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Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Who Are You?

I am troubled to find out that many, many people don't know who they are. Of course, they know their names and origin, but they don't understand their purpose.

Ask yourself, "What would the world be like if I died right this instant? "

Say you fell over right now, and somehow drifted over your body, still able to see the world after you have lost touch with it. What would you see?

You should see overtime, all the lives you have touched through your years. You should realize how great your influence was, but what kind of influence was it? Did you inspire others or tear them down? Were you a friend or an enemy?

Many people are concerned with where they will go after death, but at the moment I'm more concerned with life. I don't wish to spend my life mulling over what I'll do when I'm dead, but rather what I'll do until my time has come.

In my life I aspire to pursue a career or writing fantastic tales of magic realism and continue my quest of being the best person I can. I try to inspire and be a friend, but I am naturally driven away from unpleasant(rude or cruel) people. I feel if I live my life in the pursuit of happiness and the spread of happiness, then I am serving my purpose. That is who I am.

I am alive and will continue to live with more than just an 'existence.' I will live the most fascinating life on brink of insanity.


This is who I have become.

Monday, August 30, 2010

A Tilting Universe


"I'm not young enough to know everything."
-Oscar Wilde


I enjoy life the most when I am at a point where I think I have the world figured out, and then something I realize I know nothing at all. I cherish these moments the most because I appreciate everything I do know and love all at once. It is also in these moments that I can feel I'm truly living.

This tilted universe never fails to fascinate me and there is no room for boredom - only epiphany.


What fascinates you?

Friday, August 27, 2010

The Lovely Unseen

"Beauty is a characteristic of a person, animal, place, object, or idea, that provides a perceptual experience of pleasure, meaning, or satisfaction."




When I describe someone I describe the differences of that particular person and what makes them singular.

Example:
She has blue eyes with widely stretching eyelashes and although she's very quiet she seems to observe everything - each detail is caught in her wide eyes.

-This is something I observe as a beautiful trait. An unobserved life, or unexamined life, is not worth living. When we die, our bodies fade away because the beauty that was inside has left.

But what is that beauty? It is many things, each of which depend on what you've done in your life to bring you to your current place.

What has made your personality is not just personal preferences like taste or enjoyment of romance movies over action. You are made up by your experiences - your history. But what has outwardly affected you (abusive parents, loving parents, born into poverty, personal illness...etc.) is only a small factor of your history. Your history is remembered from how you interpret events or people or ideas.

Example:
You are eating lunch at a table assemble of a few of your friends and some other people whom you are only associated with while at school. All of a sudden one girl starts giggling and whispers across the table to a second girl, sharing her laughter. But their is a dark tinge to their laughter and one girl(typically unpopular) gets an expression on her face that resembles dread and her eyes glass over. This girl was closer than you were to the whispering, giggling girls and most likely heard the cause of their amusement.
The bell rings and the two girls are still giggling and sharing their amusement with their other friends. And you watch the dreary-eyed girl slump out of her seat and quickly trudge away from the giggling girls.
What would you do?
Would you follow the dreary-eyed girl?
Would you tell her, "I don't know what they were laughing about, but I just want you to know that I'm your friend and I have a kind sense of humor." and make her into the starry-eyed girl?



I view girls who find enjoyment at the expense of other's happiness as ugly people.

My mother will say, "Stop being ugly," when she is telling someone to halt in rude actions or comments.


I see beauty as action to help others without seeking reward. Beauty gives you a pleasant sensation when you see it being done or act it out yourself.

Remember, you first learn how to use your sense when you're only a child, but it take true growth and development to see things with your mind.

Junior Year

I have now attended school for seven days, but am already starting to feel drained of energy. In place of my drained energy I have been filled with new knowledge. It's difficult to explain how school at HSHS is this year unless I show you.

My schedule for 2010-2011:

On Tuesdays and Thursdays:
7:00a.m. - 7:55a.m. TOK(theory of knowledge) class with Mr. Logan(For more information, please refer to blog post entitled with his name.) [TOK is only on Tuesdays and Thursdays (Thank goodness!)]

School is now in session:
1st - IB English 11 with the charming and youthful Ms. Henderson
2nd - Pre-Cal/Trig. with the literal Mrs. Horn
3rd - IB Chemistry II with the horse-loving Ms. Griffin
4th - IB HOTA I(History of the Americas) with the brilliant, inspiring, and terrifying Dr. Low
Lunch B
5th - IB Biology I with the down-to-earth, popularly loved, Ms. Geoffreon
6th - IB French III with the worldly and amusing Mr. Hughley
7th - Library Assitant with the crafty new high school librarian, Mrs. Keys

As you can tell my schedule is packed. My seventh period and lunch are the only chances I get to catch my breath throughout the day.
But school is for learning, not breaks, and this year has responded to my wishes for more rigorous classes.
I enjoy being challenged, although I may not recognize it at the time.

This is also an excuse as to why my blog has been lacking in posts, but that is soon to change.
You have my word.