Lupe Fiasco - The Show Goes On [Official Music Video]

To be honest, I have no idea what the lyrics are saying. Actually, i don't even know any the lyrics besides "the show goes on". When i listen to music, all I do is listen to the beat and if the voice goes well with the beat. I really don't care about if the lyrics have meaning or not. That is why I can also listen to foreign music and still enjoy it due to the great voice with the beat. That is why I enjoy this song. Some may say there is meaning behind this song but do I really care? Nah, i just like it. So enjoy.

I Know This Means Something

I know this means something. Life has to have a meaning behind it. Am I really to live just to work then die as nobody? Who am I compared to the rest of the billions of people? I am nothing more than another piece of really big puzzle. The puzzle so big, that the little piece seems very insignificant. The whole point of life is still a mystery to many and to me as well. I have been walking down a road of school for years now. But at the end of the school life, what is there waiting for me? To find a job which I will do every single day of my life onwards? What’s the point of that when death seems like an easier solution? Do not get me wrong, I am not stupid enough to go suicide and waste my efforts. But I know life has another meaning behind it than just work and school. I know life has more to it than many may think. Some do not cherish what they have, but to them, it is nothing more than objects. Can money buy happiness? Can I become happy? So far, I have found neither money nor true happiness. I suffer everyday to go to a place called school. Who likes school anyways? All I do is sleep in class so what is really the point? If you ask me, there is none. However, I guess I will continue my adventure of life till I find my answer.

Ultimate Recipe

Even though I work at a restaurant, I do not really know how to cook. I have been working since like 6^th grade? It has been a long time. I know the basics but not the specific details. One of the customers’ favorite is orange chicken. Now orange chicken is not considered as traditional Chinese food, but rather American Chinese food made specifically for Americans. To start off, first you will need pieces of white chicken. If they are big, you must chop it up into bit size pieces. As I said I do not know the specific details, but then you will mix the chicken into a yellow looking sauce which will bread the chicken. When the chicken is mixed with the sauce, then you fry the chicken to get that crispy texture. After the frying, you must have prepared some orange sauce before hand. I do not know exactly what’s in the sauce, but different restaurant have different type of sauces especially for their orange chicken. Well, you add the sauce into a pan while mixing scoops of sugar. There are little bit of other sauces to add such as this starch which adds thickness to the sauce,. After the sauce is heat up, all you do is add the fried chicken bits into the sauce and mix it, then KA BAM. Orange Chicken.

Good Food Review

What is good food? Some people consider cheap hot dogs off the street vendors to be delicious while others consider good food only to be steak and lobster. I personally like steak and lobster but sadly I could not afford to go to a steak house for the project and went to other places instead. Out of the two places that Jessica and I attended, I enjoyed Joy Yee Noodle more than I did Food life located inside the Water tower. Joy Yee Noodle is located in the center of Chinatown square which as its name states, in Chinatown. Food life’s setting was amazing I have to admit. They had nice dim lights which makes it perfect for a romantic dinner. The food service was decent but not the greatest. The food is left out so that the customers can get what they want as soon as they order. The service is extremely fast, but due to the fact that the food is left out, the food was kind of cold once I received mines. Overall though, it was pretty good. Joy Yee Noodle had a nice bright setting which makes it cheerful. The food was served really fast and it was pretty good. I got the Korean Beef over Rice which is basically just beef mixed with onions over rice. I didn’t enjoy it that much since I don’t like eating onions. However, since I ate there more than once, I loved their other dishes which is a mix of Asian culture. It was pretty good.

King Still King?

When the words “King” comes out of someone’s mouth, who do you think of? King Arthur? Martin Luther King? Or is it Lebron James? Most people today will assume you are talking about Lebron James. I mean who would not know how Lebron was nominated MVP twice, drafted to the NBA before even going to college, and ditched the Cleveland Cavaliers in order to join the Miami Heats in order to win a championship ring. The self-proclaimed “King” has made his legacy throughout the modern day as one of the best NBA players of all time. But it would all be impossible without the true “King” that many have forgotten throughout time.

Sure there is a national holiday named after him, but most just look at the holiday as another day off like I do. Currently, on Martin Luther King Day, I am sitting here enjoying my break. Do I really care about him as of today? No. Do I think and remorse over him today? No. I should but do I really? No. Even though I do not think about him, he may be one of the reasons I stand where I am today. No, I am not black I know that, but, thanks to him, the African American has been gained freedom from segregation and humiliation Thanks to him, Lebron James can play in the NBA. Thanks to him, Michael Jordan sells millions of shoes each year. Thanks to him, America has accepted different cultures and races. He is still the true King.

I'm A Shoe

I am a shoe. I stand below everyone else. I get trampled on by everyone. I am merely an object someone uses for their own convenience. Why walk with bare feet when you can use me for your own comfort. Well, let me tell you something. I may be small and insignificant, but I am working my way to the top. Sure there are other shoe brands better than me: Air Jordan, Nike, Adidas, Puma, and so on, but I try my hardest to match up to those top brands. No I can not make you jump twenty feet into the air like Air Jordan. No I can not help you improve your max speed with materials that weigh less than an ounce but, I am who I am. I do not try to be those who I am not. I am a unique pair of shoe that is made with threads, a sole, and laces that keep me together.

I am tired of others using me to kick balls. I am tired of others using me to make a clean walk over a pile of mud. Why do I need to be a shoe? Why can I not be a bird or plane so that I can soar above the rest?  I work harder than everyone till I have holes in the side of my stomach. I am used till I can not be used any further, but I never receive anything in return. In return, I am tossed to the garbage and treated like filth. Musty socks and sometimes even bare feet come inside of me to create a stench so bad, that it will last my whole life time. I am a shoe.

Winter Poem

The blue wintery sky
was like a fluffy pie.
White as cream,
makes me want to scream.
Stupid snow makes my shoe filled with marks,
each like a pain to my heart.
I hate winter,
like a baby hates splinters.