I see you.
yes. that'll be the sentence of the year. i know it's a bit too soon in the year to say that, but it's really really meaningful. i don't want to spoil the movie, but i just wanna say, james cameron is the greatest director ever.
i see you. i see into you, i see of you, i see onto you. respect, love, trust... there's so much in just one little sentence, and it's only three words. i dunno, but it speaks a lot. look at the movie and you'l understand.
savages. they say the Na'vis are savages. i mean, yes, i see their point--they live in trees, like animals, they communicate mostly with cries and yells. But, like the lyrics "you think i'm an ignorant savage..." the humans are more savage than the Na'vis. they kill, they murder without mercy, they destroy everything. the Na'vis respect the forest, they care and the do not murder without reason, and they definitely do not murder with pleasure. but humans... humans kill for pleasure. so, here's the real question--who is the savage? the Na'vis, or us?
i choose you. there's plenty of love, trust and innocence in this heartwarming movie. the Na'vis trust people so easily, they love, they believe. how i wish i can live in that kind of world, where there are no hate, revenge, spite, or everything of that sort. it's a wonderful thought, yes, but i believe, despite my beliefs that they do exist, i will yet get to live in that world. But i do believe.
avatar. i love the ending. i have thought they wouldn't be together, after all, they are from different worlds. but the ending, it makes this message clear--we are all the same.
we are equals.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Friday, January 29, 2010
photos...grossing you guys out...
here are a few shots we took during the dissection i told you bout. my cousin and i were the surgeons for the day, so you'll see a lot of us.. and the frog... see if you can detect which is the shot with the frog's testicles... ;P
p.s. the pictures' are in chronology form... from bottom up... mind this, kay???
p.s. the pictures' are in chronology form... from bottom up... mind this, kay???
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
frog... frog... FROG?!
twas a sunny monday when i crought a frog to school, heart heaving with the pain of pending separation. sigh, the frog's gonna die today. so long, my dear frog. hope you're not the prince i wanted.
yes. i killed a frog on monday, just because curiosity got the best of me. we dissected a frog, and mutated it beyond the morals of humanity. i know, i tried not to cause it any unnecessary pain, i drugged it until it's small little beating heart stopped beating.
the dissection was one of the biggest attraction i'd plan to attract members for the maths and science club, our club being almost hiding behind the skirts of others for too long. but i have to admit, even if it was cruel, it was a huge success. my club has now officially more than 40 members, better than last time.
i was so hoping it wouldn't feel any pain during the dissection, but halfway throught the dissection, it's heart started beating again. i was so scared, my guilty conscience getting the best of me, but i tried to convince myself, it was purely for educational purposes. my science geek part in me keep telling me that it can't feel a thing, that the beating of the heart is involuntary, but the writer part in me kept making up things... things.
but, looking at the beating heart, it was like a miracle. this little thing just keeps pumping till the end of the frog's life, our heart pumping till the end of our lives. i don't wanna gross you out, but even when we cut out the heart to end the frog's so-called agony, it was still pumping, even though it is no more connected to the body.
i couldn't sleep that night. i prayed for it, but deep in my heart, i knew, there's gonna be a time when i'm forced to do that again.
anyway, if i can get the pictures for the dissection, i would--i repeat-- i WOULD post it here!!! so, don't gross out and tell me waht you think!
yes. i killed a frog on monday, just because curiosity got the best of me. we dissected a frog, and mutated it beyond the morals of humanity. i know, i tried not to cause it any unnecessary pain, i drugged it until it's small little beating heart stopped beating.
the dissection was one of the biggest attraction i'd plan to attract members for the maths and science club, our club being almost hiding behind the skirts of others for too long. but i have to admit, even if it was cruel, it was a huge success. my club has now officially more than 40 members, better than last time.
i was so hoping it wouldn't feel any pain during the dissection, but halfway throught the dissection, it's heart started beating again. i was so scared, my guilty conscience getting the best of me, but i tried to convince myself, it was purely for educational purposes. my science geek part in me keep telling me that it can't feel a thing, that the beating of the heart is involuntary, but the writer part in me kept making up things... things.
but, looking at the beating heart, it was like a miracle. this little thing just keeps pumping till the end of the frog's life, our heart pumping till the end of our lives. i don't wanna gross you out, but even when we cut out the heart to end the frog's so-called agony, it was still pumping, even though it is no more connected to the body.
i couldn't sleep that night. i prayed for it, but deep in my heart, i knew, there's gonna be a time when i'm forced to do that again.
anyway, if i can get the pictures for the dissection, i would--i repeat-- i WOULD post it here!!! so, don't gross out and tell me waht you think!
