break right now, but I dont really like my winter break. It's just full of homework. Nothing EXTREMELY fun. I think the best thing I did this break was go to the movies. So this winter break I have accomplished the follwing things so far:&lt;br /&gt;- mock congress refection essay&lt;br /&gt;- my other govt essay of savage inequalities&lt;br /&gt;- my govt reading guide of 35 questions&lt;br /&gt;- the 12th chapter of my govt book&lt;br /&gt;- a few pages of the math semester A review&lt;br /&gt;- and currently: the outside reading project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My remaining goals are to finish the outside reading project, my other english essay which includes interviewing my parents on the american dream, and my 2 debate cases. Though due to the HORRIBLE resolution this time, I realllyyy do not want to go to debate. But then again, I dont want to seem like a slacker. And after all, this is the second to last debate of the season. Ehh i dont know why, but these few days I've been in a not so happy mood. Due to my brother saying some really irritating stuff, such as "mommy was &lt;em&gt;about&lt;/em&gt; to get you an ipod, but then she was like 'never mind'. " and also things like how my grandpa does not want to talk to me on the phone, how my mom forces me to play the piano and guitar to my relatives even though i just started playing guitar (therefore it can be concluded that it doesnt even sound good) and that I have &lt;em&gt;just started playing piano again in like, 4 years&lt;/em&gt;, and yeah, it just seriously pisses me off. I dont know, I just really hate my winter break as of now. I think the only thing that can cure me of my bad mood is a trip to somewhere fun, which is definetly not happening in the next few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-8651326483709901935?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8651326483709901935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=8651326483709901935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8651326483709901935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8651326483709901935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-and-resolutions.html' title='New Year&apos;s and Resolutions'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-1936359020950313406</id><published>2008-12-25T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T10:20:08.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im supposed to be...</title><content type='html'>im supossed to be somewhere cool&lt;br /&gt;like disney world&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;movie theatre&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;a playdate/sleepover&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;a cruise.&lt;br /&gt;but no&lt;br /&gt;instead, im at home.&lt;br /&gt;doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my family, for missing cruise tickets, not planning to go anywhere. fine, call me shallow, i dont care anymore. its suposed to be christmas, Jesus's birthday. I'm supposed to be celebrating, like getting him a cake a chilling out. but no. im here, as always, living my boring life to the uppermost. so yeah. and i might be posting again, depending on how bored i am. and oh yeah, today im going to ANOTHER person's house to eat. AGAIN. and same with TOMORROW. geez, i really just want to go somewhere fun and STOP GOING TO PPLS HOUSE'S TO EAT!&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, the reason why im not even gonna bother telling my dad where i want to go, is because he will never understand. and probably think its a stupid place. i mean, seriously, he wanted to go to strathsmore. ok, um, i like music, but not strasthmore. i prefer to go to the newsboys concert in fedrick, but yeah, no chance of going there either.&lt;br /&gt;you know, i have NEVER been to a real concert in my life. like not a teen one. go ahead, you can pull out that famous line of "where have you been the last 20 years!"&lt;br /&gt;im fine with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-1936359020950313406?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1936359020950313406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=1936359020950313406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1936359020950313406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1936359020950313406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-supposed-to-be.html' title='im supposed to be...'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-8456540142011523155</id><published>2008-12-24T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T20:12:35.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you</title><content type='html'>Thanks to everyone who gave me a gift this christmas. I think this is one of the most special christmases I have ever had even though half of my family isnt even with me. All those gifts that I recieved, no matter good or bad, it made me feel special, that someone actually cared enough for me to give me a gift.&lt;br /&gt;These were the gifts I got:&lt;br /&gt;-a cute coin pouch&lt;br /&gt;-a pretty cross key chain&lt;br /&gt;-a bottle of citrus cocnut bubble bath (omg spells amazing!)&lt;br /&gt;-a scarf (wasnt of good quality but oh well, she was kinda forced to give it to me)&lt;br /&gt;- a chocolate lollipop type thing&lt;br /&gt;- a candy cane&lt;br /&gt;- another candy cane with a chocolate chip cookie&lt;br /&gt;-and a REALLY NICE scarf that i totally &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so thanks everyone, for making me feel &lt;3ed :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-8456540142011523155?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8456540142011523155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=8456540142011523155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8456540142011523155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8456540142011523155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/12/thank-you.html' title='thank you'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-4766867394756581171</id><published>2008-12-23T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:24:40.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter break, my grandma's passing, and stuff</title><content type='html'>Ok, so this winter break wouldve been good.&lt;br /&gt;But my grandmother's death kinda ruined it.&lt;br /&gt;At first I was really sad that she died, and even now, it still seems surreal. I still have to pinch myself. And I feel guilty too. My last words to her was something I'm not quite sure of, and ever since I came back from china i think I have only talked to her once or twice. Now I really regret it. I was the last one in my family to know about this, and while everyone in my family is crying, I'm just sitting there, speechless. I hope people dont think that I'm cold hearted or anything like that, I guess I'm just weird and see things from a different perspective. My grandma went through much suffering, in the hospital for about a month, and I think that it was God's will to take her up to Heaven, and she was a Christian, which is probably one of the reasons why I'm less scared of her death. However, if the person that died was someone that wasnt a believer, I'm not quite sure I'd be able to make it through the day. I hope I dont make the mistake again of regretting not talking to my grandma, because now that she's gone, I no longer can talk to her in person, and the next time i'll see her is in Heaven, if I make it there. I hope I can talk to my grandpa more now, I realllyy dont want to make the same mistake. I also feel so guilty that I'm not there for the funeral, while basically everyone else is-- even my brother. Only me and my dad isnt there. I really wish I could go. I guess it really is true, that one does not truly miss something until it's gone. I hope that I can value the people in my life more, but sometimes it seems almost impossible with things like school in the way. I mean, seriously, if you asked me if I loved God, I would say "yes", but when I really think about it, do I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; love Him? I cant even put aside 10 minutes a day not even a &lt;em&gt;second&lt;/em&gt; of time to read the Bible. I've always meant to, but it just seems as if I cant get to it. I really need to change. After all that God has done for me, and all his healing maricles, I really need to "pay back," though there really is nothing to pay back, because what am I compared to the Lord Almighty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my dad are the only ones left here in America this winter break, and while 2 of my friends are going to Florida, going skiing at Seven Springs, etc., I'm stuck here at home, with no where to go, and worse, doing homework all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today school let out 2 hours early, due to a pipe break, where lots of gallons of water was gushing out/ minute. I was like, one of the first people in the school to find out about this, since I just happened to be watching the news when the story broke on abc. or was it fox? nbc? I dont quite remember. And so, because it let out 2 hours early, and school closed right after students left, I had to walk to the davis library. The school that I go to is like a 5 minute walk to the davis library, but today, it was so cold outside that I almost couldnt do it (i think i have cold induced asthma). Grabbing my jacket hood and pulling it close to my face, I walked on, knowing that if I didnt go to the davis library, I would be stuck in the cold forever. The other factor that makes me not like to walk to the davis library is the fact of crossing democracy blvd., where there are many unmerciful cars that zoom down the road, never looking at the sidewalk to see if there are any pedestrians desperately waiting to cross the road. But God really helped me, because I just happened to be able to cross both roads today, I was really happy that a car wasnt being cruel. This was the first time I walked to davis library myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think for the rest of this winter break besides doing hw and studying I might be going swimming or something, catching up on sleep is a definite yes, and i donno what else to do. I really wanted some play dates / sleepover with friends, but I guess thats not really a possibility now since everyone is going on vacation over break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope everyone has a great break, and dont forget about me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-4766867394756581171?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4766867394756581171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=4766867394756581171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4766867394756581171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4766867394756581171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-break-my-grandmas-passing-and.html' title='Winter break, my grandma&apos;s passing, and stuff'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-5609896405802531556</id><published>2008-12-20T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:40:21.