sarNworld Community Blog List http://www.sarnworld.com/discuzz/index.php?app=blog Community Blog List Syndication Wed, 10 Mar 2010 00:45:19 +0000 admin@sarnworld.com (sarNworld) IP.Blog 60 <![CDATA[Jack's Blog - Jack is back in SarNWorld!!!!!!!!]]> Hi SarNies, I was away for a long long time, because I was having so much stuff to do for school and work and didn't have a time even for myself to enjoy. However, right now I think life is too short, so enjoy whatever I can. I really happy to come and see many familar faces eventhough you guys have no idea who I am :) Anyway, I'm going to upload/share everything I like with everyone, so leave me a comment or message if you want to request anything from me, I will happy to find anything u want :P so peace everyone :dude:]]> Thu, 10 Dec 2009 19:18:00 +0000 __Gone - Family Loss



I got home from class that morning and realized I had left my phone at home. I turned it on and checked my voicemails and realized I had 3 voicemails from my Aunt. She was telling me that my uncle had passed and he's in the hospital. I was still positive however that maybe she misunderstood. I called my cousin, but he didn't answer because he was in the hospital. I called my other cousin (his sister) and she picked up. I knew something wasn't right because I could tell she had been crying. I asked her what had happened because I just got home and checked my messages. She took a minute to say, "they said my dad may have died." I was still hopeful. She said, "may have." I text my cousin again and he had gotten my text. He called me back and told me that my uncle had another stroke and this time it's far worst than the first. I told my mom... and I felt my heart break once I saw that her face had gone from filled with happiness and excitement for the day .. It went pale and her smile dropped. I went to the hospital with Tim and we sat there and waited. They finally took me back to the Emergency Room and I saw my uncle laying there. His stomache had blown up to 3'x's it's usual size because he was sucking in air. They had put a tube there to help suck the air out, but he was sucking in to fast for the tube to suck out. My aunt was standing beside me as I asked the nurse, "When do you think he'll come conscience?" The nurse looked at my aunt and looked at me. She had a sad look on her face and her voice was a little shaky. "I don't think he will." She said. My aunt doesn't understand much English so she turned to me and asked, "What did they say?" I didn't have the heart to tell her so I told her that he is sucking in air thats why his stomache is so big.

They told us that he had a Hemorrhage and he was bleeding severely into his brain. My heart was still hopeful because just the other day I had read stories about survivors. They told us that they were transferring him to Baylor because they needed a specialist to deal with his condition.

The situation seemed to have turned around because they are giving him a chance meaning they too believe things can get better. However, that happiness was short lived as the supervisor of the ER department asked my aunt to sign permissions for him to be transferred. She said that he isn't doing so good the next 48-72 hours are looking really bad for him. If we had any relatives out of the country, state, city, town we need to hurry up and call them. She also told us to be prepared.

It seem like the day was never ending as we had to deal with inexperienced transfer paramedics. They were so stupid that when the hospital requested a large transfer truck they brought a small van! Then they looked around and tried to use any random truck the hospital had. The doctors refused to discharge my uncle off to them if they didn't get the truck with proper equipment because my uncle needed it.

2:30 rolled around and I had to go pick my sisters up from school. I got home and told my mom of the situation. She wasn't very pleased with my answer I could tell because her face was blank and pale. We waited until all my sisters came home and we had taken tim to work to drive down to Baylor and see how my uncle was doing. We were greeted by a very anal doctor. He spoke to us as if we were children. "I don't think you guys understand the severity of this situation." My response, "I do, it's just difficult to accept. My aunt and mom wants to know is there anything you can do to help him?" Doctor, "Surgeons can surgically remove the busted veins and blood, however it won't repair what has already been damaged." Me, "I understand. Will you guys do the surgery?" Him, "It depends. If the head doctors see that he is responsive then they will do the surgery, but if he isn't then we will not do the surgery because at the end of the day we would have spent that time and effort for nothing." Me, "Excuse me?" Him, "What I need to know is if they want us to resuscitate him if his situation should worsen." I had to ask my aunt and my cousin who were standing there crying and talking to my uncle who could hear but couldn't respond. Did they want to let him die if he were to get worst or did you want the doctors to help him? Of course they said to resuscitate him because we were hopeful. We knew that miracles happens because this wasn't the first time we had heard this. We heard this the first time when he had a stroke and he made it because we were there to talk to him everyday.