Friday, January 1, 2010
New Year
and again, we bid goodbye to yet another year.
looking back at 2009, it's been an eventful--if not interesting--year. learning new things, new school stuf that i really don't like, saying goodbye, everything...
i dun really have much to say, but it's kinda sad... the new year is hhere too fast, for all of our sake...i'm 17 now, no more sweet sixteen. coming of age, there's gonna be a lot more responsibilities to come, more burdens to bear, more weight to pull me down to earth, preventing my freedom. it's weird, you know, thinking that after this year, i would be leaving for elsewhere to further my studies, assuming that i CAN further my studies, that is. it's just, after all those years of fantasizing about leaving this town, this country, these people i've come to know, that day's coming soon. frankly, i think everybody fantasizes leaving the confines of their so-called home sweet home. but when that day is right under your nose, only then you'll realise it's really home sweet home.
it's gonna be a frantic year, this i can promise you. we all have to grow up, and be tied to the chains of a routined life.
so, i'm not gonna say HAPPY new year, so, LUCKY NEW YEAR then...
looking back at 2009, it's been an eventful--if not interesting--year. learning new things, new school stuf that i really don't like, saying goodbye, everything...
i dun really have much to say, but it's kinda sad... the new year is hhere too fast, for all of our sake...i'm 17 now, no more sweet sixteen. coming of age, there's gonna be a lot more responsibilities to come, more burdens to bear, more weight to pull me down to earth, preventing my freedom. it's weird, you know, thinking that after this year, i would be leaving for elsewhere to further my studies, assuming that i CAN further my studies, that is. it's just, after all those years of fantasizing about leaving this town, this country, these people i've come to know, that day's coming soon. frankly, i think everybody fantasizes leaving the confines of their so-called home sweet home. but when that day is right under your nose, only then you'll realise it's really home sweet home.
it's gonna be a frantic year, this i can promise you. we all have to grow up, and be tied to the chains of a routined life.
so, i'm not gonna say HAPPY new year, so, LUCKY NEW YEAR then...
Monday, December 28, 2009
my sister's keeper
it's official now. I Hate Jodi Picoult. As much as i love her.
i mean, come on.
My sister's keeper was one of the few books i read ater watching the movie. i must say, the movie is really great, as in a-bucket-o'-tears great. it was really acceptable, really heartwarming. but when i went to the book, i got a shock. it wasn't great.
it was MORE than that.
ok, i know i exaggerate a lot, but really, this is one of the weird circumstances where i'm NOT actually exaggerating. the book begins with Anna's point of view. i must say, this Anna character has a way to say things that seemed insignificant at first, but when you look back at it, it meant a lot. i'd never wonder how babies were born, it's why babies are born. or something like that. when yu get to the middle part of the book, that particular sentnece, statement, whatever, makes more than a lot of sense.
for this first time, i actually prefer the movie to the book. the movie offers much more hope, it lights up with the ending. but the book? i mean, it's not really hopeless, but it's sad hope. sad sad sad hopes. i mean, yeah, it's the book title, the sister's supposed to keep the sister safe, and that's why she was born. but that doesn't mean she's not human. she feels, she thinks. but in the book, that doesn't count. that's what she is, just a sister's keeper.
the book's kinda sad. hell, it's tragic. i mean, sometimes, really, you've gotta just acept fate as it is. easier said than done, i know. but, compared to the book, i'd prefer the movie's ending. after all, it's fate. it's already been decided, as far as decided goes. the sick leaves, the healthy goes on with their life. it's... understandable. but the book?! gosh it has to make the healthy, the innocent, the kind ones die off and let the destined-to-die one live on. worse, it concludes the thing with this--i guess someone has to go, but she'd gone in my place. or something like it. i'm kinda lazy to refer to the book right now. why does this Picoult lady always HAVE to make the innocent suffer from the mistakes of the adults, the ones that think they know what's best?
