Eddie the Eagle, an true story about an underdog Britain ski jumper. Micheal (Eddie) Edwards was never really an athlete in his younger years. He would always get picked last on teams and had about no athletic skill at all, but he did have perseverance. He had one dream in life that he pursed furiously, which was going to the Winter Olympics.

So he started his journey to become an Olympic ski jumper for Great Britain. He started on the the baby slopes of 15 meter which he crushed effortlessly. Then after just one try he went up to the 40 meter jump.The height did not scare him at all. He was so determined to go the Olympics that even after 10 tries on the 40 meter slope and failing massively with a bunch of cuts and bruises he got up for an eleventh time. That eleventh time could have probably killed him yet he still went up the slope, but this time he managed to land  it.

Now that he landed the 40 meter slope he thought he was ready for the Olympic slopes of 70 and 90 meter. These slopes could possibly kill him yet he still push forward. Now at Olympic size slopes Eddie thought he was ready for the Olympics, which he technically was so he signed up for the Olympics. He made it! His life long dream of going to the Winter Olympics ever since he was just a little kid. At the Olympics even though he had never been on the 90 meter slope he attempted it in the Olympics game. This huge feat that he has never completed before and he wanted to attempt it in the Olympics! He was fearful of dying yet he still went. The moment he landed he set a personal and Great Britain record of 73. 5 meters. Even though he got last the Olympic games was not about winning for him.”The most important thing in the Olympic Games is not to win but to take part, just as the most important thing in life is not the triumph but the struggle. The essential thing is not to have conquered but to have fought well”(Olympic creed).



Many things in life need dedication in order to succeed. Success does not just happen. Success is a combination of countless hours of honing your craft and failure. Failure will always accompany success, because failure is what makes you who you are today. Without it you would not know how to pick yourself back up after you fall down. The most successful people learn from there mistakes so that they may never make that mistake again. That is how you become great in life. It all comes down to dedication.Without dedication you will never reach your full potential.


Procrastination Nation

I hate procrastinating. I absolutely hate it. I to me, procrastinating is being lazy by giving yourself the minimum amount of time to complete something when you could have more time to do it. For every day I wait, is more guilt tacked onto to back of my conscience, nagging me to do something about it. I don’t know how some people can live like that, and maybe it’s because they are more carefree and less nitpicky than I am, but procrastinating is something I hope I’ll never choose to resort to.

Recently, I was given a spanish project two weeks ahead of the due date, and it was required that I do it with a group. The group chose to work on the project the weekend right before it was due, which kind of upset me, but it was the only weekend that they could work on because they were busy with sports. I have not worked in the project yet, because it is due next week, and every night, before I sleep, I remember that I have to work on the project soon, and I get anxious and can’t sleep for a few more minutes. Being nervous is never fun.

Possibly, I could try to live with procrastination and slowly adopt it, but of course my future projects and homework assignments would be lower quality. That guilt that I feel when I fail to do something is probably hard-wired into my head by now. I mean, I do get distracted often while I work, but at least I have the rest of the night to do work. I live around procrastinators, yet I find it odd, sad, but fascinating how people can push themselves to use the afternoon leisurely, then to work all night. In AP US History, we have to do outlines of chapters from our history book, and these outlines are due every week. It takes hours to do, so I split it up during the week to work on it. Other friends in the class stay up to 5 in the morning the day before just to do it. Often, the outline isn’t as high quality, and not good enough to study from. I try to tell my friends to work on it during the weeks, like the teacher of the class recommended, but somehow, every time, they stay up late, along with most people in my class, and tell me about how they stayed up late and how they were upset with the workload and how they were tired throughout the day. I don’t understand how this happens.

So my partners for the spanish project want to wait until Friday to begin the script, then record on Saturday, and if needed, Sunday. They have understandable reasons for being unable to do it earlier, and maybe that is the case for my friends and other people too. I’ll never venture to the realm of procrastination, where relaxation is followed by hard work and stress, and I’ll do the vice-versa of what the procrastinators do. I suppose I understand how or why procrastinators need to wait longer to do, and I should be more lenient towards them. I just hope I never fall into that habit.


I have a lot of weird habits that have formed out throughout my life. I like to walk around whenever I start to think for a bit. I use large hand motions in everyday conversations and while thinking to myself. Though if I were to think of one habit that would stand out the most, I would think of this one.

I like to observe humans.

Now the way I phrased this is weird isn’t it? “I like to observe humans.” I could have just said, “I like to look at people” and it would give off the same meaning, but I think otherwise. I think that these two phrases give off different meanings. In the latter one, I think it gives off the connotation that I like to glance at a person, think, “He looks nice” or, “She looks cute” and then move on. In the first one, I think that it gives the feeling of analyzation. Which is exactly what I do.