The doctor wasn't so friendly. He told us that if you see anything on him move it doesn't mean he is trying to move it's just reflexes of his muscles. Of course my aunt and mother already knew that they just wanted to hope was that wrong? The doctor lied because we knew my uncle was trying to open his eyes. Every time my mother said, "Ai tit jao dai yin koy bor? Ta jao dai yin muern ta ma hen koy doo. koy ma yiem ni na" (Brother Tit do you hear me? If you do open your eyes and see me. I came to visit you.) Every time my mom said that it seemed that his eyelids would shake really hard. When no one spoke to him his eye lids remained the same...

The nurses came in to take his temperature and asked us to wait in the waiting room around the side.... We waited and the process was taking fairly long. My sister had realized she left my phone in the car so we went back to get it. We had parked kind of far. It was a good 10 minute walk from the hospital to the parking area. When we got back upstairs we realized they weren't in the waiting room anymore. We went back to the room.

Nothing.... Nothing.... would have prepared me for what I would see next....

I walked into the room and my aunt, and two cousins were crying..... my mom was crying and she was being consoled by the doctor for night shift. He looked a little friendlier than the first doctor, but he still brought bad news. I looked over at my uncle and saw blood had came out through his nose. I knew something wasn't right. I asked my mom what's wrong and she said that they told them that my uncle is passing. He doesn't have much time. They asked my mother, my sister, and I to leave the room so that his wife and children could spend some time with him... We did. We went back into the room a few minutes later and my mom leaned her head against the wall and started crying.

I had to leave for awhile to take my dad to work and leave my sister with my 2 other little sisters while I go back to the hospital for my mom. Of course pick up tim. My sister Lisa and her boyfriend went back with us in their own car. We got there and there were others there... my other cousin had came back from UT in Austin and she was crying...

I walked in and out of the room a few times to go to the waiting room where tim and my sisters boyfriend were. I couldn't bare to be in the room and watch his heart beat drop slowly. The doctor told us that would continue to drop. They wouldn't resuscitate him based on Texas state law which stated that if it were futile and had a very low mortality rate then they can call off resuscitation ..... I went back to the waiting room for a 3rd time while my sister held my mom.... My sister came back awhile later to say that his heartbeat had went back up just after my cousin had did the same....

It was around 2:00 in the morning when I heard loud screams coming from my uncles room.... I wanted to run there, but I couldn't... I am a very weak person and I knew that I wouldn't be able to stand there and not cry, but my heart was telling me I had to be strong for my mom.

My sister came and called me and said my mom needed me. I went back to the room. His heartbeat had stopped. My uncle was gone....I held my mom as people came to the room to say their goodbyes and give hugs to my aunt and cousin. It was a nice gesture because I know they needed it.

I talked to the supervisor of the ER about what to do next.. He told me that we will receive a call when my uncle's body is in the morgue. I asked for a contact number. He said there was no need for one because people will be in contact we'll know whats going on. We came home and the only call we got were from organ donor associations and people who wanted his body for medical research....

We waited .... still no call. I decided to call the hospital myself and they told us that my uncle was in the morgue and we had 24 hours from 4 AM to have his body sent to a funeral home because they won't leave it there long...

I was utterly shocked and disgusted. If I had not found a way to call them we would have never known that my uncle was in the morgue. We only had 8 hours to decide what to do .... Now it's day 3 and we're still making funeral arrangements. We've already picked a funeral home and informed all family....


