Waking Life

You say it is you whos job it is to nurture me, to help me grow, but how can I grow without space? You, you want me to grow to be someone intelligent, someone strong, someone whos hands rest on the levies of power. I recognise this, But how is it that I'm expected to grow when your shaddow, are pinning me to the earth witch you have cherrished. How, how can you expect me to grow when the spit of your tongue is the same spit which is drowning me, in a pool stained with the dried blood of your past.

You say you want whats best for me, that in order for me to grow I must adhere to your standards for personal betterment, but fail recognise the growth which has occurred so blatantly in front of your eyes in the past 15 years. Why? Because you don't know me. You have ignored me, and seperated me from who I am when I speak to you through fear. I am afriad of you, because I cannot talk to you without angering you. I will not say you have given up on me, for that is simply untrue - but, you have, you have created a wall so thick with fear, it has become embedded in this "relationship" I have with you. So thick, that in attempting to take a single bloody brick out of this wall, I will have destroyed us.

I am fluid, and each drop of education that I add in this life makes me larger, makes me grow. I have become too large for your container, and it is begining to overflow. I can now see your values, your actions from the outside, and though I am not attempting to disrespect or devalue you, that is exactly waht you have done to me. Age may add to the shape of ones values, but I am not your reflection.

Now, here I am writing about you, pouring my heart into a container, a table on a website for the world to see... but you will never stumble upon this, because you are out somewhere driving, away from me with the idea that I simply don't care, but you are mistaken in this assertian. For if I simply didn't care I wouldn't spend this waking life thinking, writing, about my experiences. Thinking, writing, about you.

Although I may never try again to remove that brick - understand that I will not appologize for doing so. Don't expect that I will.

V A L U E S are something you must R E S P E C T


ALT: Rethink!

So we meet again blog...

This time, just me and you (and reader ofcourse) =) - Do you know why i love you blog?

because you help me keep track of my emotions, you are the one who allows me to unclutter my thoughts... well sorta.

Let us start todays post with an explanation of the contents of this one, and an implication as to the origin of the first post. This weekend was Katy- Taylor TFA The first post-camp tournament I have ever gone to. Results were overall quite sucessful, for the first tournament guys, we pwned.

For all of those who are curious- Concider the following


Ha Nguyen - 3rd place

Nick BROWN (hehe) - Top 12 Congress

Ha Nguyen - 2nd place
Shamez Hemani - Finalist

Hemani/Raj - 2nd Place
Pena/Nanjee - 3rd Place
Singh/Virani - 3rd Place (WEWT!!!)

Impomp Tu
Ha Nguyen - 1st place.


3rd place Sweepstakes (w/ 9 People!)

As you can see this tournament was quite successful for HHS, and specificaly me. If there is one thing i've learned from it is that I need confidence in my arguments, from the begining.

Doubt one cares, but read on for a collection of pointless events

*Yawn* The learnings of this contest SHALL be updated in the future, preferably tomorrow night, but we shall see.


YES! this is what you avid readers have been looking forward to. I have singlehandedly detracted from the coutdown to the elections in 2008, as readers from all around the world tune in to listen to ME and MY story.

So - this whole semi-finals buesness. I'm not so sure how i made it this far, but it happened guys, i'm not full of myself, I'm happy sure- I think i'm amazed actualy. Well elkins is in 2 days, we'll see how we do there.


While it may not be that awesome, hope some of you get something out of reading this post

Lessons and Anticdotes

in response to my debate record... honestly kids, i didn't expect to get as far as i did, after day one i was practically in tears I'm not so sure how i made it this far, but it happened guys, i'm not full of myself, I'm happy sure- I think i'm amazed actualy. Well elkins is in 2 days, we'll see how we do there.

Chacko can't cary a tub... or can he? thats right kids, chacko cleaned up the extemp room and caried the tub back ALL BY HIMSELF! - dosn't mack have an amazing CX partner?

MY FLOWS! - This ones, for you babe - we'ze still friends - just stay the FUCK away from my flows! *GASP*

North Korea Peace Corps = IMPERIALISM - quarters came down to this and solvancy, Lets just get this strait BHS - Peace Corps = = Imperalism as it is... Sending them to fucking north korea to SHOW them how to farm? thats effn' imperialism. Oops, did I just de-clasify the AMAZING bellaire affirmative? *laugh*

Trophy's are Sweet - So, as some of you may have heard, I got my first trophy ever at taylor hs. Yeah, as crazy as you kids are for thinking i'm good... i'm not - I didn't ever do that great in novice events - got a few ribbons last year for FX / PX - nothn' special.

Magic Sophomore - I <3 style="font-weight: bold;">Last but not least.... neg = fun.

I'm out.


Cry Shikhar Cry,
Cry for the Indigent Citizen; unable to understand the politics of the nation in witch he resides
Cry for all that was lost;
Cry for Education - for it weeps too, shedding tears of failure
Cry for all those whom will never understand
Cry more for all those whom think they understand

Shed countless tears for each one, but at the end...

Remember - You Mean Nothing.

What you say, What you do, How you act- Means Absolutely Nothing to Anyone Else.

Dear World, Insignificant i stand.

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