i kinda feel that it connects to al of us. one thing that's obvious is to accept fate, and let go when it's time to let go. it doesn't go anywhere if you're obsessed on changing fate. sometimes, it's just, fate. destiny.
another thing, which i know most teens agress with me, and most adults don't, but come on, sometimes adults don't know what's best. like in the book. Sara keeps thinking that saving Kate is the right thing for the whole family to do, but look where they ended up. Anna died trying to free Kate from her mother mistake. sometimes, we might be wrong. sometimes, we can't know everything. and sometimes, we just gotta, you know, listen. Adults can be wrong, they might not know what's best for us. after all, it's their first time as an adult. but i'm not saying that we shouldn't listen to them AT ALL. after all, they've been in this world longer, they've seen much more than us, and --i have to admit-- sometimes, they know beter. but that doesn't mean that they know everything. sometimes they think they know, but they don't. they can't know everything that's rolling in our minds, and sometimes, when they're wrong, we must tell them, and hope that they'll listen.
i mean, come on.
My sister's keeper was one of the few books i read ater watching the movie. i must say, the movie is really great, as in a-bucket-o'-tears great. it was really acceptable, really heartwarming. but when i went to the book, i got a shock. it wasn't great.
it was MORE than that.
ok, i know i exaggerate a lot, but really, this is one of the weird circumstances where i'm NOT actually exaggerating. the book begins with Anna's point of view. i must say, this Anna character has a way to say things that seemed insignificant at first, but when you look back at it, it meant a lot. i'd never wonder how babies were born, it's why babies are born. or something like that. when yu get to the middle part of the book, that particular sentnece, statement, whatever, makes more than a lot of sense.
for this first time, i actually prefer the movie to the book. the movie offers much more hope, it lights up with the ending. but the book? i mean, it's not really hopeless, but it's sad hope. sad sad sad hopes. i mean, yeah, it's the book title, the sister's supposed to keep the sister safe, and that's why she was born. but that doesn't mean she's not human. she feels, she thinks. but in the book, that doesn't count. that's what she is, just a sister's keeper.
the book's kinda sad. hell, it's tragic. i mean, sometimes, really, you've gotta just acept fate as it is. easier said than done, i know. but, compared to the book, i'd prefer the movie's ending. after all, it's fate. it's already been decided, as far as decided goes. the sick leaves, the healthy goes on with their life. it's... understandable. but the book?! gosh it has to make the healthy, the innocent, the kind ones die off and let the destined-to-die one live on. worse, it concludes the thing with this--i guess someone has to go, but she'd gone in my place. or something like it. i'm kinda lazy to refer to the book right now. why does this Picoult lady always HAVE to make the innocent suffer from the mistakes of the adults, the ones that think they know what's best?
i kinda feel that it connects to al of us. one thing that's obvious is to accept fate, and let go when it's time to let go. it doesn't go anywhere if you're obsessed on changing fate. sometimes, it's just, fate. destiny.
another thing, which i know most teens agress with me, and most adults don't, but come on, sometimes adults don't know what's best. like in the book. Sara keeps thinking that saving Kate is the right thing for the whole family to do, but look where they ended up. Anna died trying to free Kate from her mother mistake. sometimes, we might be wrong. sometimes, we can't know everything. and sometimes, we just gotta, you know, listen. Adults can be wrong, they might not know what's best for us. after all, it's their first time as an adult. but i'm not saying that we shouldn't listen to them AT ALL. after all, they've been in this world longer, they've seen much more than us, and --i have to admit-- sometimes, they know beter. but that doesn't mean that they know everything. sometimes they think they know, but they don't. they can't know everything that's rolling in our minds, and sometimes, when they're wrong, we must tell them, and hope that they'll listen.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
the last thing i needed on earth
a cute guy in my head who refuses to go out. who happens to be the guy i once had a crush on (isn't that weird? i had many crushes, but none of them stick, coz i don reli know them) when he was in Hannah montana---LUCAS TILL!!!! i'm sure you guys remember him.
i know, i know...it's a bit late for this video, but actually, i'm no big fan of videos, so, it's considered a big thing if these videos made it to my eyes. so here is a medley of viva la vidaand love story featuring piano, cello and a drum which i love a lot!!!