My mom is doing pretty bad. Since Thursday she has only slept for 30 minutes to an hour at most. She hasn't really eaten much ...She starts cooking extremely early to take food to the temple...My mom is doing this bad I can only imagine how my aunt and cousins are taking it.

]]> Sun, 22 Nov 2009 17:17:00 +0000 <![CDATA[dynomite's Blog - 187]]>
My sensei once told me that it takes more courage and proof of being a man to walk away from a physical confrontation then it is to actually battle with ones enemy. It's hard when you feel the other person has the upper hand, but easy when you know you would win.

Anyhow... I thought this was very fascinating...


By Liz F. Kay and Brent Jones

Baltimore Sun reporters

2:45 PM EDT, September 15, 2009

A Johns Hopkins University student armed with a samurai sword killed a man who broke into the garage of his off-campus residence early Tuesday, a Baltimore police spokesman said.

According to preliminary reports, a resident of the 300 block of E. University Parkway called police about a suspicious person, department spokesman Anthony Guglielmi said. An off-duty officer responded about 1:20 a.m. to the area with university security, according to Guglielmi. They heard shouts and screams from a neighboring house and found the suspected burglar suffering from a nearly severed hand and laceration to his upper body, he said.

The suspect was pronounced dead at the scene. Based on the initial investigation, the student killed the man with only one strike of the sword, according to Guglielmi. The medical examiner will make the final determination, he said.



The student told police that he heard a commotion in the house and went downstairs armed with the sword, Guglielmi said. He saw the side door to the garage had been pried open and found a man inside, who lunged at the student. There was no indication that the suspected burglar was armed, however, according to Guglielmi.

Burglars had already stolen two laptops and a Sony PlayStation from the student's home Monday, Guglielmi said.

Dennis O'Shea, a spokesman for Johns Hopkins, said all four residents of the house are undergraduate students at the university. Police had released three of the roommates by Tuesday afternoon. The student who wielded the sword remained in custody while investigators worked to corroborate his story with evidence and witness statements. Police have not released the name of the residents, but department sources identified the detained student as John Pontolillo, 20, of Wall, N.J.

The city state's attorney's office will determine whether to press charges, Guglielmi said.

Police have also not formally released the name of the suspected burglar, but a department source identified the man as Donald D. Rice, 49, of the 600 block of E. 27th St. in Baltimore. Guglielmi said the suspect had 29 prior convictions for crimes such as breaking and entering, and had been released Saturday from the Baltimore County Detention Center after he was arrested by county police in August 2008 for stealing a car in Baltimore. Rice was found guilty in December on one count of unauthorized removal of property, and he was sentenced to 18 months in prison.

Michael Hughes of the 3400 block of University Place, about a block away from the scene, said he was working at his home when he heard screams shortly after 1 a.m.

"I could hear the fear in the voice, and I could tell someone was scared," said Hughes, 43, who works for Johns Hopkins' Bloomberg School of Public Health.

Hughes said he called police and could hear sirens as he was on the phone. He walked over to the crime scene shortly after.

"The body was near the garage. And I watched them carry the sword out. The whole thing was surreal and totally bizarre," Hughes said.

By Tuesday afternoon, two pools of blood remained on the ground a few feet away from the door to the garage, which is not connected to the home. A door to a wooden fence surrounding the back yard was broken, allowing the scene to be viewed from the sidewalk.

The three-story house has five bedrooms and two bathrooms, according to Diego Ardila, a junior at Hopkins. Ardila said he lived in the house during the summer and was a roommate of two of the people that currently live there.

Ardila, 19, said one of the roommates owned a samurai sword and generally kept it in his room. Ardila described the student as somewhat outgoing, although they did not speak frequently.

"He kept the sword on top of his cabinet," Ardila said.

Five people lived at the house during the summer, according to Ardila, who now lives a few blocks away.

"You don't expect to hear that someone you know killed a guy with a samurai sword. From what little I know of him, he wasn't some guy going out to kill," Ardila said.

