Tales of Tenth Grade

TRANSCRIPT Should we go check that out? I don't see why not. Oh damn it's a dude. Is he glowing? HEY DO YOU NEED HELP? Uhh... Where did you come from? Who... who are you?  What do you mean?  You just fell from the sky? Oh... Who are you ? I... don't... I don't know... Hey this is just like that Death Pigeon song! Ya know... about the guy... Who fell from the sky? In a bolt of lightning? 

As I compose the last blog post of my sophomore year (I hate to be cheesy, but it’s kinda surreal even just writing that), I’m at a loss of what to discuss. A majority of my blog posts this year (or, let’s be honest, ALL of my blog posts this year) have been rants, so I figured that maybe for this blog I should do something a little different. I’ve always loved writing poems, but I haven’t composed any in a while (aside from the recent English assignment, of course). So, for this blog post, I’ve decided to write a (very short) free verse poem inspired by the late hours I keep (which unintentionally began to derail into a poem about the stars whoops). Admittedly, it is not the longest of poems, nor is it the most eloquent, but nonetheless here it is (: celestial bodies i am one of the night  it is i who knows the moon,  i who embraces her coruscating light with the familiarity of an old friend i seek solace in the evanescent stars in their comforting glim...

I know this is past midnight technically, but I honestly forgot about the blog post for May. It just feels like everything is out of whack. The world is going through a pandemic, there are riots on the streets, and nothing is going right. Everything is just wrong, and I need a good rant. I think everyone deserves a good rant right about now. I have become so antsy, and can barely sit still (not like i couldn't sit still before). But the point is, .... there is no point i dont know what I'm saying anymore THE WORLD IS CHAOS!!!!111!!!!1!11!1 I've been trying to pass the time watching netflix and bingeing shows. I've been drawing more, and writing music. (I've also become obsessed with Katya Zamolodchikova, a drag queen who is absolutely insane) But still, it seems like a new bad thing is happening every day. We have a deadly virus, murder hornets, rising rates of depression, anti-racism movement and riots, etc, etc, etc. I think it might just be the beginning ...

     The way I tend to listen to music is I'll have two or three albums that I'll listen to on repeat for a month or so, and then I move on to a new set of albums.  I find I can't listen to music while I'm working or doing something else, I'm too easily distracted by what I'm listening to. Instead, what I ususally do is I take time to listen to an album all the way through and do nothing else other than focus on the music. This means I really only listen to maybe an album a day, so I don't get bored of any song or album very quickly. I know  this is a really weird way to listen to music,--I don't even use playlists--but it's what I've done ever since I've had Spotify.       This style of listening means that every once in a while, I need to find new music to listen to. This happened to me earlier in the week, and this time I decided I wanted to find something that I had never listened to in my life. And so my journey of scrolling through the ...

The recent protests turned riots happening America right now mirror many riots of the past, but there is one aspect in particular I want to talk about. The 1992 Los Angeles riots were a result of the aqcuital of  all 4 police officers in the beating of Rodney King. The riots were extremely violent and arson and looting was everywhere, resulting in damages to the city of over $1 billion dollars. Almost half of the damages dispraportionaley affected Koreatown, a settelment largely made up of Koreans, as the riots were most violent there. When the rioters first began to arrive in Koreatown, police was called and they arrived to try to stop the rioters. However, as it begun to become more violent and shots were fired by the rioters, the police completely abandoned Koreatown, leaving the civilians there to fend for themselves. Coincidentally, roads between Koreatown and wealthier towns were blocked off and police lines were drawn at independent cities like Beverly Hills and West Hollywo...

On May 25, an african-american man named George Floyd died in Minneapolis, Minnesota. When he was arrested for forgery, a police officer named Derek Chauvin choked him by kneeling on his neck while he was lying on the street, handcuffed. Three other officers watched and did nothing while he became unresponsive and eventually died. While this happened, Floyd was saying he couldn't breathe and passing people called for the officer to get off him, but he ignored them. This has been a big deal recently, and it sparked outrage across the country, especially with the Black Lives Matter movement. Protests began on the street where this happened, but many of them soon turned into riots when people took the opportunity to loot and burn stores. More protests followed in cities such as Chicago, Louisville, and Memphis. Many of these turned equally violent, with police cars being destroyed and buildings being lit on fire. Some of the people being hurt by this are small business owners, and th...

This post is about my experience of doing yard work for the past 3 MONTHS! First I'll give some background information to really explain it. During corona, my dad hasn't been able to work since he is a dentist and it hasn't been approved for him to go back up until a week ago. With this free time on his hands, after 9 years of saying he was going to do it, he finally did it, we are re-mulching. This plan has been in the works for longer than I can remember, so think about how it looks now. I'll answer, really really bad. I was afraid this was going to happen the second they announced quarantine and my fear came true. It was about the second week of staying at home that I noticed he had his work pants on, which is never good for me. He grabbed gloves, a shovel, and a trash bin and headed to the yard. My mom, brother and I looked at each other in panic, we all knew what this meant. We sent ourselves to our rooms to and got changed, mentally preparing for what it's...