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Rereading Harry Potter : RE
i went to fanfic.net quite sometime ago... and i stumbled across this story written by one of the fans... it was, touching, so touching that i cursed JKRowling for making such a tragic character--snape. i dunno why, but when i read the last chapter, i cried...(more like sobbed) i really dunno why the book didn have this effect on me, but this story really had a great impact on me. anyway, there's two sides to the fan fic--harry's point of view and snape's point of view. i read snape's first, and then harry's, and it made me cry during reading the harry's POV. i dunno, i mean, having known the story, i read it from harry's view, and all the things dumbldore said to harry about snape...it just sorta clicked together.... anyway, not to bore you further, as someone beside me is hinting, here's the link to the story from Snape's POV...it's right after the sectumsempra...tissue box ready for the next, kay???http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4109309/1/Sectumsempra_Snapes_Perspective
and here's the link to Harry's POV--http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4011655/1/Sectumsempra_The_Consequences
Snape is such a poor charcter...i mean, right after i finish both the POV, i went ahead and read the death of snape, which left me sniffing and sobbing and ...well, you know the rest....
and here's the link to Harry's POV--http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4011655/1/Sectumsempra_The_Consequences
Snape is such a poor charcter...i mean, right after i finish both the POV, i went ahead and read the death of snape, which left me sniffing and sobbing and ...well, you know the rest....
Thursday, December 3, 2009
1.等待你的关心，等到我关上了心。
2.你可知，上天是不公平的，你可以选择，爱我或者不爱我，而我却只能选，爱你或者更爱你。
3.想你的时候有些幸福，幸福得有些难过。
4.你是我猜不到的不知所措，我是你想不到的无关痛痒。
5.所谓最难忘的，就是从来不曾想起，却永远也不会忘记。
6.谁把谁真的当真，谁为谁心疼。
7.多谢你的绝情，让我学会死心。
8.当眼泪流下来，才知道，分开也是另一种明白。
9.我真的爱你，闭上眼，以为我能忘记，但流下的眼泪，却没有骗到自己。
10.有时，爱也是种伤害。残忍的人，选择伤害別人，善良的人，选择伤害自己。
11.人生最遗憾的，莫过于，轻易地放弃了不该放弃的，固执地，坚持了不该坚持的。
12.脸上的快乐，別人看得到。心里的痛又有谁能感觉到。
13.不要轻易说爱，许下的承诺就是欠下的债！
14.不是不死心, 是死不了心。
15.痛过之后就不会觉得痛了，有的只会是一颗冷漠的心。
16.我允许你走进我的世界，但不许你在我的世界里走来走去（我认为--还是走进走出较恰当啦…… ）
17.我想哭，可是我已经不知道该怎么流泪了。
18.思念一个人的滋味，就像是喝了一杯冰冷的水，然后一滴一滴凝成热泪。
2.你可知，上天是不公平的，你可以选择，爱我或者不爱我，而我却只能选，爱你或者更爱你。
3.想你的时候有些幸福，幸福得有些难过。
4.你是我猜不到的不知所措，我是你想不到的无关痛痒。
5.所谓最难忘的，就是从来不曾想起，却永远也不会忘记。
6.谁把谁真的当真，谁为谁心疼。
7.多谢你的绝情，让我学会死心。
8.当眼泪流下来，才知道，分开也是另一种明白。
9.我真的爱你，闭上眼，以为我能忘记，但流下的眼泪，却没有骗到自己。
10.有时，爱也是种伤害。残忍的人，选择伤害別人，善良的人，选择伤害自己。
11.人生最遗憾的，莫过于，轻易地放弃了不该放弃的，固执地，坚持了不该坚持的。
12.脸上的快乐，別人看得到。心里的痛又有谁能感觉到。
13.不要轻易说爱，许下的承诺就是欠下的债！
14.不是不死心, 是死不了心。
15.痛过之后就不会觉得痛了，有的只会是一颗冷漠的心。
16.我允许你走进我的世界，但不许你在我的世界里走来走去（我认为--还是走进走出较恰当啦…… ）
17.我想哭，可是我已经不知道该怎么流泪了。
18.思念一个人的滋味，就像是喝了一杯冰冷的水，然后一滴一滴凝成热泪。
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Rereading Harry Potter (more like reskimming)
after watching the sixth harry potter movie, which, surprisingly, wasn't really that boring, i launched into the Order of Pheonix, Half-blood Prince and Deathly Hallows. actually, i'd only started to read Deathly Hallows last night, at approximately 12a.m. It was ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC. Sheer pleasure.