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas party</title><content type='html'>Today I had 2 parties. The first one was for Capsa, where I tutor little kids at. They were like, so cute, the little kids. Anyways, for the raffle I got a nice looking picture frame :D&lt;br /&gt;and then my second party was at church. amazingly the sermon was pretty good, and the songs we sang were ok also. A LOT of people came today to our church, due to our massive email chain and massive distributions and 3 boards on the newspaper b/c the newspaper made a mistake :P&lt;br /&gt;Like, double the amount of ppl came. I think, around 300- 370. And we completely ran out of food to eat, it was kinda sad.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and today in chinese school... I basically did nothing because all I did was go to get my certificate. and YAY i got one of the good ones :D&lt;br /&gt;and she only gave out like, 4. I feel proud :D&lt;br /&gt;After chinese school I went to Icing  to buy my secret santa person earrings. They were these silver studs.... I hope she likes them.&lt;br /&gt;And um. I think my secret santa person totally forgot about me, because she said she didnt know who i was in front of the whole class. kinda offending.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, that was my day. kinda satisfying, though not completely. I hope all you people have a wonderful winter break while I'm stuck at home, going nowhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-5609896405802531556?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5609896405802531556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=5609896405802531556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5609896405802531556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5609896405802531556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-party.html' title='christmas party'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-5247087031199033959</id><published>2008-12-19T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:56:29.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mad</title><content type='html'>ok, im like so pissed at my dad.&lt;br /&gt;he is sooo annoying!&lt;br /&gt;like, he always thinks im slow, so when he wakes me up in the morning at 6:00, he calls me every 25 seconds, "MICHELLE, YOU NEED TO HURRY UP!" or "MICHELLE, ITS ALREADY ____ (time)!" and ex: when its like, 6:30, he will say its 7:00. always like, 30 minutes later. it gets on my nerves. and when he doesnt hear any sound of my footsteps, he thinks i havent gotten out of bed. has he ever considered that the bathroom door is closed or that im changing into school clothes? GEEZ. sometimes i hate him.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;he always pretends like he doesnt know the answer to something&lt;br /&gt;when he does&lt;br /&gt;and he tries to be "nice" to me when im mad. gets me even madder. im serious, he is so not the ideal dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-5247087031199033959?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5247087031199033959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=5247087031199033959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5247087031199033959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5247087031199033959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/12/mad.html' title='mad'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-4725467928079846647</id><published>2008-12-15T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:58:04.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8:57</title><content type='html'>ehh, not that late. acutally, I still have math hw and govt to read. but I think this blog helps me in a way that is unexplainable, so i guess i'll keep updating. i'll be back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-4725467928079846647?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4725467928079846647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=4725467928079846647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4725467928079846647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4725467928079846647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/12/857.html' title='8:57'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-2779539100968222769</id><published>2008-12-13T18:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:44:36.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Cope is to Learn</title><content type='html'>Amazingly, I have learned to cope with the fact that my mom is in china for the next three wks. My dad has COMPLETELY surprised me with his newly attined cooking skills. (Are they new, or was my mom just pretending that he could not cook? I will never know.) Oh, and my grades have also been slowly falling. For some reason I always start out strong, and my grades end up being in the 87-91% range. I seem to never be able to get better. And today, I amazingly did actually ok on my chinese test. I was quite surprised that the quiz was completely different from the study guide (to the exeption of some same ones)-- i got a 96%-- placed 3rd in the class. AGAIN. How come i always place third in EVERYTHING? Perhaps that's in correlation with my 87-91% grade range. And hmm. my mom has been asking me what I want from china. I seriously dont know. currently on my list:&lt;br /&gt;- erasers of good quality&lt;br /&gt;- super tight barretes that can keep my hair out of my face.&lt;br /&gt;and DEFINETLY NO CLOTHES. they always shrink by the time I have washed them for the second time. Signature of chinese poor labor.&lt;br /&gt;During the time my mom was gone, I have made three conclusions about guys/ my dad in general.&lt;br /&gt;1. He's actually not bad at cooking.&lt;br /&gt;2. He is forgetful, not packing me a spoon in my lunchbox OR actually turning ON  the alarm clock after he set the time.&lt;br /&gt;3. He is faster at driving as well as more efficient than my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my living with my dad with an absence of my brother and mom isnt that bad after all. actually, I starting to like the quietness I get. But it feels quite awkward...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-2779539100968222769?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2779539100968222769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=2779539100968222769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/2779539100968222769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/2779539100968222769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-cope-is-to-learn.html' title='To Cope is to Learn'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-229527693779831574</id><published>2008-12-06T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:47:01.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe my brother actually reads my posts. i mean, sure, he's a "follower", but actually reading them? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so pissed this last wk in debate. 0-2. i won none. one due to the fact the opponent was better, and the other, because my judge did not seem to understand the meaning of a "social contract." She also did not hear part of my constructive, because she went to close the door. seriously, these are like unfair losses. I should not have lost, but i have finally let it go. So im fine now, but still, it kind of DEmotivates me to go back to debate. but this is when i think of the saying, "you are never a quitter until you quit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want winter break to come so badly, and -sighs- my mom is going back to China for the next three wks. I can already imagine what will happen, with my dad's cooking skills. I have my phone next to me 247, just in case me or my dad burns down the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and update on my guitar skills--&lt;br /&gt;getting better, I can kinda play my F chord now, but I still cant do fingerstyle very well. Oh, why did I choose to take guitar 1B! I should of pushed guitar off till next year so I could take a full year of guitar, starting from the very beginning. But nooo, because of stupid apex classes, I need to forfiet a good schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I'll be back to update again sometime soon-- and expect it, because I will have to do my hw at the disgusting smelling Davis libarary from the 9th- 30th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-229527693779831574?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/229527693779831574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=229527693779831574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/229527693779831574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/229527693779831574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='&gt;&lt;'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-1405023861979863519</id><published>2008-11-30T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:18:59.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of that good feeling</title><content type='html'>the good feeling of not having school is now over because school starts tomorrow. Oh, how I don't want it to start again! I need more time! to like, be happy. As soon as I get back to school, I must face school reality once again, and I better be back to reality by the time school starts or else im doomed. Because school starts no matter what, even when you dont want it to. Well good luck everyone :) see if you can snap back to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-1405023861979863519?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1405023861979863519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=1405023861979863519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1405023861979863519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1405023861979863519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/11/end-of-that-good-feeling.html' title='the end of that good feeling'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-9192582751193792829</id><published>2008-11-29T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T19:20:56.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie theatre</title><content type='html'>2 1/2 movies.&lt;br /&gt;one ticket.&lt;br /&gt;sound familiar? lol i love doing this.&lt;br /&gt;sneaking around :D&lt;br /&gt;and no one notices :D&lt;br /&gt;me and michelle gu watched 2 1/2 movies.&lt;br /&gt;i shall rate them right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the three movies we watched were: (or should i say 2 and a half)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. twilight&lt;br /&gt;2. bolt&lt;br /&gt;3. 4 christmases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first up, twilight.&lt;br /&gt;amazingly, I didnt think it was that bad.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it wouldve been&lt;br /&gt;and i also thought that michelle would be spazzing about it the whole time. not true :D&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i thought it was ok, just that some parts were scary, and there were scary previews which i did not appreciate. edward looked really weird in the beginning, and i was like "0_________0 ewwwwwww"&lt;br /&gt;but later, it got better.&lt;br /&gt;i give. it a 93% sorry, im just precise like that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, bolt. ok, one word SOOOOOOOOO CUTE! ok maybe thats two words.