Guglielmi said it is legal to possess a sword in Baltimore, and "individuals have a right to defend their person and their property." But the police spokesman said he was not in a position to comment on whether it was appropriate to use a sword, baseball bat or other means of defense.

Rice was arrested Sept. 25, 2006, for operating a stolen vehicle. Inside the vehicle, police found a camera bag with video tapes that had been taken from a home in the 200 block of E. University Parkway, which was ransacked a month before when someone broke in through a back window, according to court records. The intruder stole luggage, a laptop computer, a video camera, two digital cameras, and the black camera bag.

Rice was charged in both incidents, and received five months in jail -- or time served -- for the theft, court records show.

On Dec. 14, 2007, police on patrol in the 400 block of E. 27th St. saw Rice, who the officers wrote looked suspicious and was fumbling with something in his jacket pocket, court records show. When an officer approached, Rice pulled a loaded Rohm .22-caliber handgun, which the officer was able to grab.

Rice was charged with several weapons charges, but prosecutors dropped the case in Circuit Court in July 2008 after one of the officers -- who was deployed overseas with the military -- could not attend a court hearing, according to the state's attorney's office.

Baltimore Sun reporter Justin Fenton contributed to this article.

Reference:

http://www.baltimoresun.com/news/maryland/baltimore-city/bal-sword0915,0,4027961.story?track=rss




If you prefer to watch a video:

http://wjz.com/local/hopkins.student.sword.2.1184320.html]]> Sat, 10 Oct 2009 06:43:00 +0000 <![CDATA[karenyang's Blog - Glad it's still going strong...]]> http://eternalharmoniaproductions.blogspot.com/ and check out our past dubs. Like I've said if you're intrest in dubbing, leave us a comment on the blog with your email and we'll contact you asap. ^_^]]> Sat, 10 Oct 2009 02:06:00 +0000 __Gone - Repeated Stupidity Ok, I haven't blogged sarNworld in awhile. Today I guess it's one of those days. I'm a bit tired. So much has happened in my life the past year or more. I now realize that the only people that will stick by your side are the people who either gave birth to you or the other people they gave birth to; which are your siblings. My husband of course for sure I can trust him, but when it comes to other relationships such as friendship I find myself doubting everyone that I know. I thought I knew a few people very well, but it turns out that they also know me very well. They know me enough to know what to say to hurt me. Sounds complicated and filled with grammatical errors, but I'm a bit tired and trying to recover from being sick I guess. I use love my friends to death, but now it seems like I'm the only one that believed we were ever friends. I tried to be there for them I really did, but when I had my own obligations to attend to, they refuse to understand and took it as I'm blowing them off. I guess now I am just my lonesome self with my hubby and family. However, I have 4 close friends still and I'm grateful for that. They are people that I went to middle school with. People that I went to high school with. I know now that we don't keep in contact as much and we text each other once a month or every 3 months, but I know that we are still there for one another when the other needs moral support. I feel bad for those who believe that real friendship means to call each other every day and always know what the other person is doing. Well, it could be a difference in opinion. I am very close to my 4 friends, but we don't keep in contact on a regular basis. However, when the phone rings and we see the others person number on the caller id we smile and answer the phone. By listening to the voice on the other side we know how the other person is feeling. That is what I call real friendship. These are the people that I know I will always keep in my life <3]]> Fri, 09 Oct 2009 05:51:00 +0000 <![CDATA[dynomite's Blog - Wham Bam Spam!]]>
I miss our DJing days. At the same time, it absorbed so much time. I am pondering to go back online to play some music and see if I can be enlightened by others about music or about life. But there are issues nowadays with DJ'ing like the incompatibility of the software to make life easy with Windows Vista.

