No talme no talme!
Been horribly busy with school since I last blogged. So much has happened from the time I wrote the last entry. Wish I was able to write about them all, sadly, there isn't the luxury of time. Each time I think of writing an entry, something else in my head says that the time spent doing that can be better put to starting on an assignment or finishing up homework.
This time, however, there is something that has really been bothering me. Should we really sacrifice time spent with friends for the sake of school or studies? Some say that having enough time for school and social life or your family all boils down to time management. Theoretically- yes, that works. But it's almost impossible since in life there are so many factors that are out of our control, that can affect how we manage our time. Hai.
I used to scorn at all the anti-education system essays or articles that I read before, but now I want to say... I think that education system has failed! What in the world are we doing??? Hours spent glued to a chair behind a desk. Imprisoned in a lecture hall for hours. Stuck behind gates once the bell rings at 7.35am!!! How are we suppose to do anything with our lives? Youth is suppose to be a time where are harness the energy we have to make a difference, where we are suppose to develop interest and passion for the things and issues around us. But what is happening now is that we are slowly becoming oblivious to things going on around us. Even GP, which should spark of our interest in world issues, which should teach us how to form OUR own opinions, has become a subject where we simply ram statistics and quotes down our throats. We no longer have genuine curiosity or passion for anything. Some may say, that now is the time we develop our analytical and thinking skills, and that "our time to make a difference will come". But are we really learning how to think? How are we suppose to be honing our thinking skills when we spend all our time memorising numbers, quotes, articles. And "our time will come"- when? When we are old and completely disillusioned with the world? When we have white hair and pot-bellies?
What's the point of being young anymore? Are seventeen year-olds supposed to have eye-bags that are as deep as craters on the moon??
Ah. Better stop ranting. Wanted to put up some photos from OCIP'07 and RYLA '07, even though they took place months ago. I had lots of fun at both and learned a lot too. :)
That's all!