Now this habit was formed many years ago in the fifth grade like some of my other habits did as well. When I was alone during recess, I would look at the other kids and see what they were doing. I would think to myself, “He’s having fun playing soccer” or “She seems happy talking with her friends.” At first it was just looking at what other people were doing, but then it grew into something bigger.

As I grew older I no long just glanced at a person and then go off on my merry way. I began to take a bit more time with looking at others. I first looked at what they were doing. I looked at people doing their homework, playing games, talking to others, etc. I then began to look at them in more detail. I looked at their face at first. I looked at their eyes for their eye colors. I looked for blemishes or scars. I looked for moles, birthmarks, freckles, etc. I then looked at their clothes: what brand they were, how loose or fitting they were, how clean they were. I began to dive into more and more detail until I hit a wall that I needed to climb over.


Why did they style their hair like that? Why did they wear that today? Why is he doing that to him? Why does she do that? I wanted to know. I wanted to understand others. I wanted to know the “why” of people. I wanted to learn of their motives, beliefs, drives, dreams, and much more. As I started to dive into this, I started using less and less time to stare at people. Now I just need to glance for a couple of seconds to get an overall feel for the person. I came back to where I started.

It’s not like I consider this to be a bad thing to do. I, in fact, consider this to be a great thing to happen to me. I began to learn about others better. I copied others’ actions and behaviors to better understand others. It helped me become who I am. I owe myself to the observation of others. I will continue to observe humans and I will continue to learn from them for the rest of my life.

Should I drink tonight?

Why do people go crazy over this alcoholic beverage? Beer the most common alcoholic beverage consumed has many side effects including liver damage, weight gain, and impaired motor skills, but why do people still do it.


I tend to think that most of the time people drink beer to relax after a long day at work and that’s all fine if its only one or two, but when the bottle count starts to get up to five or six things can get out of hand real fast. When they  get in the car for the drive home their cognitive abilities are also impaired, thinking that its okay to drive home while drunk. When they start to drive they not only put their own lives at risk, but the lives of others. Every day in the United States 30 people die from car accidents related to alcohol. That equates to 10950 a year. Imagine if people stopped drinking and driving. 10950 lives could be saved each year by just calling a taxi home instead of trying to drive while impaired.

Another reason why people drink beer so often is that it takes away all the anxiety and pain for those few hours. Most legal drinking is done in bars where guys go pick up girls for the night out. The alcohol slowly eases people in to a nirvana like state allowing them to do things they never would have thought possible, like a shy guy talking to a girl. At that moment people are not thinking straight and usually do outrageous things and when they wake up, they usually cannot remember most of their night. Alcohol is a very powerful drug that can make you feel ecstatic for a couple hours and leave you feeling horrible the next day.

There is a saying, “everything in moderation”. One or two beers after a long night will not kill you. Drinking is not necessarily bad. It is only usually bad when people do not know their limits and drink like there is no tomorrow.


Smoking, it’s your choice!

Now before anyone reads this post, let me make it clear that I do not smoke. I have learned what the short and long-term effects that could develop when smoking; heart disease, cancer, lung disease, reproductive damage, birth defects, death, etc. Personally, I’m not too fond on any of those. Also If anyone reading this thinks I am promoting people to smoke, I’m not.

One time at school, I was just minding my own business, going to classes and such like all normal High Schoolers. Anyway, I was in my math class and was finally finished with my lessons, my eyes began to wander around the room until finally my eyes landed on a certain poster. The poster had something along the lines of “87% of Californian Teenagers Chooses Not to Smoke!”

©2015 Augustus Binu [CC by 2.0]

When I first read the poster in my math class, I thought to myself “Wow I like how the poster is worded!”

Now some of the people who are reading this post may be saying “What’s so cool about the poster?” Well I have two things to say, you’re questioning a computer screen, get some help, and well that’s just it, I like how the poster is worded.

I’m sure that everyone has learned about the negative effects of smoking either from their schools or parents when they were quite young. Every other adult practically shoving the message that “Smoking is bad!” down our throats. During those times, I felt like the adults around me treated me like an idiot, they kept telling me that smoking is bad even following me to high school, and now I’m in math class whilst admiring the poster on my classroom’s wall.

Now the main reason why I’m so drawn to the poster is because it included the word “choose”. It’s your choice. No matter how many people likes to remind you that smoking is bad, it’s still ultimately your choice and no one else. I’ve made the choice not to smoke and now I’m with the eighty-or-so teens that don’t smoke in California. But don’t let those numbers deter you, it’s still your choice after-all.

Different opinions

Are arguments and different opinions healthy for society? Does everyone have the entitlement to their opinion? In many places, opinions seem to usually be a majority, or are near even enough to cause fighting? Possibly, it is good because we all have the right to speak freely.

