Why do I think of such pointless stuff nowadays?
School
My friends say I look in a turtleneck.
I do.
Today was the last day of MP2. Next marking period, my cycle is Tech Ed. Who would have thought that there's an end-of-the-marking-period Life Skills.
I'm failing math miserably. T___T
Random Thoughts
During school, I was thinking about life. What's bigger than it? Beyond it? Some people want more than just "life"; they want something bigger and more eventful. But what is there left after life?
Then I thought of something crazy to answer that question: Death.
It's possible that death is bigger and beyond life. However, no one who dies will come back, so my answer is left unproven. We've no idea what happens after death. What happens to our souls? our feelings? our memories? Where do they go? Some say that we go up to Heaven. Others say our bodies decay, but that doesn't tell what happens to our feelings and thoughts.
And with that, I have nothing more to say about that topic.
I was looking at pictures of me at summer camp when I noticed just how much of a jerk I was (and still am at times). It made me guilty for acting that way toward my friends and family. Even though I was so arrogant and spoiled, they stayed with me. I also noticed that I never took the saying "Carpe Diem" into thought. Not once. I didn't think about the fact that each second that I live will never happen again. I will never be able to live on January 25, 2006 at 4:29 pm. It makes me feel a bit sad when thinking about it.
Time flies by so fast without anyone noticing it. It feels like yesterday when I was in fourth grade saying to myself, "Oh, still three more years until Jr. High. I've still got plenty of time." And now here I am, almost half way through my first year of Jr. High. Soon enough, I'll be looking back at this entry right before going into college. It's hard to believe that I've been living for 12 (almost 13) years. I ask myself, "Will I still remember my childhood days at the age of 25? Will I still have my immature traits that I have right now?" Somehow, it makes me not want to grow up into a responsible adult.
But pondering over those things is useless. It shows that I'm worry about something that hasn't happened yet. I'm worrying about the future. That's no good. It's good to plan for the future but not worry. It just takes up time and strength and gives more stress.
My friend told me not to think about this stuff. She said it's a waste of time. Is it really?
My friends say I look in a turtleneck.
I do.
Today was the last day of MP2. Next marking period, my cycle is Tech Ed. Who would have thought that there's an end-of-the-marking-period Life Skills.
I'm failing math miserably. T___T
Random Thoughts
During school, I was thinking about life. What's bigger than it? Beyond it? Some people want more than just "life"; they want something bigger and more eventful. But what is there left after life?
Then I thought of something crazy to answer that question: Death.
It's possible that death is bigger and beyond life. However, no one who dies will come back, so my answer is left unproven. We've no idea what happens after death. What happens to our souls? our feelings? our memories? Where do they go? Some say that we go up to Heaven. Others say our bodies decay, but that doesn't tell what happens to our feelings and thoughts.
And with that, I have nothing more to say about that topic.
I was looking at pictures of me at summer camp when I noticed just how much of a jerk I was (and still am at times). It made me guilty for acting that way toward my friends and family. Even though I was so arrogant and spoiled, they stayed with me. I also noticed that I never took the saying "Carpe Diem" into thought. Not once. I didn't think about the fact that each second that I live will never happen again. I will never be able to live on January 25, 2006 at 4:29 pm. It makes me feel a bit sad when thinking about it.
Time flies by so fast without anyone noticing it. It feels like yesterday when I was in fourth grade saying to myself, "Oh, still three more years until Jr. High. I've still got plenty of time." And now here I am, almost half way through my first year of Jr. High. Soon enough, I'll be looking back at this entry right before going into college. It's hard to believe that I've been living for 12 (almost 13) years. I ask myself, "Will I still remember my childhood days at the age of 25? Will I still have my immature traits that I have right now?" Somehow, it makes me not want to grow up into a responsible adult.
But pondering over those things is useless. It shows that I'm worry about something that hasn't happened yet. I'm worrying about the future. That's no good. It's good to plan for the future but not worry. It just takes up time and strength and gives more stress.
My friend told me not to think about this stuff. She said it's a waste of time. Is it really?