Tuesday, November 10, 2009
The graveyard book
at first I thought he was a divine being...like an angel or something...but that part when he said that he had done things far worse that the ghouls had done, that confused me. and also that part when he did not dance along with the other ghost during the Macabray? It gave me the impression that he was not a ghost but a sort of keeper of souls?...like death minus the scythe...honestly, sir... I have no idea. (^_^)
On Death...
I just read a post from a friend's Facebook wall.
It was a story about two people who were deeply in love but were constantly separated by many factors - cliques, norms and families. The story mainly revolved around their secret affair which started as innocent as a baby's first word and ended up with something as painful as death, Romeo and Juliet style. Their love was taboo not because their parents were rivals but of the fact that they were both girls.
Today, there has been an ominous notion that somehow homosexuality is acceptable. Most people would agree to it but I know for sure that there will always be people against it. It's not that things have to have pros and cons but the fact that people have their own views - their own stand about matters - makes the partitions.
I don't have anything against gay people. I think it is courageous of them to let their colors out and not be afraid of what people might say. Facing the music is the toughest thing anyone can ever do and to step up to something that people are not accustomed to is just a start.
The part that I did not agree in the story was that they committed suicide. Romeo and Juliet's case was kind of forgivable because they did not know of each others plans - a simple misunderstanding - but the in the story that I just read, they were aware and I really believe that they knew what they were about to do was wrong.
People who look at death as an excuse to escape from a certain dilemma that they think can never be solved greatly disappoint me. Death, to me, is a gift. It is what He gives you when He knows you've done what you have to do in this world. And, to abuse that gift is just wrong. I strongly believe that people who think about death or attempt to achieve it do not even deserve to die. They have not proven their worth and so they cannot be entitled to such an amazing gift.
Moreover, the person who dies does not entirely suffer in the endeavor. It's the people who love him/her who do. They hurt more than what the dead could have gone through and, from experience, it would be very hard for them to picture a world where a loved one is missing.
I might offend some people with what I just said but what I had said is just my opinion. And I think I'm entitled to one.
Until next time...
It was a story about two people who were deeply in love but were constantly separated by many factors - cliques, norms and families. The story mainly revolved around their secret affair which started as innocent as a baby's first word and ended up with something as painful as death, Romeo and Juliet style. Their love was taboo not because their parents were rivals but of the fact that they were both girls.
Today, there has been an ominous notion that somehow homosexuality is acceptable. Most people would agree to it but I know for sure that there will always be people against it. It's not that things have to have pros and cons but the fact that people have their own views - their own stand about matters - makes the partitions.
I don't have anything against gay people. I think it is courageous of them to let their colors out and not be afraid of what people might say. Facing the music is the toughest thing anyone can ever do and to step up to something that people are not accustomed to is just a start.
The part that I did not agree in the story was that they committed suicide. Romeo and Juliet's case was kind of forgivable because they did not know of each others plans - a simple misunderstanding - but the in the story that I just read, they were aware and I really believe that they knew what they were about to do was wrong.
People who look at death as an excuse to escape from a certain dilemma that they think can never be solved greatly disappoint me. Death, to me, is a gift. It is what He gives you when He knows you've done what you have to do in this world. And, to abuse that gift is just wrong. I strongly believe that people who think about death or attempt to achieve it do not even deserve to die. They have not proven their worth and so they cannot be entitled to such an amazing gift.
Moreover, the person who dies does not entirely suffer in the endeavor. It's the people who love him/her who do. They hurt more than what the dead could have gone through and, from experience, it would be very hard for them to picture a world where a loved one is missing.
I might offend some people with what I just said but what I had said is just my opinion. And I think I'm entitled to one.
Until next time...
Laughter, Physical Pain and Talking.
Today was filled with laughter, physical pain and talking. It was just an ordinary day if you asked me but, now that I'm looking back, I feel there's this tiny bit of cosmic magic wrapped around the events that led the day.