well, i dunno, but rereading the Deathly Hallows with the ending and explanations already implanted in my head really throw things into proportions. The first time i read the book, it was during the hols and i had a sleepless night, all night up reading the book like i did breaking dawn. the first time,it was really cool, awesome and really adventurous. as for some of the parts, i din't cry much--practically didn't--but it wasn't that sad at the time. i mean, there was really too much adventure and expalnations waiting, and curiousity got the best of me--like it always have-- and i just sort of flipped through them without much thought of what happened.
but Reading it again?
it threw much more back into proportion. i cried through so many places, i didn't think possible. i cried when hedwig died, cursing Rowling for making her die. Rowling claimed that it was necessary to signify the loss of dependance on some old part of Harry, to signify the growth of harry. And that idiot Rufus scrimgeour dying to save Harry? Dobby and allthe others, Fred, Tonks, Lupin. I don't understand why Tonks, Lupin, Fred, or even Colin creevey had to die? I mean, Fred and George were practically sharing one soul... and tonks and lupin? they just had a child! and now that child was gonna go through almost everything Harry had to. WHY?
but the most touching story of all--SEVERUS SNAPE. after all those years, after all OUR doubts, he turned out to be good. all those things he went through. he was the most tragic person in the whole story. It wasn't his fault that he was brought up to think of Muggles as Mudbloods. he even surprised himself by falling in love with one--Lily. and oh, at so young an age. it wasn't HIS fault that he was sorted into slytherin, wasn't his fault that he hanged out with those bad influences.i mean, they ARE slytherins, after all. who else was he supposed to hang out with? BUt the only thing he did wrong was passing the info to Voldemort, who then proceeded to kill the potters. i can imagine how heartbroken Snape is, so Heartbroken that he tok up the most dangerous job--A spy for Dumbledore. His love was so powerful that he risk everything to protect the son of his lover, even tho harry was a spitting image of James. So powerful that he created the impression of an evil person in other people's minds, never bothering to reveal what he had done for them, for the whole of hogwarts and the magical world. He was such a kind-hearted person, and to quote Dumbledore--"I think we sorted too soon." Snape wasn't MEANT to be in Slytherin; he deserved better. but it's a relief he died, even tho he shudn't, but what's the point of living, when both his purposes to live are achieved? he died loved, looking into the eyes of the one he loved most--Lily potter. it is the love story of the century.
and to quote Harry, "Does it hurt?" yes, the questions that lurk in all of our minds, Death and its mysteries. when Dumbledore said Harry had nothing to fear than Voldemort, i didn't get it the first time. now, reading it for the umpteenth time, it dawned on me. Dumbledore was talking about the mysteries of death, the mysteries that Harry had uncovered. i think the nicest thing in the seventh book was how Harry got to see his parents and Sirius and Lupin again. Padfoot, Prongs and Moony, reuninted. i think it meant a lot to Harry; it sure meant a lot to me. Imagine, a seventeen embracing death, something even Dumbledore couldn't until his last few months, Harry did it within mere minutes, just becoz it was the right thing to do. And when Harry asked the question, whether it'd hurt, i broke into sobs. i dunno why, it just seems appropriate. He apologized to Lupin for takin his son away, becoz of him, and when Rowling described Sirius as tall and handsome, Lupin and james and Lily, i dunno, i sorta broke down. it wasn't appropriate for so many to die for him, no matter how necessary. i feel sorry for Harry, for Lupin, for Snape, even, for all the things they'd missed out, and for all the things they would never have. it wasn't exactly a good thing Harry chose to come back. i mean, all the things he ever wanted was right there, on the end of a station. it was a very difficult decision, leaving all those he deemed precious--Dumbledore, Sirius, Lupin, his parents--behind and going back. but of course, being Dumbledore's man through and through, he was known to do the right thing always, no matter how hard. that's a lesson Rowling hammered in pretty hard.
