Friday, December 16, 2011

The Darkness of Animosity

The shriveled dog sharpens his teeth and nails.
His throat parched, his stomach is famished
The emaciated corpses of others are strewn around him
He stares at another glaring back at him and
they explode, shoot towards each other
Fists flail, teeth snap, jaws crunch
Their thin bodies wrestle
for that last piece of bread; that last necessity of survival
until the other is eliminated from the food chain and dies
in slow, excruciating pain

The candle of hope is extinguished, the light of identity gone
All that remains is the animal

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Rant About Unexcused Absences from School

Hi guys. Its me again. I have a splitting headache today. So I figured it was the perfect time to let out my bad mood on today's post.

I woke up late today (around 9:15 AM) because I slept really late (4:12 AM) after finishing up my god-awful math homework. 40 problems every day. I'm NOT kidding. Its like she goes out of her way to make sure we stay tortured every day. Then again, what do you expect from a sadistic Algebra 2 Honors class?

Naturally, I thought I was screwed. I missed 2 periods: PE (who gives an ass about that class?) and English 2, my 2nd most favorite class. Fortunately, they had a substitute and only watched a movie during class, so I didn't miss much. So, I had 2 unexcused absences from school.

I called my mom and gave her the verdict. Being the understanding mom she is, she opted to call the school and excuse me from the impending doom of suspension from having more than 4 unexcused absences. She did so, but the office ladies told her that oversleeping is NOT an excuse for missing school.

Most of you will agree that oversleeping is definitely not a good enough excuse. I say, as long as the parent knows that their child missed 2 periods, what does it matter what the excuse is? The whole point of calling the office to excuse an absence is to make sure that the PARENT KNOWS that the child missed a certain number of classes. Why is oversleeping not a good enough excuse? Why do they got to be such an ass about that? To discipline us? If the child actually intended to skip out on the class, then I would understand. However, I'm talking about oversleeping, an innocent little mistake everyone makes. I say leave the disciplining to the parents, you old bags. Do your own job and help out with passing papers or whatever you do. I can't help but think that the office ladies were never children.

Maybe I'm too naive. I'll probably never understand the mechanics of running a school. What I DO know, however, is that the education system is DEFINITELY going down, just like everything else in the world. People are becoming jackasses left and right. My school is definitely one of these schools that garners the biggest number of douches ever.

Now I have 2 unexcused absences. One more and I'm history. I think I'm being overworked.

Sunday, December 4, 2011


Here's a few dreams that I had that I think would make good stories for books or movies.

1. A dictatorship government in the near future secretly kidnaps humans for testing experiments which involve fusing the humans and different machinery together. They then make them battle each other with the promise of freedom to the winner on a testing ground.

2. Aliens take over the earth and send out a green mist to exterminate all life on the planet. An unusually intelligent boy and a downer old man living with his two dogs in a trailer team up to take out the UFO in their area.

3. Before the world began, we used to live in the heaven above with God as our ruler. His best subordinate, Satan, rebels with his followers to take over the realm and overthrow God. God eventually wins the battle, but in a last desperate attempt, Satan attempts to destroy, blow up, unleash havoc, etc. on Heaven. To save us, he formed the Earth, and sent all the souls down on it while he dealt with Satan. He threw him and the rest of the fallen angels down to a realm called Hell, where he plots his next attack on mankind.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Happy Thanksgiving + Korean Vs. Japan

(Hello, everyone! Sorry I haven't been posting in a while. School and stuff, I'm sure you guys all know.
That aside, how has everyone been doing? Alright, I hope. I've been doing okay too. Thanksgiving break is already half-over, and I can't think of anything else than the impending doom that is high school. Now go ahead and read a completely random argument about the 2 of the most advanced Asian countries in the world)

WHERE do I begin? I have a LOT to say on this topic.

I understand the feelings behind Korea's grudge against Japan, but Korea is free from colonialism, it has a lot of potential to become a major power in the world, we need to move on. However, SO many hardcore politicians, both Japanese and Korean alike, intend to stay in the past, and continue to battle it out while the actual citizens of Japan and Korea get close to each other's customs and traditions (which are very similar).

As much as I want to stay neutral, I have to say that Japan is mostly to blame for the wave of tension between themselves and China and Korea countries. Japan:
- burned and destroyed ALL evidence of Korea's technological advancements over the past centuries
- attempted to utterly wipe out EVERY trace of Korean culture and language after they conquered Korea and replace that with Japanese language/culture
- is responsible for the famous "Rape of Nanjiing (sorry if I spelled that wrong)" where the Japanese army mercilessly pillaged the village (city, village?) and raped every woman in it. Japan claims that the incident never occurred and that the whole thing was made to make Japan look bad, much to the fury of China (are they seriously denying what has been written down in EVERY history textbook besides theirs?).
- has used Korea as a scapegoat and sex toy in World War II. Need I go any further?
- has recently published the HIGHLY controversial: Hate the Korean Wave and Hate China manga series
...... and only to name a few.

The manga Hate the Korean Wave is an entire topic to discuss in itself. As you an judge from the title of the manga, the whole book is about hating Koreans. The manga was a reaction to the sweep of Korean drama and music that travelled to Japan. In order to reestablish national pride in Japanese folks, the book: (yes another list)
- glorifies their own culture while they utterly TROLL the living hell out of Korean culture/language
- points out historical "inaccuracies", such as the FIFA 2002 World Cup incident and the Dokdo/Takeshima argument.
- depicts Koreans as disgusting and greedy, very narrow eyes and black hair; while Japanese have very Caucasian features (blonde hair, blue eyes, straight noses, etc.)
The Hate China manga is very similar, portraying the Chinese as cannibals and freaks of nature. A politician praised the book, saying that "The only good thing China has to offer is their food." Despite the outrageous material that lies within these two books, they have become very popular, and spawned a number of sequels.