Second...

spam... will msg Darvil for possible solution that will benefit me too. buwhahahaa

Time to exercise, will be back]]> Thu, 08 Oct 2009 14:46:00 +0000 <![CDATA[Darvil's Blog - Why Chinese? and why now?]]>
I grew up in Thailand and when I was a kid, Chinese wuxia series were hugely popular. I use to run home all the time from school to watch the series. Yet I watched them dubbed in Thai so I never even knew their real names. Even now in my head I can remember some story lines and cool stuff that I wish I can find to watch it again. At the same time of my fascination with the series, Chinese movies also entered my imagination. This of course is mainly movies from Hong Kong. Actors such as Jackie Chan and Jet Li really kicked ass and who doesn't like any of their movies. The more darker and fantasyish movies like the bride with white hair, fallen angels, and the blade captured the essence of what I considered cool and gritty back in the days. Of course, I still recall when stormriders came out and blew my mind and most of my friends who are into Chinese movies. One of my newer goal in life is to play the newer updated game in Chinese and actually be able to play it.

Chinese culture also made an entry into my gaming habits. There were of course the mindless hack and slash like Dynasty Warriors series but those I never really played much. The one series of games that captured my imagination was a similar game to civilization (which sucked me up). It was called Romance of the three kingdom which was based off the novel. Since I couldn't read Chinese I played the translated version which was old but was incredibly addictive. From this game I learned of that period of Chinese and became familiar with many of the great characters such as Lui Bei, Cao Cao, Zhuge Liang, etc. I used to create characters in game based on my friends and then of course try to take over China with them. Looks like there's a new ROTK11 is translated into english. I gotta make some time for that.

When I got to the US, and during my period of isolation, I went deep into Chinese entertainment. This was mainly in the form of HK movies. I bought many dvds (ordered 30 at a time from HK) and watch many of the classics and became familiar with many famed Chinese directors such as John Woo, Wong Kar-wai, Tsui Hark, Ronny Yu and Zhang Yimou. I became huge fans of actors/actresses such as Brigitte Lin, Leslie Cheung, Tony Leung, Maggie Cheung, Gong Li, Chow Yun Fat, etc.. I wasn't just into action and fantasy now. I started delving more and more into artsy and dramatic movies and started to appreciate the more intricate stories woven into these masterpieces.

After this eventually I got to the point where I bought and read the translated novel of Romance of the Three Kingdom which was comprised of 4 books. Since I have always been interested in ancient history (At one point I wanted to be a history major), I started reading Chinese history and listened to recorded college lecture such as The teaching company's lecture on Chinese history. Of course I also became interested in politics and social issues during this period so I read the more recent history on China. I read biography by Jan Wong on China and read up on Mao and try to understand modern China. One day I saw Nicholas D. Kristof and Sheryl WuDunn being interviewed on cspan about their upcoming book. I snatch up the book which was called China Wakes: The Struggle for the Soul of a Rising Power. Of course the situation in China is moving so fast that half of these books are probably outdated. In any case, I am fully aware of China and especially its rising economic might.

I don't know what are the reasons for many of the people who learn Chinese in my class. Most probably are learning it because its a smart thing to do with the growth of Chinese power. For me though its both a practical and genuine interest in Chinese culture. I also consider Mandarin a beautiful language (although Thai got it beat for now) and it is a challenge for me. Its actually the first language I will study to learn because the 3 I speak right now I obtain just by growing up around them. Hopefully I can learn well and use the resources I have to improve my Chinese. It definitely is a long commitment.

Also I'm making a simple html website on my blog site and I'm posting the inclass chinese lectures (since I record it everyday) and post music and videos for my classmates. Am I a nice dude or what man?]]> Sun, 27 Sep 2009 07:40:00 +0000 <![CDATA[Darvil's Blog - I finally did what I wanted to do a year ago with SW forum]]> http://www.darvilworld.com/?p=128

I took a long ass time to do it and hopefully someone else out there.. Perhaps another IPB dude who has a similar thought as me yet is running into issues and have given up can use my geeky post.

