When Life Hands you Lemons

ya guys i realize its been a long time since i posted last so here it goes

I was heading home from my violin lesson today when my brother decided to stop by a Gyro house/place/thing to pick up some food so we could eat later. My brother bought three, one for me, one for him, and one, I figured was for my mom, it being mother’s day and all.

But I had my suspicions, like that he knew that there was going to be a hobo standing on a corner for us to give the food to.

Then my mind cut to a clip of The Simpsons, where Homer decidedly goes panhandling, and being insane and all, he’s really successful. Then I thought to myself, “if someone’s that crazy, what will he do with that money?” My mind went straight to the fact that if there were real people that insane, then they’d definitely be part of something, making money for some kind of “head beggar” guy.

Then I thought about all of those beggars I’d seen in Taiwan. The same ones, without legs, or without arms. Then it hit me.

Those people aren’t most definitely in those “gangs,” for lack of a better term. They still need money to survive on their own.

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Here’s a something.

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Okay, sorry guys. I realize that it’s been a really long time since I last posted, and it’s probably because of video games.

I had a few periods of introspection recently, where I thought about the questions I ask the most, like “why do we learn/go to school?” etc.

I was thinking about philosophy and how I wanted to learn about it. But then I realized that most of it would be reading out of a textbook. I thought to myself, “why do we have to read out of a textbook? I want to just learn everything by myself. I want to conduct my own experiments and research peoples’ habits on my own.” Then it occurred to me: we learn out of textbooks so we could take what we learn from textbooks so we don’t have to re-discover what other people have already discovered and documented. We learn so we can contribute new findings to the field we’re studying; we learn to move the work forward.

The more someone moves the world forward, likely the more the person will be credited.Therefore. The more the person moves the world forward, the more successful the person will be. And money is just a side thing that comes with success.

So yeah, I’ve pretty much just said the same thing. We go to school so we can be successful in the future. But this time, it’s for a different reason entirely, as you can see.

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Next point:

My brain is rotting.

As some (many) of you know, today was the “Day of Silence.” I was considering joining the effort, but I stopped myself. I didn’t know why I was doing it (or why I was going to do it). So I decided not to do it this year and I headed to school, where I found out that many of my peers were in the same situation as I was. …except they went on through with it.

What I had heard from previous years was that people became silent because of something to do with bullying or something similar. So this question arose: if the people are being ostracized, why counteract against silence with silence? It’d be more proactive just to talk to them, rid them of their unhappiness and move on. Once having been a victim of bullying myself, I found it rather offensive that people would take my pain and suffering and turn it into a game of a sort. The day of silence has guidelines. Certain things are allowed and certain things aren’t. To me, silence means no communication at all. This means no notes, no hand gestures, no nothing. Otherwise you’re doing it wrong. In order to get the feel of what a true “silent” person was going / had gone through, you have to sit alone at lunch. You can’ t talk to anybody. You must sit in a corner, alone, paying attention to nobody and having no attention paid to you.

This year, though (after I got home), I found out that it was about LGBT rights. My previous question dissipated, but more questions arose. What was the silence representing, now? Was it representing the silence the LGBT community would have in general because of the way they’re being judged, or are they being silent only about their homo/bisexuality in the fear of being judged? In either case, you’d still be trying to counteract silence with silence. I don’t know about you, but I don’t think this would work, although I do realize that it’s one of the biggest things you can do in order to provoke change. Kind of similar to hunger strikes.

But really, it doesn’t have to stop there. Try to get laws passed. Six years ago, as I was in fifth grade, our class started a project. It was to come up with something that needed change and pretend to go through the law-amending process. However, we got politician Robert Shinn in the classroom to talk to us and we actually went down to Olympia. Two of my friends spoke in front of audiences on C-SPAN and in front of adults, attempting to ratify the law that prohibited smoking within 25 feet of public building doors. It failed the first year, but amazingly enough, three or four years later, the law was ratified.

Anyway, the point of that was that you can start from nowhere and do something great. Why don’t we do something more drastic than the Day of Silence? What it would be would not be up to me. But let’s do it.

One of my friends agrees with me.

Well, happy April Fool’s Day, everyone. For those of you who didn’t figure it out, that is. >.>

Since we talked about time in the last post, I wanted to talk about it again. We all know that time is irreversible.  Irrevocable.

This concept is not escapable, even though we do try to get around it sometimes. For example. If you’re typing something, make a mistake (lol, I just made a few mistakes) and you hit the backspace key a few times, you’re not turning back time. You cannot untype what you just typed. Rather, you’re going over it, smoothing it out by typing a white space over it. It’s like hitting the space bar, but backward, overwriting what you just wrote.

What else can you not undo?

You can’t uncook a food.

You can’t uneat a food. I guess you can throw it up, but it’s not the same.

You can’t untear a paper. Tape doesn’t automatically fix the seams.

You can’t unread a book.

But what about the other way around?

Can you unfix a car? Can you un-tape that piece of paper?

The answer is no. You can’t undo anything in your life.

And that is why, sirs and sir-ettes, you must be careful with all that you do in your life.

For there is no such thing as “just like new,” except what is new.

My parents have decided to send me off to boot camp as a result of my shoddy grades. This means that I probably won’t be back until after 2012.

There’s nothing I can do about it. I’ll catch you all in the flip side.