"Mah Heerow"

           My hero is not technically one person, but four. If you don't know me well, you probably don't have a clue of what I'm talking about. Well, the four people are the Beatles! Yes, the Beatles! They pretty much saved me from musical slaughter. You see, before I was interested in the Beatles, I was interested in a mixed variety of musical genres. I never based myself on a solid type of music, so my choices were pretty much like a roller coaster.
           During the 8th grade, my school had a Spring Musical; the theme was the Beatles. I never thought much of the Beatles when I first started hearing them. I've heard a number of their songs while I was younger, but no one in my family was a strong advocate for the Beatles, and that rubbed off on me. It took a while for me to get interested in them, and when I did, oh boy, did I.
           It was like the second Beatlemania for me! It was Beatles, Beatles, BEATLES! Everywhere. Paul McCartney, John Lennon, Ringo Starr, and George Harrison saved my soul (even though I don't believe in souls; hypothetically speaking, they saved my soul), and I thank them for that.

LONG LIVE THE BEATLES.

Perfectly

           That feeling: the agonizing feeling of knowing that there is an energy force around that is unable to fade. That noise: the chattering noise of the fingernails of the nuisance just might push a being into insanity. The repetitive giggling of the spaces that should be empty are getting more conspicuous by the second—makes even the strongest of minds scatter pointlessly into the voids of the subconscious.

           Oh, the nostalgia! The bittersweet nostalgia! The nights that held the mind in torture are over. Finally, a time for the mind to release its containments; it transitions from insanity and anxiety to peace and serenity—alone.  

Kind of a depressing piece, but it explains in literate terms that my life right now, is filled with anxiety and warfare between the two haves of my mind. If you don't see past the big words, then you won't know how I'm feeling at the moment. And if you don't know what word the title derives from, you won't understand what I'm longing for. 

It's not only a test for my mind, but yours.

Halloween!!

The lucky few who attended the SIS Halloween dance were lucky, indeed. There were a lot of things to do, and STUCO did a good job occupying the classrooms to make the dance more entertaining. The library was where all the dancing was held. There was a freeze dance competition; Jessica Soll, 12^th, won that challenge.

            Mr. Tessen’s room was the movie room where the students watched scary films. Mrs. Ayeras’ room was used for taking pictures, and was also used as a video game room where everyone was welcomed to entertain themselves by playing Super Mario on the Wii. The hallway was wonderfully decorated with multiple light colors and spider webs surrounding the walls and the lockers. Also in the hallway was the buffet of sweets and snacks. (It was quite delicious if you ask me!)

            Towards the end of the dance, there was a costume competition held; the scariest, the cutest, and the overall winner. Josh Tured, 9^th, won the scariest, Abel Pellegrino, 10^th, and Amy Hudkins, 11^th, won the cutest, and Zoe Jewell, 11^th, won overall. By 10 ‘o clock, the students were out of the building with the free snacks they were asked to take home with them!

            STUCO has decided to propose a couple more dances and movie nights before the 2011 Prance. Be sure to attend the upcoming events and help support STUCO and SIS! Happy Halloween! 

Headline: "Scientist dies in Lab" Muhahahahaha!

Where would you like to die? What would you be doing and why?

            So let’s start off with what I believe in life after death. Well, I know this may be offensive to many people when I say that I don’t believe in an afterlife, a Heaven, or a Hell. I believe that when a person is deceased, their remains stay on Earth, and their subconscious and conscious minds are lost. I’m an empiricist, so I think logically about things (even though I may seem like the most illogical person you’ve met; it’s only because I’m silly and I like to have fun.)

            I’m pretty much a Darwinist; I believe in evolution over religion. (But that doesn’t mean that I’m correct or not). It’s hard for me to get into the subject of religion, because it may seem like I’m arrogant and inconsiderate towards theistic religions.                  

           ANYWAY, before I go on a rampage about religion, I’m going to stop and talk about the actual subject. Let’s see… I don’t know exactly how I would like to die, but I can eliminate the ways I don’t want to go. I definitely do not want to die by drowning, suffocation, or being buried alive. (Horrible way to go!) I wouldn’t want to be brutally murdered, or fall from extreme heights.

