whimsical contemplations...
One the one hand i could do homework, on the other i could, well, not. The decision was made before the question.
Lotsa people around me seem sad or pessemistic lately. I dunno what wrought this change, but i feel like i'm back in junior high with that old, opressive atmosphere. It bothers me somewhat, not in an annoyed sort of way, but in a weary sort of way. Following my entrance into junior high and my subsequent fall from popularity to social outcast, i sank into a depression which lasted about halfway through eighth grade. During this time, i hung out with all of the goths, adopted a hostile neutral face, and decked out in all black all the time.
For most of Junior High i was like this. It wasn't until i stepped back and looked at myself that i realized that all of that was total crap. (Suprisingly enough, the long hair came with my realization that being sad was stupid of me, and thus is not an extension of my self-instigated withdrawal from society but is more a symbol of my optimistic apathy).
What i discovered in the later portion of eighth grade was that life is, all in all, good. We all have problems, some larger than others some smaller. Almost without exception, you can look at somebody and guess that they are much deeper than you know, that they have problems you would never guess. But even so, if that person wants to be happy, they can be. Everything about your personality is decided by you and you alone, this includes your outlook on life and how happy you are.
This philosophy has only been strengthened in the years following junior high, helped by a re-emergence into the appreciation of my fellow (wo)man, and a strong creed to give me an anchor in my aimless philisophical wanderings (what do you do during school?). And i can safely say it applies to just about anyone.
Obviously, short term bouts of anger, frustration, etc are perfectly normal, but if you ever feel down for extended periods of time, know that you are probably doing it to yourself. True happiness or anger does not come from things outside of you, it comes from within. Cliche i know, but hey, bite me. No matter what happens, in time you will look back on it and it will be nothing to you. Also know that you are surrounded by people who really do like you. Chances are that i like you, (what more could you want), and i definetely don't dislike you given my 'child-of-god' method of judging people.
Actually, i don't need to say anything more. Be happy because i like you. Probably. Well, you at least know that i don't dislike you cuz i said so. Chances are good that i like you though. Dammit i hate it when i do this.
That's basically all for random philosophy today, i officially don't have time for homework anymore, which means: mission accomplished. Moral of the story: don't worry, be happy. That statement is not simplistic or insensitive, because the truth behind it is inherently simple, if you want to be unhappy you will be unhappy, if you don't you won't. If you have time to feel bad, you have too much time. At the very least bury yourself in a book or game.
*YOU MUST DIE, I ALONE AM BEST!!!
Lotsa people around me seem sad or pessemistic lately. I dunno what wrought this change, but i feel like i'm back in junior high with that old, opressive atmosphere. It bothers me somewhat, not in an annoyed sort of way, but in a weary sort of way. Following my entrance into junior high and my subsequent fall from popularity to social outcast, i sank into a depression which lasted about halfway through eighth grade. During this time, i hung out with all of the goths, adopted a hostile neutral face, and decked out in all black all the time.
For most of Junior High i was like this. It wasn't until i stepped back and looked at myself that i realized that all of that was total crap. (Suprisingly enough, the long hair came with my realization that being sad was stupid of me, and thus is not an extension of my self-instigated withdrawal from society but is more a symbol of my optimistic apathy).
What i discovered in the later portion of eighth grade was that life is, all in all, good. We all have problems, some larger than others some smaller. Almost without exception, you can look at somebody and guess that they are much deeper than you know, that they have problems you would never guess. But even so, if that person wants to be happy, they can be. Everything about your personality is decided by you and you alone, this includes your outlook on life and how happy you are.
This philosophy has only been strengthened in the years following junior high, helped by a re-emergence into the appreciation of my fellow (wo)man, and a strong creed to give me an anchor in my aimless philisophical wanderings (what do you do during school?). And i can safely say it applies to just about anyone.
Obviously, short term bouts of anger, frustration, etc are perfectly normal, but if you ever feel down for extended periods of time, know that you are probably doing it to yourself. True happiness or anger does not come from things outside of you, it comes from within. Cliche i know, but hey, bite me. No matter what happens, in time you will look back on it and it will be nothing to you. Also know that you are surrounded by people who really do like you. Chances are that i like you, (what more could you want), and i definetely don't dislike you given my 'child-of-god' method of judging people.
Actually, i don't need to say anything more. Be happy because i like you. Probably. Well, you at least know that i don't dislike you cuz i said so. Chances are good that i like you though. Dammit i hate it when i do this.
That's basically all for random philosophy today, i officially don't have time for homework anymore, which means: mission accomplished. Moral of the story: don't worry, be happy. That statement is not simplistic or insensitive, because the truth behind it is inherently simple, if you want to be unhappy you will be unhappy, if you don't you won't. If you have time to feel bad, you have too much time. At the very least bury yourself in a book or game.
*YOU MUST DIE, I ALONE AM BEST!!!