Sustainability Post #6

I think that I have really tried to make a difference in what I do to save water and energy. The game that my mom and I came up with didn't work out very well. We don't really play it anymore. I still go around and turn off lights though. Taking shorter showers are hard for me. I think I was able to do it a little but not a great amount. I don't think we have changed much from this project since my dad has always recycled and my mom is working and Luke Center so she pushed for sustainability too. I think that some new ways that we have developed will work if we keep at them to make a routine. I real challenge for me was conserving water. Because I have paddle and water polo my hair really take a beating. Without long showers my hair is dreads. I think that my actions have really affected something in my family. I haven't seen the water or energy bill yet, but I think I have made a small difference. I think I will make my mom more incentives for me and my family to make the recycling we do more than just a chore. I believe that Punahou should make better ways of telling us than just shoving it down our throats. Being told, over and over again will only make us more annoyed about the subject. I think I will try to continue what I have started, but to be honest, I will probably forget about what I have done.

Sustainability Post #5

http://www.vu.union.edu/~recycle/tips.html

I found this website when I was looking up ways to make sustainability easier. I thought this was the best site that I looked at. It was kind of funny and it explained really what sustainability was. The shorter showers seem to be working for me during the week days, but on the weekends I am in the shower for a long time. Brailey, also still takes long showers. It seems that I am the only in the house that goes around to turn off the lights. Before I leave everyday and even when I got to dinner, I turn off the lights in the back of the house. My family has not really come in to a routine yet with turning off the lights.
I really liked the chapel today. Even thought it wasn't about recycling and reusing I thought it really showed something that we need to remember. Because all this "saying sustainable" stuff has been drilled and drilled into our heads, I thought it was refreshing to look at what sustains people like you and me.

Sustainability Post #4

The recycling is going great. The way that I am also saving water is taking more showers in the morning so that I have only a certain amount of time to take the shower. This helps me a lot. My mom has made up a game to help us be more sustainable. Since she works at the Luke Center, she has come up with an idea that if you leave the room without turning off the light you owe a dollar from my allowance I get. If I catch her with a light on I get a dollar. This game is really fun for me, not so much for her.
I also have started to turn my computer off at night more. This is because if I leave it charging while it is sleeping it just continuously sucks energy all night. It seems to also hold a charge longer that before when I didn't turn it off.

Sustainability Blog Post #3

I have kept up with my responsibilities to save water and energy. I have kept reminding my parents and sister about what I am doing and tell them to join me. Its is working. I thought the sustainability fair was really fun. It really helped me to understand what other things are going on around the island to help the earth. As I explained my blog to a man, he told me about the water underneath the island. As he explained, once the water is pumped up it fills with salt water and from then on the fresh water will never ever again be fresh. I thought this was important because eventually there will be no more water down there and it will never again be able to have fresh water in there. This man also made me realize that we are really working on a personal level. This was important to me because it shows that if we all do small things on a personal level we are able to make a larger impact. It showed me that one person doesn't need to give up everything; but many people can give a little to get more work done. I will try to maintain where I am now and do more things to help with  the promises that I have made.

Sustainability Post #2

I think I am making a difference in my house about the energy that I am saving. I think I still need to work on saving more water though. I seem to take the same length showers instead of cutting down. I have told my parents about what I am doing and they are helping me. We make sure that all the lights are out when we leave the house, even if it is just a short ride down to Punahou and back. I have to remind my sister a lot because she has the most lights in her room. After water polo, I usually just dry off and go down to get picked up, I think maybe if I rinse off at school I won't have to spend so much time in the shower at home getting all the chlorine off.

MND Sustainability Blog Post #1

For the use of energy I think I am doing a pretty good job. I try to remember to turn off any light in my house that is not being used and I also try not to leave my fan and computer on all night so that it is not continuously using energy when I'm not using it. I recycle a lot. I recycle every bottle that I can and I also go with my dad to recycle all the things we collect at the end of the week and the bin by Manoa Elementary. I think I waste a lot of water though; I take really long showers. Besides taking long showers, I don’t waste that much water. We have three cars at my house. My dad has his work truck and my mom has her van that she uses all the time. The last car we hardly use unless something is wrong with one of the other cars. My parents have been trying to eat healthier with brown rice and stuff. We are also trying to eat out less.
I think that I can really work on wasting so much water and eating healthier. I think I can do these things because they are small things that will have a big impact if I hold to my promises. The way that I can do this is taking shorter showers and getting the rest of my family, like my sister and mom, to cut their shower time too. I think to eat healthier I will come with my mom to the store so that we can get healthier food. This way, I won't even have the option of eating unhealthy food. I'll try and bring home lunch more and if I buy things at the snack I will always get water and some kind of fruit.

SII, GP #6

XXV
1. Let those who are in favour with their stars
2. Of public honour and proud titles boast,
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Those who are luckier that him, people with more power and money.\

3. Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars

4. Unlook'd for joy in that I honour most./
He is unable to make as much money as them, overlooked by the one he cares about.

5. Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread

6. But as the marigold at the sun's eye,/
The people that are rich spread with the favors of the prince.

7. And in themselves their pride lies buried,

8. For at a frown they in their glory die.
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Because of all the favors, their prides is shattered.