&lt;br /&gt;but still, bolt and the cat and the hamster were soo adorable, and the cat was really funny. add to the fact that the people sitting behind us had this haliarious wierd sounding laugh, that made me want to laugh even more. And the plot was good too. I give it...&lt;br /&gt;dun dun dun.&lt;br /&gt;93%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, finally, 4 christmases.&lt;br /&gt;it was ok. i missed the first 30 mins. due to the fact that we were snooping around.&lt;br /&gt;I bet it would of been better if we had seen the beginning. the plot was ok too. one thing that i hated? the cussing. and the inappropriate language. ok, people who dont care about cussing that much may be ok with it, but that just happens to NOT be me. so.&lt;br /&gt;i give it&lt;br /&gt;an&lt;br /&gt;87%&lt;br /&gt;it was, good in a wierd way.&lt;br /&gt;funny in a wierd way as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall this movie theatre trip went quite well :D&lt;br /&gt;im satisfied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-9192582751193792829?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/9192582751193792829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=9192582751193792829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/9192582751193792829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/9192582751193792829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/11/movie-theatre.html' title='movie theatre'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-6783799134603287068</id><published>2008-11-25T17:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:49:57.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i refuse</title><content type='html'>i refuse to have a dead blog.&lt;br /&gt;so im updating again.&lt;br /&gt;so these are the things i have yet to do:&lt;br /&gt;1. read and understand everything on photosynthesis on bio, and i dont get my AP reading., we arent even in AP bio. geez.&lt;br /&gt;2. do the bio hw&lt;br /&gt;3. write the english essay&lt;br /&gt;4. finish the english mind maps&lt;br /&gt;5. write some of journeys with george&lt;br /&gt;6. write the vocab paragraph for english&lt;br /&gt;7. math hw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;please, someone, take pity on us.&lt;br /&gt;poor high school ppl :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-6783799134603287068?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6783799134603287068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=6783799134603287068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6783799134603287068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6783799134603287068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-refuse.html' title='i refuse'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-3034830715610311716</id><published>2008-11-18T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:22:13.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Ok, apparently my blog is of no use now. Because no one has the time to read it anymore. What is the point of having a blog when no one reads it? So from now on im posting once in a month or whenever i remember, just for the fun of it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-3034830715610311716?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3034830715610311716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=3034830715610311716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3034830715610311716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3034830715610311716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-3178892047221424832</id><published>2008-11-08T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T17:59:33.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>0_0</title><content type='html'>I should be doing hw now. but instead...&lt;br /&gt;1. neopets&lt;br /&gt;2. gtalk&lt;br /&gt;3. studying for my quizzes (3) for like 5 mins&lt;br /&gt;4. back to gtalk&lt;br /&gt;5. watching youtube&lt;br /&gt;6. facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow my day is productive, isnt it? -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-3178892047221424832?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3178892047221424832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=3178892047221424832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3178892047221424832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3178892047221424832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/11/00.html' title='0_0'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-3101710393259613181</id><published>2008-11-06T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T16:14:20.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happened</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so what happened to my blog? After like, a whole month, I come back to it.&lt;br /&gt;its not because I DIDNT want to update it, its because I didnt have anything newsworthy to write.&lt;br /&gt;My grades are so screwed this quarter, with 2 Bs, 5 As.&lt;br /&gt;I got a new guitar, an Alvarez electric-accoustic. I really want to start learning now! My online lessons do help, but its kinda, well i prefer face-face classes. And yesterday, I went to debate, only to sadly get a 1-1. so now my score overall is 2-2. Not very good. -sighs-&lt;br /&gt;Then, I finally got another sleepover, the past wk.&lt;br /&gt;annnd, i donno what else to write.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, time to go do hw. cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-3101710393259613181?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3101710393259613181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=3101710393259613181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3101710393259613181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3101710393259613181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-happened.html' title='What Happened'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-8989025269354229268</id><published>2008-10-01T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:04:59.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FB</title><content type='html'>heyy people!!&lt;br /&gt;So like, I FINALLY got a fb. like seriously, im the only kid on this earth who DOES NOT have an fb--- well anyways i just made one xD&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick stopby to update people on that, just in case you dont already know. Be sure to friend me :) that is, if you know me xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-8989025269354229268?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8989025269354229268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=8989025269354229268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8989025269354229268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8989025269354229268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/10/fb.html' title='FB'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-7612045029357819336</id><published>2008-09-28T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T13:37:28.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>ok, so im back. i promised to re- blog (donno if thats a word but oh well :)   ) today i went to church, and now im back... doing hw, obviously. We are now reading the Odyssey, and yeah. Right now my mom and brother are at the school carnival fair thing. :( why couldnt she bring me? seriously, when I was small my mom told me that I couldn't go to those things because it was after church. now how come my brother gets to go? its just not fair. -sighs- life is unfair, its obvious my brother is faved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-7612045029357819336?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7612045029357819336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=7612045029357819336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/7612045029357819336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/7612045029357819336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/09/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-8551623452416732078</id><published>2008-09-27T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T18:40:05.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!</title><content type='html'>Ug! I havent been keeping my promise about posting every sunday!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE wayyyyyyy too much hw, and im failing, just to tell you why. im posting tomorrow. cya for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-8551623452416732078?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8551623452416732078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=8551623452416732078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8551623452416732078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8551623452416732078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorry.html' title='Sorry!'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-3633172863462551740</id><published>2008-09-14T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T12:17:55.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hiii</title><content type='html'>I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone miss me? jkjk :)&lt;br /&gt;im still currently doing hw, and so yeah. so much hw! besides doing hw today, i went to church and the libarary. my dad and brother is currently getting a WII. ok, i didnt even want one. but my mom is like "you NEVER exersice!" so she's forcing me to play on one 1 hr a day. yeah, in addition to my DDR on playstation. oh well,  im just not that kind of video gamey kind of person. Ok, I better get back to doing hw, cya!&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll post every sunday and whenever else I have time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-3633172863462551740?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3633172863462551740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=3633172863462551740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3633172863462551740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3633172863462551740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/09/hiii.html' title='hiii'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-7340094203198296612</id><published>2008-09-06T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T07:57:20.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>huge masses</title><content type='html'>ok, i have no idea why im even on blogger right now. but i guess this just gives me some time to like, relax. because as of right now i have a million things to do, all which i barely accomplished. but oh well. actually, not oh well. I'm pretty much freaking over my homework rightnow. I will seriously never take another AP class again. But is that my choice? no. because I have to. -sighs- maybe I shoulda never joined apex. Oh and im in the debate team now. I just hope that I get a chance to debate because this year SOOOOOMANY people joined! -sighs- all the asian and jewishess of it "looking good" on college apps. And yesterday i didnt get to go to tg cuz i didnt finish my hw. i was soo sad :( Oh, and i also dont have to take weight training anymore!!!!!!!!!!!!! i'm like, BEYOND HAPPPPPPPYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so thanks to my apex schedule, it doesnt fit in anymore :) :) :) ok, backto hw before i completely fail the ninth grade. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-7340094203198296612?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7340094203198296612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=7340094203198296612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/7340094203198296612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/7340094203198296612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/09/huge-masses.html' title='huge masses'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-8318372562952605718</id><published>2008-08-31T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T13:04:32.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>Heyyy everyone!&lt;br /&gt;This is my first post since high school :)&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I have to say: Whyyyyy is there soooooooooo much hw! Seriously, I think the hw is going to deprive me of my time. But sighs, since i want a good grade, I doubt there is much I can do besides my hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and WJ is soooooooo big and huge and remodling right now, and it is kinda hard to find my way around the school. Looks like i still have the old WJ in my mind, the one that I went to chinese school for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hope I can meet lots of new and NICE people who I can become friends with. Because it would be horrible if I couldnt find any new friends in high school. I'm also thinking about joining the debate team and mock trials... though I missed the introductory meeting. I hope I can still get in somehow. Debate seems kinda fun, and hopefully help me in Government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better get back to my hw now, and I'm praying that I wont get addicted to gchat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-8318372562952605718?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8318372562952605718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=8318372562952605718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8318372562952605718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8318372562952605718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/08/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-7950379176912966213</id><published>2008-08-24T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T09:35:55.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Reading and TG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'mmm backk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So. as you may see in my past few lines, I am very happy today. And yesterday too. I'm finally done with ALL my summer reading!!! Now I just have to review my notes for english and bio for the test on Friday. I know what you are thinking. Yes, those teachers are just meanie heads like that... giving tests right after we come back from break. As of right now, my brain is still in vacation mode... I better snap out of it soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Also, on Friday, I went to Teens Group (aka TG) at cbcm. It was 100% awesome. I really liked the songs, (for the sing and praise) and the testimony was great too. You people should come more often. TG is such a wonderful place to get to know God, and have fun at the same time. Lol, I probably wished it was everyday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On the car ride home, I learned from this other person in teens group that their was this thing called "Shakespeare Comics." How great is that? I'm so borrowing those books from the libarary. It's kind of like the "No Fear Shakespeare" books from Sparknotes, cept also has pictures :) Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, btw, did I tell you I'm taking Weight Training? ;( Sadnessss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-7950379176912966213?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7950379176912966213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=7950379176912966213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/7950379176912966213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/7950379176912966213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-reading-and-tg.html' title='Summer Reading and TG'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-1960901667014347841</id><published>2008-08-21T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:25:57.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>911</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, for the second time, Thomas has called 911. The police came, and yeah, our church got into trouble. As most of you know, our church is new, and has rented Ronald McNair ES as our meeting place for church. And in the summer, because Ronald McNair is remodeling, we moved to Kingsview MS, right down the street. And what does my brother choose to do? He calls from the public verizon phone outside-- to 911. -sigh- if our church doesnt get to rent Ronald McNair or Kingsview anymore, that will completely be Thomas's fault. Hope this never happens again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-1960901667014347841?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1960901667014347841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=1960901667014347841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1960901667014347841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1960901667014347841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/08/911.html' title='911'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-2199329565233824500</id><published>2008-08-18T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T08:56:00.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scary Book</title><content type='html'>thats aka for The Hot Zone. For some reason, I find this book scaryish. It's a TRUE story about 2 people going on some hiking/camping trip, and the they end up with this mysterious disease and then die. However, in between they always have very, very descriptive words that give me nightmares... im not kidding. And the sad thing is that this is a TRUE STORY (did i mention that earlier?) as well as one of my summer reading books that i'm required to read. -sighs- wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-2199329565233824500?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2199329565233824500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=2199329565233824500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/2199329565233824500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/2199329565233824500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/08/scary-book.html' title='The Scary Book'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-1903727334797398149</id><published>2008-08-17T11:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T08:56:50.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm baaakkk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friday August 15 was my dad's b day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i was so mad yesterday because I couldnt go to the agricultural fair. And my mom was being so mean. -sighs- I have currently finished savage inequalities, and now moving on to a book called the hot zone. Ok, thats it for now, until i find something more worthy to write about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-1903727334797398149?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1903727334797398149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=1903727334797398149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1903727334797398149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1903727334797398149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-baaakkk.html' title='I&apos;m baaakkk'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-294610972666711436</id><published>2008-08-15T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T07:30:47.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympcis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i2.cdn.turner.com/cnn/2008/WORLD/asiapcf/08/12/oly.kids/art.lin.xinhua.ap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i2.cdn.turner.com/cnn/2008/WORLD/asiapcf/08/12/oly.kids/art.lin.xinhua.ap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.cdn.turner.com/cnn/2008/WORLD/asiapcf/08/12/oly.kids/art.girl.cctv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i2.cdn.turner.com/cnn/2008/WORLD/asiapcf/08/12/oly.kids/art.girl.cctv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The olympics are still in session... and I'm happy that China got all golds in the team all around final-- guys and girls. But, one thing that really dissapointed me was when I learned some news about the 9 year old girl that was singing. It wasn't really her voice! Ok, and that's just kind of sad. Not only that, but there was another girl in backstage who was REALLY singing. When asked by NBC when she couldn't be on stage, her answer was that the director deemed her as "not cute enough", specifically her"bucked teeth." I mean seriously, even though my background is Chinese, I do have to say that that was completely unfair to that little girl. And from my opinion, that little girl that was backstage wasn't THAT ugly. Now I just think that Chen Qi Gang, the musical director for the opening ceremony, has gone too far. See for yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think by the 2 pics you can tell which one is which.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you know what is worse? The girl onstage was actually singing, cept she doesnt know the voice that is broadcasted is not hers. Read this article:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Pretty' girl lip-synched at Olympic ceremonies&lt;br /&gt;August 12, 2008&lt;a class="midBold" href="http://olympics.thestar.com/2008/article/476821#comments"&gt;Comments on this story&lt;/a&gt; (84)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 10px" href="http://www.thestar.com/comment/columnists/202939"&gt;Bill Schiller&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASIA BUREAU&lt;br /&gt;BEIJING–The headline in China's English national newspaper, China Daily, heralded the birth of a star this morning: "Tiny singer wins heart of nation," the headline trumpeted.&lt;br /&gt;But that was only half true.&lt;br /&gt;Tiny, nine-year-old Lin Miaoke wowed an international audience by appearing on the stage during the Olympic Games opening ceremonies to sing "Ode to the Motherland."&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is: She did not sing that song.&lt;br /&gt;The voice was that of another girl: 7 1/2 -year-old Yang Peiyi.&lt;br /&gt;The musical director of the ceremonies, Chen Qigang revealed in a Beijing radio interview a member of the Politburo - the highest ranking body of China's ruling Communist Party - decided Lin was pretty, but her voice was not the best.&lt;br /&gt;A change had to be made in the "national interest," Chen said.&lt;br /&gt;Organizers then decided to use audio from 7 1/2 year old Yang Peiyi to fill in.&lt;br /&gt;Chen said the little girl on the stage probably thought it was her own voice that was being used.&lt;br /&gt;"When Lin was singing, she may not have realized that it was not her own voice," he told Beijing's People's Broadcasting Station.