Laughter.
I laughed a lot today - in various tones and colors. I laughed at Eunice being referred to as a mushroom; at Jesse and his usual jokes; at Liza (sarcastically) when she made a joke that I did not catch and Jesse did not understand; at Adonis who was in line to get his form 5 while persuading me that he was just hanging around; at RC and his usual playful self; with Miko while talking about a girl who was KSP; at Earl (dubiously) who was entirely hooked with Girls Generation; at Edmar and his usual...um...colorful personality; at Tajroo who finally got a slot at physics 83 after umpfteen years; and at myself for just being foolish.
I laughed all day but I did not get tired. It was amazing, really. Being able to do something all day and not get tired. I guess it was the fun factor in laughing that makes it so easy to do and practically untiring.
Physical Pain.
The day was also abundant in physical pain. RC and I had another row of non-stop slapping and poking while Rhea, Jerome, Kerk and I couldn't seem to get our heads to decide what we were suppose to do - sit-in Physics 83 class or go home. At the end of the day, we decided to go home.
I also found myself walking all day. I walked from the apartment to the University and back. I even walked to places I did not plan on go to like Biosci (to accompany Liza) and CAS Annex (to accompany Earl).
It was tiring and my body ached more when the sun shone at its hottest peak. Nonetheless, it was good exercise.
Talking.
I talked about lots of things with lots of people today but I always had that tendency to ask them how they were doing academically and eventually, the conversations get predictable. We'd start talking about grades then I begin asking them when is their hypothetical graduation date, how many units do they still have, what subjects are they taking and all that jazz. The funny parts come after when we start talking about nonsensical stuff like taking a sip from the man-made fountain that was found at Physci Annex; getting married before graduation not because of love but because of boredom; and other irrelevant topics which I can't say because I want to keep my dignity and my brain in tact.
The entire day was fun. November 10, 2009. I have a feeling that after a few years, I'll find myself reminiscing this day.
Until next time...(^_^)v
Laughter.
I laughed a lot today - in various tones and colors. I laughed at Eunice being referred to as a mushroom; at Jesse and his usual jokes; at Liza (sarcastically) when she made a joke that I did not catch and Jesse did not understand; at Adonis who was in line to get his form 5 while persuading me that he was just hanging around; at RC and his usual playful self; with Miko while talking about a girl who was KSP; at Earl (dubiously) who was entirely hooked with Girls Generation; at Edmar and his usual...um...colorful personality; at Tajroo who finally got a slot at physics 83 after umpfteen years; and at myself for just being foolish.
I laughed all day but I did not get tired. It was amazing, really. Being able to do something all day and not get tired. I guess it was the fun factor in laughing that makes it so easy to do and practically untiring.
Physical Pain.
The day was also abundant in physical pain. RC and I had another row of non-stop slapping and poking while Rhea, Jerome, Kerk and I couldn't seem to get our heads to decide what we were suppose to do - sit-in Physics 83 class or go home. At the end of the day, we decided to go home.
I also found myself walking all day. I walked from the apartment to the University and back. I even walked to places I did not plan on go to like Biosci (to accompany Liza) and CAS Annex (to accompany Earl).
It was tiring and my body ached more when the sun shone at its hottest peak. Nonetheless, it was good exercise.
Talking.
I talked about lots of things with lots of people today but I always had that tendency to ask them how they were doing academically and eventually, the conversations get predictable. We'd start talking about grades then I begin asking them when is their hypothetical graduation date, how many units do they still have, what subjects are they taking and all that jazz. The funny parts come after when we start talking about nonsensical stuff like taking a sip from the man-made fountain that was found at Physci Annex; getting married before graduation not because of love but because of boredom; and other irrelevant topics which I can't say because I want to keep my dignity and my brain in tact.
The entire day was fun. November 10, 2009. I have a feeling that after a few years, I'll find myself reminiscing this day.
Until next time...(^_^)v
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
on death...
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