rereading Harry Potter had made me think from a point i'd never had. We have a perfect family, if compared to Harry, and yet, as Harry struggles with him missing his parents and wanting to meet them, we are complaining how we'd like our parents to leave us alone. while Harry loses almost all that he is dear of--sirius, Lupin, dobby, even-- and he copes with it, we are here grumbling about too many troublesome realatives to look after. While Harry, Ron and Hermione fight desperately for not only thmselves, but also for the whole world,we are here, thinking that someone will improve the world for us, not wanting to make a move becoz life for US are too hectic and stuff. and while seventeen year ole Harry accepts Death as a part of his life, and embraces it, we are here, complaining, grumbling about how life is too short, afraid of what Death has to offer. you see, humans are afraid of forever, no matter what they claim, and the only thing that's forever in this world is the forever parting that comes with the Death package.
well, i dunno, but rereading the Deathly Hallows with the ending and explanations already implanted in my head really throw things into proportions. The first time i read the book, it was during the hols and i had a sleepless night, all night up reading the book like i did breaking dawn. the first time,it was really cool, awesome and really adventurous. as for some of the parts, i din't cry much--practically didn't--but it wasn't that sad at the time. i mean, there was really too much adventure and expalnations waiting, and curiousity got the best of me--like it always have-- and i just sort of flipped through them without much thought of what happened.
but Reading it again?
it threw much more back into proportion. i cried through so many places, i didn't think possible. i cried when hedwig died, cursing Rowling for making her die. Rowling claimed that it was necessary to signify the loss of dependance on some old part of Harry, to signify the growth of harry. And that idiot Rufus scrimgeour dying to save Harry? Dobby and allthe others, Fred, Tonks, Lupin. I don't understand why Tonks, Lupin, Fred, or even Colin creevey had to die? I mean, Fred and George were practically sharing one soul... and tonks and lupin? they just had a child! and now that child was gonna go through almost everything Harry had to. WHY?
but the most touching story of all--SEVERUS SNAPE. after all those years, after all OUR doubts, he turned out to be good. all those things he went through. he was the most tragic person in the whole story. It wasn't his fault that he was brought up to think of Muggles as Mudbloods. he even surprised himself by falling in love with one--Lily. and oh, at so young an age. it wasn't HIS fault that he was sorted into slytherin, wasn't his fault that he hanged out with those bad influences.i mean, they ARE slytherins, after all. who else was he supposed to hang out with? BUt the only thing he did wrong was passing the info to Voldemort, who then proceeded to kill the potters. i can imagine how heartbroken Snape is, so Heartbroken that he tok up the most dangerous job--A spy for Dumbledore. His love was so powerful that he risk everything to protect the son of his lover, even tho harry was a spitting image of James. So powerful that he created the impression of an evil person in other people's minds, never bothering to reveal what he had done for them, for the whole of hogwarts and the magical world. He was such a kind-hearted person, and to quote Dumbledore--"I think we sorted too soon." Snape wasn't MEANT to be in Slytherin; he deserved better. but it's a relief he died, even tho he shudn't, but what's the point of living, when both his purposes to live are achieved? he died loved, looking into the eyes of the one he loved most--Lily potter. it is the love story of the century.
and to quote Harry, "Does it hurt?" yes, the questions that lurk in all of our minds, Death and its mysteries. when Dumbledore said Harry had nothing to fear than Voldemort, i didn't get it the first time. now, reading it for the umpteenth time, it dawned on me. Dumbledore was talking about the mysteries of death, the mysteries that Harry had uncovered. i think the nicest thing in the seventh book was how Harry got to see his parents and Sirius and Lupin again. Padfoot, Prongs and Moony, reuninted. i think it meant a lot to Harry; it sure meant a lot to me. Imagine, a seventeen embracing death, something even Dumbledore couldn't until his last few months, Harry did it within mere minutes, just becoz it was the right thing to do. And when Harry asked the question, whether it'd hurt, i broke into sobs. i dunno why, it just seems appropriate. He apologized to Lupin for takin his son away, becoz of him, and when Rowling described Sirius as tall and handsome, Lupin and james and Lily, i dunno, i sorta broke down. it wasn't appropriate for so many to die for him, no matter how necessary. i feel sorry for Harry, for Lupin, for Snape, even, for all the things they'd missed out, and for all the things they would never have. it wasn't exactly a good thing Harry chose to come back. i mean, all the things he ever wanted was right there, on the end of a station. it was a very difficult decision, leaving all those he deemed precious--Dumbledore, Sirius, Lupin, his parents--behind and going back. but of course, being Dumbledore's man through and through, he was known to do the right thing always, no matter how hard. that's a lesson Rowling hammered in pretty hard.