&lt;br /&gt;Today, China's Internet web forums lit up with anger.&lt;br /&gt;"This is really the number one scandal of the Olympics and it will certainly shock the entire the world," said one outraged netizen with the name of Hu Zibo, on webforum tieba.Baidu.com this morning.&lt;br /&gt;"The truth is this: It's just so sick," Hu wrote.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese bloggers and commentators blamed organizers for manipulating the girls.&lt;br /&gt;One blogger on China's Sina.com, Jiang Jiang, angrily wrote, "It's unfair that these two little girls should have to pay for adults' stupidity."&lt;br /&gt;Organizers have already faced serious criticism for digitally inserting footage of fireworks into television coverage to make the ceremonies even more spectacular than they were.&lt;br /&gt;Read Jim Byers' take in his &lt;a href="http://thestar.blogs.com/circus/2008/08/the-disney-game.html"&gt;Five-Ring Circus blog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thestar.com &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments on this story are moderated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="loginLinkCssClass" href="http://olympics.thestar.com/2008/article/409190"&gt;Commenting Guidelines&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RDW sounds all so familiar&lt;br /&gt;RDW's phrase "the little credibility they still have" sounds all so very familiar - isn't that the same phrase Americans use to describe Canadians all the time???&lt;br /&gt;Posted by shogun at 4:48 PM Tuesday, August 12 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl02_AgreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to agree'); }"&gt;Agree&lt;/a&gt; 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl02_DisagreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to disagree'); }"&gt;Disagree&lt;/a&gt; 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl02_OffensiveClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to mark this as offensive'); }"&gt;Offensive&lt;/a&gt; 4&lt;br /&gt;Oh the Irony&lt;br /&gt;It's ironic...the more the Chinese try to impress, the more they embarrass themselves. Adding digital effects? so they can further impress the world? If anything, it shows their uncertainty and insecurity about themselves. And as for lip synching. Sure, lots of artists lip synch. For various reasons, too tired, want to conserve voice, just doesn't give a darn. W/e. But this lip synching had nothing to do with that. That little girl didn't need to conserve voice, she wasn't on day 56 of a 99 day tour. No, the reason they lip synched, was because the original singer was deemed too ugly to appear on national stage. A SEVEN AND A HALF YEAR OLD LITTLE GIRL, BASICALLY TOLD 'SORRY, YOURE TOO UGLY TO APPEAR AND SING YOUR OWN SONG'. What kind of message is that sending to China's youth, and to the rest of the world? If that's not problematic, then I don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Lemma at 4:04 PM Tuesday, August 12 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl03_AgreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to agree'); }"&gt;Agree&lt;/a&gt; 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl03_DisagreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to disagree'); }"&gt;Disagree&lt;/a&gt; 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl03_OffensiveClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to mark this as offensive'); }"&gt;Offensive&lt;/a&gt; 3&lt;br /&gt;whines of the hate maniacs&lt;br /&gt;Even if China were a full-blown democratic/capitalist country now, there would still be people who hate and/or resent her and her people. Look no further, there are plenty of evidence of resentments towards the Chinese population in Canada! The fact of the matter is, no matter what China does, these hate maniacs will go extraordinary distance to find flaws of hers. I just hope the jury selection system is sound and fair in Canada.&lt;br /&gt;Posted by shogun at 3:38 PM Tuesday, August 12 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl04_AgreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to agree'); }"&gt;Agree&lt;/a&gt; 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl04_DisagreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to disagree'); }"&gt;Disagree&lt;/a&gt; 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl04_OffensiveClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to mark this as offensive'); }"&gt;Offensive&lt;/a&gt; 3&lt;br /&gt;Say it ain't so!?!&lt;br /&gt;After reading this piece, all I can say is "Noo, really?" Everything was lip-synched! Even Sarah Brightman. Was it really her or a hologram on top of that ball? One thing that was very evident through the whole show was how the sound was completely off. The lip-synching girl was off by a few beats from the original song, so it was clear it wasn't her. The biggest joke is that people are saying "it's the best opening show ever!" It might have been beautiful, but it was dead boring!&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Gesse at 3:24 PM Tuesday, August 12 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl05_AgreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to agree'); }"&gt;Agree&lt;/a&gt; 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl05_DisagreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to disagree'); }"&gt;Disagree&lt;/a&gt; 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl05_OffensiveClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to mark this as offensive'); }"&gt;Offensive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO CARES????????&lt;br /&gt;China's been sending us knockoffs for decades. Who cares what crap goes on over there. It's a hill of beans boys and girls. Get on with real life. Like your video games.&lt;br /&gt;Posted by westender at 3:03 PM Tuesday, August 12 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl06_AgreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to agree'); }"&gt;Agree&lt;/a&gt; 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl06_DisagreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to disagree'); }"&gt;Disagree&lt;/a&gt; 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl06_OffensiveClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to mark this as offensive'); }"&gt;Offensive&lt;/a&gt; 11&lt;br /&gt;Not Surprised at all&lt;br /&gt;Its all about image. China will do whatever it takes in an attempt to improve its image on the world stage. So far we have faked fireworks and faked singing. How many really believe those young looking gymnasts dont have faked passports from the Chinese government to 'prove' to the IOC that they are old enough to compete. I'm sure there will be more of this sort of stuff coming out.&lt;br /&gt;Posted by hjk50 at 2:58 PM Tuesday, August 12 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl07_AgreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to agree'); }"&gt;Agree&lt;/a&gt; 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl07_DisagreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to disagree'); }"&gt;Disagree&lt;/a&gt; 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl07_OffensiveClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to mark this as offensive'); }"&gt;Offensive&lt;/a&gt; 3&lt;br /&gt;Nothing against Yang&lt;br /&gt;I would have admired Yang just as much as I did Lin. I would put Yang in place of Lin. Yang deserved to be at the podium. The charm and beauty is in inperfection!&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Jarka at 2:51 PM Tuesday, August 12 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl08_AgreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to agree'); }"&gt;Agree&lt;/a&gt; 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl08_DisagreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to disagree'); }"&gt;Disagree&lt;/a&gt; 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl08_OffensiveClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to mark this as offensive'); }"&gt;Offensive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re: Teeth&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, ensuring "appropriate orthodontal care is available for" this little girl - if you want to use this little girl as commodity to please the western world where beauty rules. Otherwise, many Chinese pay little attention for their appearance to please others - they are what/who they are, just take them at face value. It was only a show to please beauty-conscious audiences.&lt;br /&gt;Posted by shogun at 2:51 PM Tuesday, August 12 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl09_AgreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to agree'); }"&gt;Agree&lt;/a&gt; 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl09_DisagreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to disagree'); }"&gt;Disagree&lt;/a&gt; 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl09_OffensiveClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to mark this as offensive'); }"&gt;Offensive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CARE.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why people aren't bothered by how shallow this whole thing is. Let's just say it says a lot about what we believe as a culture, and what we allow to happen here.A girl isn't allowed to sing because she's not perfect looking. What happened to depth, to looking beneath the surface for emotion? Even little girls need to look perfect these days... that is sad.&lt;br /&gt;Posted by criticalthinker at 2:47 PM Tuesday, August 12 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl10_AgreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to agree'); }"&gt;Agree&lt;/a&gt; 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl10_DisagreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to disagree'); }"&gt;Disagree&lt;/a&gt; 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl10_OffensiveClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to mark this as offensive'); }"&gt;Offensive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the Real Scandal&lt;br /&gt;Who cares if they substituted another girls voice - it's only a show. The real scandal is that many people who wanted tickets to the various games could not get them because they were sold out. Every event I saw over the weekend had hundreds even thousands of empty seats. I heard these tickets went to members of the Communist party who cound not be bothered to go to the events - This is the scandal. What about the Chinese gymnasts who look to be about age 12 - 13. I'll bet it is in the 'National Interest' for the government to give them passports showing them to be 16 years old. These are the true scandals&lt;br /&gt;Posted by MaxMark at 2:39 PM Tuesday, August 12 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl11_AgreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to agree'); }"&gt;Agree&lt;/a&gt; 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl11_DisagreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to disagree'); }"&gt;Disagree&lt;/a&gt; 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl11_OffensiveClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to mark this as offensive'); }"&gt;Offensive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the atheletes are fake!