Sunday, September 26, 2010
Driving Forces of the Renaissance
Sunday, May 30, 2010
This I believe
After a fourteen-hour trip back from the U.K, my family and I finally got home. It was late and dark and I was really sleepy. 5 minutes later I had already fallen asleep (which was really unlike me). At 4:30 AM my mom came in my room to wake me up telling me to get dressed we were heading to the hospital. At the time I was too tired to understand what was happening and so I didn’t bother asking questions.
When we got to the hospital the doctors checked my dad and immediately rushed him to the emergency room. My dad is a twin and usually with twins one of them will have blood clots. All it took was a fourteen-hour plane ride to form 3 blood clots (two in his lungs and one in his left leg). I didn’t know till the morning that my dad could have died if we hadn’t gone to the hospital.
I lived in Singapore before Malaysia and I didn’t really have many real friends. My first real friend ever was Sarah Bell. When I first saw her she looked a lot like the school bully at my old school but since she lived right next door to me, I figured that if I didn’t go and say Hi to her or every morning would be really awkward. Soon we were sitting next to each other in the bus and having sleepovers every weekend. Five years later during the international fest Sarah came up to me and told me that she was moving. Although she still doesn’t know this, I had a huge stomach cramp for the rest of the week.
This weekend I was at Rachel’s house watching Zombieland (a movie where America gets taken over by zombies). One of the main characters was a really tough man whose son had been eaten by a zombie. Although he was really tough he had a soft spot for Twinkie’s (a soft cream-filled pastry which his son always loved). Since America had been taken over by zombies no one was there to make Twinkie’s. Every time he got to a stop he would search for Twinkie’s then he would savour them. This is why all this relates to my belief. Always savour the little things. Before you know it they could be gone, this I believe.
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Monday, April 26, 2010
Should We Stand Up For Others?
What are the consequences of ' just accepting the situation in which you find yourself [so] everything will be so much easier'? (
Hitler got into power through lies, the main lie being “the Jews are the reason we lost the Great War”. Obviously that was not true. People were too scared to face Hitler with him having the military and the government on his side. They thought that if you went against him you would get killed immediately, which would most likely happen to you. Hitler also lied about what was happening to the Jews. He didn’t tell people that they were going to be starved and tortured and forced into labor. He only told the Germans that they were going to be killed and that
There were various people (like the people of Le Chambon, a small town in
Just accepting the situation does not make things easier because is watching people die better than dying yourself? If I had a Jewish friend at that time in
Sunday, February 28, 2010

The “Afghan Girl” was definitely the most famous and eye-catching photo but it wasn’t the only good one. The photo I chose really stood out for me because when I first saw it I felt a wave of happiness. That was because after seeing all the pictures of depression, I’ve realized this is one of the few Steve McCurry where all the people are smiling.
The main setting is in a small room with one door/window. You can tell that there is only one door/window because light is coming from one direction only. The walls are covered in plastic which states that the family can’t afford to buy a house that keeps the rain out.
In the center of the photo are two people in a white hammock. The smallest one seems to be about 3~4 years old and the other one seems to be his father. Even though they live in such a small and run-down house, they are still so happy.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
The "Complimenting" people

Saturday, September 26, 2009
The Name Story

Anya. Short, simple and strange. Why strange you may ask? Well, have you ever heard a name that means something when is spelt backwards and has a whole different meaning when its forward. If you haven’t, now you have. My name means mirror when it’s backwards. My name forwards means grace and favor (Russian) and “The Inexhaustible” (Sanskrit). I agree with favor but grace… not so much and inexhaustible, don’t ask, I didn’t choose my name’s meaning.
The Russian version is almost the opposite of the Sanskrit version. Inexhaustible is basically hyper right? If anyone speaks Sanskrit it’s the yogis (or very, very religious people). Well I am not a yogi because they are very patient and graceful and I might never be graceful.
Back to the opposites. Grace isn’t the opposite of hyper because it is clumsy but aren’t people who are hyper end up clumsy too. I sometimes feel like there is an omen to my name. I haven’t actually thought that before but now I am starting too. A very strange omen. Not a bad one like grace is a good meaning but not even an excellent omen like inexhaustible leads to hyper which a lead to clumsy then that too leads to forgetfulness. I am pretty forgetful but I hope soon the grace’s magic will start to work.
I feel my name is a leaf blending into an exotic rain forest. A spy falling into a crowd. Even a grain of sand on a sandbar in the middle of the ocean. It is a name that you won’t hear everyday unless you are me or my sister etc., but it is still weird because a lot of people have un-common names and they all say that they have been teased about their name. Nearly everyone I know has been teased about that and I’m not any different. I have been called onion and that doesn’t even rhyme with Anya. I have to admit I love my name because it is everything I am (apart from grace) and for my whole life I haven’t taken the time to appreciate the name and the fact that it is short and it’s simple yet unique resembles me in a positive way. I am my name and that’s just the way like it.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
" Not all those who wander are lost"