In my english class, we did a writing workshop where in groups, we review, assess, and provide constructive criticism on each other’s essays, usually all essays have the same topic or structure, but vary from person to person so we can compare easily. This particular time, we got an argument essay where the three other members of my group argued the exact opposite argument from mine. Listening to the same argument three times with more evidence piling, I felt that I had made the clearly wrong choice in opinion and topic, and the repetition drilled into my head their points of why their argument was correct. I assumed that their opposite arguments would result in them being harsher to me, which I thought would be bad for me.

However, I realized that their possible harshness towards my opinion might help me. By being more critical, both myself and the others could improve our arguments by listening to each other and finding flaws and weaknesses to use in our counter arguments, or in my case, to some degree, convert me to their side of the argument with some debate. It was great, because besides improving each other’s structure, we could help each others arguments. At the end of the session, my paper had a good amount of criticism, as did theirs, and all of us could improve.

By arguing and/or debating, we can help to prove a point because it is only natural for there to be multiple points of view, meaning that debates are natural as well. Courts and debates are proof of this, where two or more arguments can butt heads with each other to prove which is right in a more civil discussion. For example, the presidential race is a debate on which idea or argument is most representative of the people through popular votes. Candidates travel from state to state in hopes that they can convince enough people to join their party and earn their vote so that they can win the year’s campaign. The one who wins has the majority support for their idea of how the candidate should run the country for that term, and the public opinion shifts over time so that one argument is not always correct.

Debates are natural in society, and help to improve all people’s beliefs, which occur to enlighten people, and often improve and develop each other’s’ arguments along the way.

A Time With Others

Humans have interacted with other humans for many generations. We have formed civilizations and communities. We are a naturally social species. Though some people, like myself, may find it hard to interact with others. It may be due to nervousness that people can’t fully communicate with others, but for me, it is due to fear.

Being lonely is one of my biggest fears. It is a terrifying experience. To have nobody to talk to, to interact with, is nightmare to me. Being alone is fine, but being lonely is terrible. But perhaps bigger than my fear of being lonely is my fear of losing others. To lose people would lead me to being lonely. I fear for the possibility of that happening. I try my hardest to not lose anyone. I try to be friendly. I imitate others to get along with them. I do anything in my power so that they don’t want to leave me.

To be honest, I don’t want to this. I don’t want to be afraid of being alone. I don’t want to be afraid to lose others. It’s just I have this innate desire to be with others, but due to my fear of possibly losing them, it makes it hard to approach people. When making friends, I am never the one who makes the first move. I constantly rely on others to do it for me. I didn’t choose to be this way.

It makes me feel selfish. The way I act makes me feel like I am a people pleaser. Like I try to fulfill the desires of others for my own personal gain. The gain of comradery. The gain of friendship. This is not what I want to do. I want to show my true self to others, but the fear of losing others by doing this is too great.

My relations with others may be messed up. I may be an introverted, selfish individual, but I am trying to be better. I am trying to better myself so I can be less fearful of being lonely. So I can be less of a people pleaser and more of a man of truth. But as the saying goes, people don’t change. Maybe I can’t change. Maybe I can’t reach this ideal version of myself. That is fine. I just need to accept myself for who I am. If I can do that, then I will be just fine.

Shark Tale Thoughts

Dream Works have made many personal favorites, for example, Antz, Shrek, and Kung Fu Panda. In 2004, Dream Works released an animated, comedic, and underwater based film known as Shark Tale.

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©2004 Bill Damaschke [CC by 2.0]

Shark Tale is about a fish named Oscar who works at an undersea equivalent of a car wash. However he ran into some problems relating to debt and is going to be killed by his boss if he doesn’t pay up. He doesn’t get the money and orders Oscar’s death in some uncharted area. Fast forward a bit, he lives whilst accidentally killing a shark, earning the title of “The Shark Slayer”. In the end, Oscar tells everyone that his title is a fluke but they don’t care and he lives happily every after.

With the butchered summary out of the way, let me tell you readers how I felt about the animated comedy. First, let us start with the things I like.

The movie was quite colorful in my opinion, even more so than another underwater based movie. You may not know what the other movie is as it is a bit “underground” but it’s called Finding NemoDon’t get me wrong Finding Nemo is a great movie, but most of it’s underwater scenes were usually always dark albeit still beautiful. In Shark Tale, almost every scene had a lot of color that never failed to draw me in to admire the environment. The voice acting were also pretty good especially with a lot of big names like Will Smith and Jack Black. You can tell when characters are sad and happy.

Now on to the things I’m not to keen on. One gripe I had with the movie was that most of it’s comedy came from references, not just any references of course by those from the R-rated God Father. It really makes you think why a movie made for kids would have references from the God Father. Also Oscar isn’t really a likable character, heck there were many times I hated him. One scene he used a pearl, that his best friend entrusted him with, to place bets on a horse race. Charming am I right?

Now did I like the movie? Yeah I did. A good chunk of the jokes in the movie got me laughing and that’s what a comedy should be doing.