&lt;br /&gt;China picks up kids from a very young age and puts them into 'sports factories' and robs the kids of their youth! All in the name of 'looking good'! The kids are treated as a science experiment just like how Yao Ming was treated as a science experiment. Thank God I don't live in China!&lt;br /&gt;Posted by peacetoall at 2:39 PM Tuesday, August 12 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl12_AgreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to agree'); }"&gt;Agree&lt;/a&gt; 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl12_DisagreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to disagree'); }"&gt;Disagree&lt;/a&gt; 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl12_OffensiveClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to mark this as offensive'); }"&gt;Offensive&lt;/a&gt; 11&lt;br /&gt;Stars and Stripes&lt;br /&gt;This could be a smoke screen, I didn't catch the little girl singing, but if she was as good as claimed I think U.S. (Hollywood) would be banging down her door (the next Shirley Temple), hence the Chinese claimed the lip-sync. The Chinese gov't will only tell you what they want you to know...&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Boris the Spider at 2:39 PM Tuesday, August 12 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CPH_MainColumnLeft_IfComments_ctl02_UserRatingComments_userCommentsLayer_UserCommentsGrid_ctl13_AgreeClick" onclick="if (this.href == '') { alert('You must be logged in to agree'); }"&gt;Agree&lt;/a&gt; 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-294610972666711436?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/294610972666711436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=294610972666711436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/294610972666711436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/294610972666711436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympcis.html' title='Olympcis'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-6371621466606759145</id><published>2008-08-09T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T10:46:23.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympics</title><content type='html'>OK, so yesterday I watched the opening ceremony of the olympics. I do have to admit that it was better than I thought it would be. Zhang Yi Mo did a very nice job :) surprisingly, since I don't really like any of his movies. But he's still famous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-6371621466606759145?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6371621466606759145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=6371621466606759145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6371621466606759145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6371621466606759145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympics.html' title='Olympics'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-5226907897767610057</id><published>2008-08-06T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T18:17:24.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok, so im starting guitar again, since the guy is teaching me now. yesterday i went to his house and learned four new chords... G, Em, C, and D.  Not bad. The only problem is that the transition between C and G is vice versa is not really easy. -sighs- might take a while till i can play a good song.. the right way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-5226907897767610057?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5226907897767610057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=5226907897767610057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5226907897767610057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5226907897767610057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-guitar.html' title='Back to guitar'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-6806722666977366012</id><published>2008-08-04T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:01:09.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Yeah... almost forgot</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my mom's b-day, and I forgot, thinking that yesterday was august 2nd instead of the 3rd. To celebrate, we went to the Fortune Star Buffet cuz my mom likes buffets. And also because there you get to eat free if it is your birthday. Wow, im like so bored right now, I think i'll go back to doing my math homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-6806722666977366012?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6806722666977366012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=6806722666977366012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6806722666977366012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6806722666977366012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-yeah-almost-forgot.html' title='Oh Yeah... almost forgot'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-3083491063418876061</id><published>2008-08-04T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T13:58:47.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmm</title><content type='html'>today my brother almost got hit by a car. that is all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, i was talking to a random person that i dont even know who came from charlotte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the first time i have brought my brother to the library... and he insisted that we go to Chick Fil A... -sighs-&lt;br /&gt;brothers are such a pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-3083491063418876061?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3083491063418876061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=3083491063418876061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3083491063418876061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3083491063418876061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/08/hmmmm.html' title='hmmmm'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-5065892719117193456</id><published>2008-08-03T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T06:46:39.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PPL who visit this site often</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey, if some one could tell me that would be great. Like, who comes to my blog often? Because I added sitetracker, and I noticed that I actually have a few returning visits...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so if you returned or just coming to my site for the first time, could you tell me? Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-5065892719117193456?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5065892719117193456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=5065892719117193456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5065892719117193456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5065892719117193456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/08/ppl-who-visit-this-site-often.html' title='PPL who visit this site often'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-326967089684623496</id><published>2008-08-03T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T06:43:53.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outlet and some other stuff</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went to the Leesburg Outlet. Finally! Some relaxation and a break from terrible quantities of HW. I seriously don't like it. And yes, I do know that it is for my own good. Basically I bought a silver puma backpack for school... it looks ok. The good thing is that it is big, the zipper is great to pull (never stuck) and that its really lightweight. I also bought 6 pairs of socks for $10. Oh yeah, the reason we went was that it's tax free weekend in VA. Even though I don't live in VA, too bad for that. Anyways, the socks are lavender (yay :) ) but they have differently designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I cannot believe school is starting. I think starting from high school I will use this blog a lot more and gchat less (hopefully). Because well, gchat gets me carried off easily, sad to say :( .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, BTW! I FINALLY GOT MY GGGGCCCCHHHHHAAATTT BACCCCKKKKKKKK!!! XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH, I KNOW IM HAPPY :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-326967089684623496?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/326967089684623496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=326967089684623496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/326967089684623496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/326967089684623496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/08/outlet-and-some-other-stuff.html' title='Outlet and some other stuff'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-4146224995458886671</id><published>2008-07-28T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T08:19:09.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow. I havent posted in around two weeks. Hmph, guess I was busy, so I kinda forgot to. Yesterday was the last day of summer retreat, and it was really fun. Well, everything is better than doing homework. At summer retreat this was my first year in a dorm-- **yay!** Summer Retreat is this thing that our church goes to with a few other churches, and we stay at Messiah College. The whole point of this retreat is to take some time off our normal lives and turn to God to think about all the great things he has done of us. And of course, to learn more about him and have fun! All this was going along great, till of course, my mom made me wear a dress paired with sneakers. She got really mad at me when I said I didn't want to wear it, and was like "YOU ARE the person that told me to buy it in the first place! And now you won't even wear it!" FYI, that was for a recital that I told her to buy it. And yes, I had worn it before. So reluctantly, very, very reluctantly I ended up wearing it, and before you know it, people were staring at me as I was walking to breakfast. Now, you ask, why does my mom let me stay in a dorm but still doesn't let me pick my own clothes? THAT I have no clue. And it also gets me really mad, considering the way is always tells me to try and be independent. -Sigh- My mom is just so hopeless sometimes. Well, in the end, I just got used to wearing it. Unfortunatly. Oh, and yeah. About my brother who everyone calls the "Famous Thomas." Just to get the name straight, he's famous in our church. No where else, as you can see, if you had no clue about what I was talking about. At the Family Night event, (which is like half talent show and half competion.) It was family fued, and my brother was so weird! The topic was "Favorite Pizza Toppings," but before he gave an answer, the host, just to make things easier, asked him what kind of topping he liked. Now the scene is that there is only 1 more choice left, which makes it hard for him to choose the remaining "favorite toppings." But instead of picking a topping, my brother said he did not like pizza. So the host moved on. Sitting in the audience, I couldn't really decipher my feelings. It was like, funny, but moreover, I wished he would just hurry up and say an answer. Then, the host came back to my brother, as his teamates said it wasn't fair and so the host gave him another chance. The host, again asked him what his favorite topping was, and also told him to pick a topping for the fued game. But my brother just stood there, not giving an answer, so the host thought that he couldn't speak english. (Since it is a mandarin, cantonese, and tawainese church) So then they started to talk to him in cantonese, which of course he does not know. Then this other person walks over and asks him the question in tawainese. Well, in our family, we do speak tawainese, but mostly only my mom and dad, since they came from this place in China that is really close to Taiwan. So my brother still didn't give an answer. I don't even think he understood it. (I did though :) yay me for having more language experience xD ) It's been like a gazillion minutes, and he still didn't give an answer. But everyone was laughing -_- including my mom. I think she was actually happy that he didn't uderstand it -_- Finally, some other person told him to say "anchovies" which was not on the list of top 10. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And there was still a lot of stuff that happened, stuff I don't feel like typing only because it would make my post too long. So I would encourage all of you to come to summer retreat :) if you want to, just tell me, and i'll give you a form next year for the trip :) btw, its 3 days :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, now back to mythology :( the other book I have to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-4146224995458886671?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4146224995458886671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=4146224995458886671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4146224995458886671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4146224995458886671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-retreat.html' title='Summer Retreat'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-346561058752759949</id><published>2008-07-19T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T06:35:10.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride On</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yep, I'm riding the ride on bus. Horrible thing is that I have missed my stop for about the millionth time, so now i just tell the bus driver to tell me when to get off. well, that was the case about a week ago. but noww, i actually know where my stop is. I just hate that 4 way intersection cross. SOME DRIVERS don't even read the traffic signals correctly. Especially when there is the pedestrian sign on. WHY CANT THEY JUST FOLLOW THE RULES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-346561058752759949?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/346561058752759949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=346561058752759949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/346561058752759949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/346561058752759949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/07/ride-on.html' title='Ride On'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-4943541632786084759</id><published>2008-07-10T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:24:49.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 4 days and guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow. another 4 days already? Ok, ive been really busy with Tale of 2 Cities. Hm, i checked stat counter today, and there are actually people who read my blog? wow. this is like, my own rantings,and I make a post when I'm bored. So... lemme see what has happened these 4 days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Learned guitar. well, jessica and I went to this person's house. the guy is from church, and he offered us guitar lessons. It was nice, cept he had guests over, so I did the same thing as I did last time I went there. so i basically learned nothing, and now my mom thinks i shouldnt learn guitar b/c she says it is useless if the guy is not even teaching. lol, and jessica got this really cool looking guitar :) its triangular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and reading tale of 2 cities. yeah, thats basically my life right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh, and I also got a cell phone. like now i have my official one. its a nokia style 6133. I think that's what it's called. It looks pretty nice, and has a LOT of functions. lol, im so dumb with technology, I spent like 10 minutes trying to switch a ring tone. although the camera on it is nice, better quality than the razor my mom has from motorolla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-4943541632786084759?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4943541632786084759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=4943541632786084759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4943541632786084759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4943541632786084759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-4-days-and-guitar.html' title='Another 4 days and guitar'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-5510979175626644516</id><published>2008-07-06T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T17:36:10.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sry, lack of posts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, I haven't posted in like 4 days. Basically, yesterday I had a really boring day. And on the 4th, we went to a resturaunt and watched fireworks at the Germantown fairgrounds. The fireworks were really cool, I actually enjoyed it. And today, I just did homework and went to church. Tomorrow I'm off to the library again. Oh, and today I rode on a RIDE ON bus for the FIRST TIME!  :) lol. It was kinda weird, we rode it once, but I walked over the routes twice. My mom was following the car the whole time. Tomorrow I'm riding it myself for the first time. I'm a teeny tiny bit scared, but I hope it will be ok. Oh, and I also got a cell phone! :) But I don't have a lot of friends who have a cell phone, only like two. For now I'll just use my phone to call my parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-5510979175626644516?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5510979175626644516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=5510979175626644516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5510979175626644516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5510979175626644516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/07/sry-lack-of-posts.html' title='Sry, lack of posts'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-7125343378303443876</id><published>2008-07-02T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T08:45:03.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Electricity</title><content type='html'>-Sigh- will I even have a normal day? Today, my hw is to do the summer biology packet and my summer reading and redo some algebra 1 stuff. So I'm supposed to print the packets from the internet, and guess what? Thanks to my brother who is crazy about the TV, my dad has disabled all electricity things, like the computer, printer, fax machine, etc. So I can't print the stuff, and when they get home they're probably going to get really mad. So once again, I have to come back to reading Tale of Two Cities, which I really don't want to do. Or Chinese. Well, I better do something. And yes, this is a laptop, which is why I currently have my computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-7125343378303443876?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/7125343378303443876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=7125343378303443876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/7125343378303443876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/7125343378303443876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/07/electricity.html' title='Electricity'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-8098309474121859395</id><published>2008-07-01T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T09:44:35.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG. IM SO PISSED! (ANOTHER) FREAKY PERSON</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OMG. SERIOUSLY. OK, IM LIKE SO PISSED. SO HERE'S WHAT HAPPENED...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Basically, this morning, I had a not so good encounter with a freaky person, even though if my last post didn't really enforce it. But it was. A bad encounter. However, isn't it just such a coincidence that today, on the EXACT SAME DAY another freaky person shows up? AND THIS TIME, it IS SCARY. So, after xxnemesis leaves the library, I go on to the computer. Upstairs, like at the adult place, since the adult ppl get more time on the computers. At first everything is like completely normal, that is until the incident. This person who is sitting next to me, suddenly taps me, and passes me a note. Oh, btw, before I go on, let me describe this person's appearance to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Really REALLY FAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;was wearing some really "wrong" clothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He was like, around 30 years old? ew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeah, even though I can't describe it really well, he was just... FREAKY. NEED I SAY MORE? So anyways, back to the incident. So he passes me the note, and on it it says something like "You are a pretty girl." And that just freaked me out. And he kept on smiling. Arg! OMG, IM LIKE SO PISSED. And then he kept on staring at my computer, which I happened to just be on my email. I think he was like trying to copy down my email or something, which is the reason why I quickly logged off and ran downstairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AHHHHHHHH ANYWAYS, HE WAS RLY SCARY. MIGHT NOT SEEM LIKE IT IN CONTEXT, BUT IT IS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm never going to go to the library by myself, im not kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What is so ironic though is, well, read the below post. The other post I put on today. AHHHHH. What a coincidence, and I'm not lying either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-8098309474121859395?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/8098309474121859395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=8098309474121859395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8098309474121859395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/8098309474121859395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/07/omg-im-so-pissed-another-freaky-person.html' title='OMG. IM SO PISSED! (ANOTHER) FREAKY PERSON'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-5273325218365025117</id><published>2008-07-01T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T12:40:06.