9. The painful warrior famoused for fight,

10. After a thousand victories once foiled,

11. Is from the book of honour razed quite,

12. And all the rest forgot for which he toiled:
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Even if a great warrior loses one battle he is forever shamed.

13. Then happy I, that love and am beloved,

14. Where I may not remove nor be removed
He is happy the way he is because he is cared for and is in a good place.



I like this poem because I think it shows about how people take so much time into their appearance of the rest of the world that they forget who they really who they are and who they want to be. I also like it because it tells that he is in a place where he can be what he wants and where he has a sort of controlled power.

Blues Poem

Chauncey Hirose-Hulbert
English Cowell 9:30

Blues Poem

I only see your face in my dreams,
Only in my dreams

I wake to find your face fading,
Fading into the washed-redwood wall in front of me.
I remember flashes of my dreams splattered on the walls of my mind.
Your shining face staring into the sky filled with nothing,
Not even the washed-wave ridden ocean blue sky.
The patience of your hands, drawing miniature unworldly creatures that pop alive on the page.
I only see your face in my dream
Only in my dreams,
Only in my dreams.

I press my think machine to play the movie again,
It has already been returned.
The olive-green of your eye glow with anticipation,
With the Eiffel tower as your diving board,
You plunge deep past the memories of kindergarten,
Downward into my mind,
Only to unlock the untouched memory just below my temple.
You return to the surface, with only a slip of fabric in your hand.
You seem to contemplate whether to speak or not,
Your sweet, engaging face brimming with nervousness.
Spontaneously the dream is absorbed back into my mind before your lips could open.
I only see your face in my dreams,
Only in my dreams

Though I don’t know your name,
I know your face,
Your voice,
Your laugh,
Even your favorite band.

I only see your face in my dreams,
Only in my dreams,
Only in my dreams do I feel my heart flutter or have my body pulse with happiness.

Till the day I learn to detach soul from body,
Till the day I learn to pick through my dreams,
Only till then will I know your name.
Till then I only see you in my dreams,
Only in my dreams.

SII GP #3

Chauncey Hirose-Hulbert
English Cowell 9:30

Ritual Poem for Driving Stick Shift

1. Step in to an immense forest green truck with three passengers and one father.
2. Make sure the stick is neutral.
3. Depress clutch and turn key away from the driver, you.
4. Move the stick to the left and down.
5. Depress clutch.
6. Attempt to release the clutch slowly, but fail, jerk the truck in to motion, and watch from the mirror as all your passengers hit the seat in front of them.
7. Regain control of truck and try again.
8. Slowly creep around the lush weed field that is your personal freeway.
9. Depress clutch.
10. Move to first gear (one bump to the right on the stick from first gear).
11. Again depress the clutch while simultaneously slightly pressing on the gas peddle.
12. Fail miserably and hear the truck suffocate and stall.
13. Once your passengers have stop laughing in your face, try again.
14. Depress clutch.
15. Place the big toe from your right foot on the gas peddle while reaching with your left foot to let go of the clutch easily.
16. Meet only with disaster and hang your head in shame.
17. Give permission to your extremely nervous father to leave truck and allow the other people in the cab to touch solid ground.
18. Let father to consume some Heineken to dull his anxiety.
19. Grab air guitar with plectrum in hand, and play along with the lame song on the radio.
20. Once the predictable guitar riff they call a solo is over, call everyone back in to the forest green truck and begin round 2.
21. Go through steps 1-18 until your ideal goal of first gear is reached.

SII Graded Post #1: Story Starter

As you go through school and life there are some people that make you feel weird inside; those strange people that make you feel like there going to stalk you some day. These people are everywhere. The wacko guy at work that talks to no one and makes you want to leave the break room if you see him coming. There are those kids at school, to deep for anyone to understand them. You know, the ones that use more that 5% of their brains unlike the rest of us. The ones you are afraid of talking to because your scared that you will make yourself look like an idiot. They are not fat, they aren't tall. They are so normal they blend into the wallpaper. Maybe they have glasses, light-dark hair, brown eyes; so normal; to normal for the rest of the population.
I have met my "creepy person" today for the first time at work. I am sitting at my small desk, alone in my cubical. My sad pathetic lunch consisting of a sandwich and some stale chips blend with the table. I type some random letter on the computer to fool the Catbert of my office I was doing something. Out of the corner of my eye I see him coming toward me. What do I do? I think to myself as his pigeon toed walk slowly carries him toward me. My eyes pass his thick rimmed glasses and on to his rainbow of pens he has in his pocket protecter. If he loses it maybe he won't kill me if I give him what he wants.
"Would you happen to have a napkin?" he whispered in a nervous tone.
"Yeah………um, yes I do." I try and so less creeped out then my face looked. I hand him one of my wilted blue napkins from my New Year's party I had.
"Thank you very much." he responded; his voice had a controlled nervousness to it, like he broke the ice on a first date. He began to walk slowly back to in cubical down the hall. Like he was expecting for me to say something.
"Would you like to have the rest of your lunch with me?" my mouth said before I could stop myself. What am I doing?! I just asked the 35 year-old creepo in my office to have lunch with me.
His paced quickened to his cubical and returned in a moment to join me in my 6 x 6 hell hole. His old left over pizza looked better than my limp sandwich. I force myself to make small conversation till Mr. Catbert came back to tell us lunch was over.
" Why did you decide to go into programming?"
"If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don't feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth."
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