rereading Harry Potter had made me think from a point i'd never had. We have a perfect family, if compared to Harry, and yet, as Harry struggles with him missing his parents and wanting to meet them, we are complaining how we'd like our parents to leave us alone. while Harry loses almost all that he is dear of--sirius, Lupin, dobby, even-- and he copes with it, we are here grumbling about too many troublesome realatives to look after. While Harry, Ron and Hermione fight desperately for not only thmselves, but also for the whole world,we are here, thinking that someone will improve the world for us, not wanting to make a move becoz life for US are too hectic and stuff. and while seventeen year ole Harry accepts Death as a part of his life, and embraces it, we are here, complaining, grumbling about how life is too short, afraid of what Death has to offer. you see, humans are afraid of forever, no matter what they claim, and the only thing that's forever in this world is the forever parting that comes with the Death package.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Life ain't fair, but there's always a way through it
i went to Liu Yong's (刘墉）talk yesterday and it was simply fantastic. it gave me a lotta to think about. he talked about life, mainly, but there were a lotta things that he said that made me think.
Among those things, it was the thing about life being unfair that caught my attention. he said, there's a lotta unfairness in this life, so many that many may be lost in it. (pretty much what I said, only in a more polite way...) But, the most important thing is that we shouldn't let those unfair things that happened to us happen to others. we musn't treat others unfairly when we are in the position to do so, be it consciously or not.
we musn't lose ourselves in all these prejudices of the world. let them pass, let them go, but learn from them. we musn't cling onto that tiny thread of unjust and blame the world for the unreasonable things that happen; instead, we should learn from them and improve ourselves. we shouldn't look at only the unfair, what about the times when things were at your side? did you complain? did you say "Oh, it's just fair, coz..."
it got me thinking about all the times i would blame others for the unreasonable things that happened to me. for example, being pulled into a competition that i don't want. i may complain it's wasting my time, but, in the future, that piece of knowledge, however little, may come in handy. take my social life for instant. i used to be that geek who's considered too proud or brainy to be with. I may balme them for not knowing me before making a conclusion, i may write bad things (understatement of the year) about them in my blog, but have i ever thought about what I'd done to give them that impression? knowing that, i took the effort to improve my image, and now, i am happy to say that thigs are gradually improving for my social life. ( even thought sometimes, they're still a pain in the ass)
He said a lotta things, and i know you guys aren't interested, coz i'd said it in such a boring and tiny way, so, i'm not gonna bore you any further. hmph. just to let you know. coz it really changed my way of thinking, even a little. (even though i dunno how long it's gonna last...)
Among those things, it was the thing about life being unfair that caught my attention. he said, there's a lotta unfairness in this life, so many that many may be lost in it. (pretty much what I said, only in a more polite way...) But, the most important thing is that we shouldn't let those unfair things that happened to us happen to others. we musn't treat others unfairly when we are in the position to do so, be it consciously or not.
we musn't lose ourselves in all these prejudices of the world. let them pass, let them go, but learn from them. we musn't cling onto that tiny thread of unjust and blame the world for the unreasonable things that happen; instead, we should learn from them and improve ourselves. we shouldn't look at only the unfair, what about the times when things were at your side? did you complain? did you say "Oh, it's just fair, coz..."
it got me thinking about all the times i would blame others for the unreasonable things that happened to me. for example, being pulled into a competition that i don't want. i may complain it's wasting my time, but, in the future, that piece of knowledge, however little, may come in handy. take my social life for instant. i used to be that geek who's considered too proud or brainy to be with. I may balme them for not knowing me before making a conclusion, i may write bad things (understatement of the year) about them in my blog, but have i ever thought about what I'd done to give them that impression? knowing that, i took the effort to improve my image, and now, i am happy to say that thigs are gradually improving for my social life. ( even thought sometimes, they're still a pain in the ass)
He said a lotta things, and i know you guys aren't interested, coz i'd said it in such a boring and tiny way, so, i'm not gonna bore you any further. hmph. just to let you know. coz it really changed my way of thinking, even a little. (even though i dunno how long it's gonna last...)
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