W00T, I feel good making it happen.]]> Sun, 27 Sep 2009 06:45:00 +0000 <![CDATA[pink mafia's Blog - on love, in sadness]]>
there comes a time when you realize that you have to move on...that you have to pick up all remaining broken pieces and try to put them back together as best you can. but it's so easy to just realize...to actually move on...to actually try to save yourself...is such a long and painful process. It's taken a long time for me to be where i am right now...at first i didn't know how to handle missing one person so much...i didn't know what to do...but then again...there was nothing i could do but to miss him...think of him...every single minute...every single hour...every single day. i missed him in my sleep...i missed him during my waking hours. and now, after these long months...i've finally started to think about him less...miss him less. but even though i can go through days of not missing him...there are days of nostalgia...where i just miss us. at one point he's going to be just a memory....a long forgotten memory...that's all he deserves from me...but right now i don't even have to remember him or us. Because to remember means that at one point you've forgotten. i still haven't forgotten anything.]]> Sun, 27 Sep 2009 04:00:00 +0000 <![CDATA[dynomite's Blog - Dharma Talk]]>
These things are important to me...

With that in mind, I am always striving to learn more about how to obtain these things.

In the realm of love, I have searched near and far for the right person, but I have reached a point where it's not fun anymore. I have met some crazy and interesting people because of the desire to find that person. But no one fits me yet. I'm not sure if there is such a person. One of my chinese grandmother tells me that it's time to find a girl whether I'm ready or not. She says it while, punching and pulling my ears. Ouch! It's a great experience, (being sarcastic).

Some people say that in order to love a person, both sides have to respect each other. I kind of agree with this. But what one values as respectful maybe anothers archilles heel. A man who has money may hide his worth to find a girl who is non-materialistic. Yet a woman won't respect a man if he has no career to provide her with money. How does one test these things out? A man who is not a player, may act like one to see how much a girl loves him to see if she really loves him. Tests among tests to earn or gain the respect of another. It gets complicated when they conflict or when one tries to test people. (Key point, don't test the relationshp).

Isn't this why relationships are so hard to obtain or MAINTAIN? Happiness is what one wants out of relationship right? Whether it be with parents, siblings, friends, or significant others?

Well... recently had a monk give my family some dharma talk. It was rather interesting. One always think physicians are such great people who are doing good. But have you ever thought that a physician is receiving bad kharma? Each person suffers, but why they suffer is probably due to their kharma. So if a physician comes in to intervene to make a sick person better, they are using up their good kharma to give to their patients. This results in the physician having less kharma for the next life.

Interesting theory eh?

Then a lot of deep religious conversation pursued about other topics. People discussing issues about family and significant others. It was funny what the monk said about men. If they aren't jaow choo, smoke, gamble, and addicted to alcohol, then you have better than most people because no one is perfect and if you are complainiing cause your man picking his nose, not buying you flowers, or some other crap, you should be lucky, because most problems that people have are due to men who are as mentioned above.

I'm not sure where 70% came from, but I thought that was very interesting statement the monk gave. So if I can fit those top points, I can be better than 70% of other men. Better toss my cloves, johnny walker blue label, trips to vegas and stop my one night stands. :^P

I wonder how many girls would agree with that? Of course, I think there should be a disclaimer for the jaow choo thing. I met a girl who told me her man was not a jaow choo and me being a cynic, I wanted to know how she knew that? I mean, if a guy is dorky, the chance he gets the opportunity to be a jaow chu is slim. I have friends who are not jaow choo, but because they have no opportunity to be one. I also have some who are jaow chu, and while I think it sucks for the girl. It's not always the guys fault that he's pimp. The ones who get the respect are those who are committed, but they are hard to find and sometimes wasted on an unworthy woman. :^P

Makes you think, do you really want a pretty guy or girl for a relationship? Just food for thought.

Okay... I"m mumbling, but sharing thoughts since we're all re-visiting the renewed blogs.]]> Sun, 27 Sep 2009 00:41:00 +0000