Speaking of national pride ....

The Japanese barely have any. I'm sorry, but from what I gather, Japan seriously admires Europeans. A Japanese citizen has informed me that way back then, when Japan still had their pride, none of this "ooohh pointy nose, huge multi-color eyes, and multi-color hair is the way to go" existed. Then, when Western traders visited Japan, and they saw that Western women were taller and more beautiful than Japanese women, they immediately fell in love with the West. Since then, Japan has attempted to imitate Western civilization (not to mention their love of Germany in World War I and II). This love for the English is apparent in most books and culture in Japan.

Before I rant any further, I want to say that not all of this is based on fact. This argument is entirely controversial. I am merely disgusted at the cheating ways Japan has attempted to glorify themselves with. Not ALL of Japan is like what I mentioned above. Like I said, only the hardcore politicians go to the extremes when bringing down other countries. Just because I have my grudges against Japan does not mean I hate it. Japan has things Korea doesn't, and I thoroughly enjoy Japanese literature, music, and NINTENDO. The point is: Japan needs to learn a lesson and take responsibility for all the deeds they have done in the past. There's no point in being in denial when the rest of the world knows what they have done.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Screw Education

     I was sitting in my room, doing homework.
     On a sunny day. The sun shines brightly.
     No clouds in the sky. None at all.
     The distinct sound of laughter can be heard from a nearby swimming pool.
     And here I am, wasting away, writing useless papers that will probably end up in the trash bin once the teacher is done grading them.
     The clock ticked, ticked, and ticked. The sound of time running out. The sound of my vacation quickly slipping away .....
     Frustrated, I slammed by pencil on my desk.
     "What the hell am I doing?!" I screamed. "Why am I shut up in my own room when I could be playing outside, discovering, adventuring?!"
     I tried to overturn my desk like they do in manga, but it was too heavy. I continued shouting:
     "I won't stand for this! This tyranny! The teachers, the devil themselves, are trying to pollute our minds with useless knowledge we won't need in life! I don't need knowledge! We don't need knowledge! What we need is freedom! The power to explore! create! to find the things that please me the most! character! Thats what's important in life! What mindset do they think Columbus and Magellan had when they sailed around the world?!"
     I paced around the room, yelling to no one in particular.
     "I won't sit quietly and waste away like this! I'm going to pursue my dreams! I'm going to find and fulfill my destiny! As long as it's something I can enjoy, it'll be all right! I'm not going to be forced to become an engineer or a doctor or some other half-ass job like that! I'm going to make decisions for myself from now on!"
     I stopped to catch my breath, and went downstairs. I sat down on the couch and grabbed my XBox controller.
     "Now what game should I play next?"

Monday, November 7, 2011

Short Story

     Ed stared at the blood on the knife. Drip, drip, it went.
     Ed stared at the body on the floor. One cut was made all around his shoulder. Another was made on his face. The knife had also penetrated his stomach.
     Dark red liquid covered the lifeless form of Gregory Blahn. His eye twitched.
     Did Ed expect joy? Yes. Did Ed expect triumph? Yes. Did Ed expect the numbness that covered his entire body? Well, yeah, sort of .... but that will soon go away, right?
     Ed walked to the couch, head to toe in blood; the blood of Gregory Blahn. He sat down and tried to be cheerful, and found that it didn't work. Ed looked around the house; at the cracked glass, at the caved in TV, at the smashed photographs of smiles, wedding kisses, and an otherwise happy life.
     Ed realized that he was shaking uncontrollably. He took deep breaths and attempted to compose himself. He stared again at the knife and twirled it. The blood flew off the knife and splattered Ed's face red even more. This isn't working.
     Ed stood up and walked to the mirror. Through the numbness, he heard the sound of a door opening, a cry of horror, and the dialing of a cell phone. As much as he wanted to run, he remained where he stood, frozen.
     Ed looked at the mirror again. A shriveled, balding man of 40 peered back at him. The man wore a tattered Dallas jacket and fading Levi jeans. Ed could also see that the man was a heavy smoker, from the looks of his teeth. His skin was yellowing, and his eyes were gaunt, heavy, and hollow. The eyes were filled with something, but Ed couldn't put his finger on what it was.
     The distinct sound of sirens caterwauled in the distance, but Ed hardly noticed.
     Suddenly, Ed felt something in his chest. His heart was melting, melting! Ed tried to breathe slowly, but the liquid heart spread throughout his body, up his throat, out of his mouth, his nostrils, his eyes, his ears! Ed shut his eyes tightly, hoping it would all stop.
     When he opened his eyes, the man in the mirror was smiling warmly at him. He opened his mouth and whispered:
     Do you feel better now, Ed?
     The sirens continued to wail .....

Sunday, November 6, 2011

First Greetings

Hello ..... erm ..... how do I start?

Oh yes. *clears throat*

My (user)name is ZatchKim, and welcome to my blog! As the name and title implies, I am full-on Korean and a 15-year old high school student. Pleased to meet you all (and by all, I mean no one, because no one will ever visit this site).

I thought it would be a good idea to make a blog, because a blog is similar to a diary, but I hate writing. Typing suits me best. On this blog, I will be posting random excerpts of my imagination, deep questions that I ask myself, and other useless things you won't need in life. However, these useless things and excerpts reflect MY life: the life of a lonely high school student. With that said, I hope you guys will take care of me!

(I don't really expect my blog to become famous or anything, so thanks to those who donated their time into reading this!)