            If I were to die, I would like to die doing something I love. I’m very interested in the human anatomy, so maybe I’d discover something in the lab that causes supernatural effects on the human body, which then kills me, but gives me time to say goodbye to my loved-ones. It may not seem like a very peaceful way to die, not an ideal way to die either, but hey, I’m a weird person. I was born a weirdo, and I will die a weirdo. 

John is Back!

If you could bring back one person from the dead, who would that be and what would you serve for dinner and why?

            If I were to have one person brought back from the dead, I would choose John Lennon. Not only is Lennon an inspiration to millions of people, he is also a very easy-going man who cares for the well-being of others. Why else do you think he sings about peace an love?! If he came over to my house for dinner, I'd serve a  casual bowl of Corn Flakes; he loved those! The Beatles even inquired it into their song I am the Walrus. To spice it up a bit (literally), I'd serve some curry, since John and the Beatles were greatly influenced by India's culture.
        Also, John really enjoyed IHOP's silver-dollar pancakes, and Burger King's Whoppers. Since Saipan doesn't have any of those two restaurants, I'd have to special order it from Guam or wherever! Since he was such a believer in animal rights, and less violence towards animals, I'd serve some vegetarian dishes to set a "chill" mood. To top off the night, following an interesting conversation (and occasional squealing), I'd serve some jelly as a desert! Yum, yum!  

Page 110 of my 400-page Autobiography

        Getting out of college was a marvelous thing. Yes, I'd miss my old roommates, and the parties (which I never really attended), but like going from high school to college, it was time to start my life on a new page. I never really had a promiscuous life in college. I mean, the whole college thing is supposed to be the best years of your life (not that I'm opposing or anything), but people usually aim sex as one of the best things about college; no parents telling you when to be home by, no more strict rules to follow, it is basically all up to you. 

        I grew up with my family being so open with each other that I, the most cut-off, closed myself from the rest of the world. Even now, I'm still uneasy when I talk about sex or men with my family members. I think that because I've seen myself a child towards my family, the woman in me never really came, and the kid in me never really left. So, I'm stuck with being the girl who was too shy to talk about boys or anything relating to the emotions for the opposite sex. But my friends are another story; I can talk to them about anything, from Gonorrhea to dildos. (Let's hope for my sake, that no one in my family reads this!)

         I'm kind of a little girl lost in her imagination when it comes to true love and marriage. I mean, when I watch MTV or any other atrocious television "reality" shows, I see myself as totally pure and sane. Who in their right minds would go on a television show to look for love? (Rhetorical question) It's not a surprise that many of today's kids will grow up to be strippers and teenage moms (which, ironically, is also another reality show). 

If you're bored, possibly..

It’s sad that we all live on this isolated island. Sometimes it seems like there’s nothing to do. Well, leave it to the people who’ve lived here their whole lives (including me) to inform you on what things are actually pretty fun. There are a lot of things to do on this island, actually. We’re just not willing to see it. I’ll point out a few options you can choose to keep your life on Saipan less mundane and boring.

School always seems to take up a lot of our personal time, but having fun doesn’t technically mean going out somewhere. Instead, why not run through the sprinklers on a hot Sunday afternoon? True, it’s quite adolescent, but there’s nothing wrong with bringing out the child in you to have a little fun!

If the family’s been in the house, working non-stop, a simple barbeque could possible bring out the fun with your family; talking, taking pictures, and eating. Sounds good to me!  If you’re the kind of student who has enough quality time with the family and want to hit it up with some friends, going to the street market on Thursdays can be pretty fun, too. Basically what you do at the street market is hang out with friends, eat, and possibly make new friends. It’s quite stimulating, if you get my drift.

If you and that special someone want to hang out, the both of you can always catch a movie, or go get dinner together. There are quite a few good restaurants on Saipan that can provide a good time. But if you’re single, it’s okay, just grab a handful of friends and go bowling! Yes, bowling on a Saturday night, sounds pretty fun to me. I’m pretty sure that both bowling alleys, J’s neat Micro Toyota, and one behind Shenanigans near the I ♥ Saipan store.   

So, to make myself clear, here is the list of fun things you can do on Saipan that I’ve mentioned earlier:

Run through the sprinklers, have a barbeque, go to the street market, catch a movie, grab dinner, and go bowling.