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Library and a Freaky Person</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I was at the library from 10 AM, when it opened. So xxnemesis helped me with Tale of Two Cities, and then at 12:40 we walked to Taco Bell for lunch. When we came back, xxnemesis did SSL, and I went to do chinese hw. And now im done with hw, so I'm on the computer. So today so far is a pretty good day... cept for the fact that when I got to the Library before it opened, there happended to be another guy here too. And no offense to the guy, he looked really scary. And it felt like he was stalking me. It was scary. And of course, some of you knew what happened last time, in school, and at barnes and nobles. In my head, I always think, "why does this always happen to me?" Seriously, I keep on asking "why?" because I'm just like every other girl, pretty much normal. (I hope)... it really freaks me out. Is it because I look like this girl who looks like I'm easy to take advantage of? This gets me really annoyed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-5273325218365025117?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/5273325218365025117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=5273325218365025117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5273325218365025117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/5273325218365025117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/07/library-and-freaky-person.html' title='Library and a Freaky Person'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-3201090734549838273</id><published>2008-06-30T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:11:11.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall- E and the Library</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, two posts. In a day. Again. Well, my life is kinda busy. So basically the happy part of today took place from 1-8 PM today. This is pretty much what I did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Go to the library with xxnemesis where she tutored me on the Tale of 2 Cities (lol, thanks for that.) But the really ironic thing is that when I got there, she wasn't there (only cuz she was being responsible and went back home to get her phone) And so I asked the librarian who was in charge of SSL stuff where xxnemesis was, and she was like "oh, I'm pretty sure she's not here, because she told me that today she would be tutoring someone." Ahem! The person she is supposed to tutor is &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;. But apparently the lady got screwed up, and she stared at me really weird. It was pretty awkward... but good thing in the end she was there :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Go see Wall-E with xxnemesis and her brother. With my brother too. So we had this huge tub of popcorn, I think we were too busy passing around drinks and stuff, so I could of missed something. But it's pretty unlikely, because I'm usually I really good multitasker. So overall (I dont want to give away anything about the movie, just in case you want to watch it) it was an "a bit better than ok movie". I don't know, in the beginning I was kinda really confuzzled, I think the movie is like.. the opposite of unfinished. Uh, I guess the word would be "unstarted?" It just was... I don't know. Go see for yourself. As the movie went on, I have to admit it did get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then we went to Best Buy to try AGAIN to get the $25, only cuz xxnemesis said she went there and got it (she lives in Germantown but goes to a rockville school, like me, so I decided to try again) But of course, when I get there, I see RM on the list. Because RM is an all county school, thanks to their IB program, &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; Best Buys have to support their school. Lucky! Like I think if you aren't even in the IB program but still go to RM you could of gotten it. Oh well, at least I tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then, we went home, and this elder board person from our church who got his foot swollen came to our house to get this medicine thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And now, I'm on Blogger, as well as doing Tale of 2 Cities summer reading work. Yeah, I multitask a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So yeah, that was pretty much my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-3201090734549838273?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/3201090734549838273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=3201090734549838273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3201090734549838273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/3201090734549838273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/06/wall-e-and-library.html' title='Wall- E and the Library'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-2532850481206014197</id><published>2008-06-30T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T06:00:11.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My EAAAARRS</title><content type='html'>I THINK I WILL GO DEAF! omg, so today is sidewalk repair. and like, there is nothing wrong with our sidewalk. I'm not even kidding. But, they still want to repair it. So today all cars had to be removed by 8:00 AM, or otherwise all cars would be towed. Basically they are working right in front of my house, and I can't hear anything. Not even the phone ring. So don't call. I can't concentrate either, I'm supposed to be doing chinese hw and summer reading. Going to try to move downstairs into the basement, my table is practically vibrating. And I can't believe that my brother is sleeping through all of the noise. And I'm in his room right now. He can't even hear me type. That's the only bright side. See I always look on the bright side for stuff to be happy about. Thank goodness today I'm going to the library, at like 1:00. And &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; is the happy thing for today. Ok, that's it for today, I'm going to go take a shower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-2532850481206014197?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/2532850481206014197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=2532850481206014197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/2532850481206014197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/2532850481206014197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-eaaaarrs.html' title='My EAAAARRS'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-6481453640488519539</id><published>2008-06-29T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T18:26:02.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I knowww</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, ok, yes this is 2 posts in a day. I just feel like writing another one. Arg, a whole week at home, or possibly at the library, with xxnemisis (see I did not use your real name) xD So since she goes to RM she can help me with my dreaded Tale of 2 Cities for summer reading (stupid WJ Apex summer reading material. But yes, RM is MUCH HARDER so I should feel lucky xD) Annyyywayss, I think I'm supposed to to go there on Tues, but I reallly wanna go tom. Like REAALY wanna go tom. lol. oww my shoulders hurt. From someone hitting me. Wow, isnt that such a surprise. And no, it is not Thomas. AND YAAAYY thomas is gonna be at camp basically the WHOLE SUMMER w/ his friend william, so HA! No more disturbances from him! K, trying to foccuus on tale of 2 cities. So NOT WORKING! -sigh- I'm such a failure. My mom's like "how did you even get into Apex? You're so not responsible!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-6481453640488519539?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/6481453640488519539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=6481453640488519539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6481453640488519539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/6481453640488519539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/06/yes-i-knowww.html' title='Yes, I knowww'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-4575823956213279941</id><published>2008-06-29T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T18:15:59.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Day Old and Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kay, so today my blog is a day old. Just came back from church, and also just finished a week of CCC and VBS. It was pretty fun. But now it's time to switch back to reality, which stinks. That means hwhw and more hw. So I'm currently on sparknotes trying to actually pay attention and read the book Tale of Two Cities. But I have like, absolutely no desire to actually continue reading that book. Not like I have a choice, cuz if I don't start reading I will like, completely fail 9th grade. And then there's so much more to do. Wow, I thought this wasnt supposed to be addicting. Ok, I seriously have to get off this now. and Omg, Im so pissed at Best buy for not giving me the $25. cuz we went to germantown to redeem the report card, and they were like "sorry, but we only support 'our' schools. you dont belong in our area." Like, why? Cuz apparently I dont go to a germantown school. it sucks that rockville is not doing this promotion. And then my mom calls the shady grove best buy, and they were like "Yeah! You can come. We accept your school!" And when we drive there (which is like 30 mins) they are like "noooo we didnt say you should come. Because we don't accept your school." You know what, they should have never told us to come in the first place. Oh well... im cool by now, but my mom is pissed. Ok, seriously getting off. Oh, and I changed the name of my blog.. noticed yet? lol... ok THIS TIME im getting off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-4575823956213279941?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/4575823956213279941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=4575823956213279941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4575823956213279941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/4575823956213279941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-day-old-and-today.html' title='One Day Old and Today'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2834111502537090752.post-1036039759230600313</id><published>2008-06-28T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T18:59:39.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><title type='text'>Blog Debut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wheeee so yeah. This is a new blog thing. Michelle's Blog. Though I might change it later. So I will add stuff that's going on in my life, just for fun. Like my website. lol, not like anyone goes on it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2834111502537090752-1036039759230600313?l=zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/feeds/1036039759230600313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2834111502537090752&amp;postID=1036039759230600313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1036039759230600313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2834111502537090752/posts/default/1036039759230600313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zgmusicdreamer.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-debut.html' title='Blog Debut'/><author><name>zgmusicdreamer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09344401291303662598</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L1-MN2kHjoc/TPlzBdPTpBI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bo6uy4J1FY8/S220/sing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
