Incomplete Thoughts of the Mind

So all these stories and movies that you see about life having a happy ending? The reason that we read all these fictional novels and get into it so much might be the fact that we know that something like that doesn't exist in the world. That way, we try to hold on to small flicker of hope that's barely there. But happy endings in reality? Not going to happen because everything is not a cliche nor is anything ever perfect. Quite the way to start this, isn't it?

Imagine having that one person who would be with you whenever you needed them no matter where it was and what time it was. Yes, that means even at 4:30AM while I am typing this. That one person who would confront you about everything and tell you never-endings tales about their life and tell you honestly how you look in that outfit. The person who could talk to you about everything and anything.That one person who would make you feel like you're special; like life is actually worth living and all these things that bring us down in life are so petty compared to the happiness he can give you. So, yes, it's usually a person of the opposite gender. Sure, it can also be the person of the same sex, but it really depends on various things.

Suppose you did have such a person really, and they were just a really close friend. Someone you could trust and talk to openly. What if the feelings developed from one side, but not the other? What if one confessed and one became confused? What if he was stolen away from you when you thought he would be yours forever? What if the realization sunk in when it was too late? That at least one thing every day had to remind you of that person. That you can't get through the day without hearing his voice even once.That you look forward to the next time that you hear his voice or see him again? What if you find out that your feelings might have changed and you had just noticed it a bit too late? What if you wanted the feelings to erase so that he might be happy with someone else? What if you don't even know if the emotions going on through your heart are real or not?

Well, that would pretty much just suck now, wouldn't it? Ah, and then there are always those times were you want to spill everything out to this one person who is so close to you, but there's always this thing hanging in the back of your mind. What if their opinion of you changes just because of the few words or confession you might make? What if the revealation you make to them is such that they might not want to be your friend anymore. Or that they just have to share that juicy piece of information with the entire of the city?

[Note: This post was completed at 5:00AM and as I fell asleep, I lost the inspiration to complete the post, but even if it incomplete, but perhaps someday I shall try getting back to it. Someday]

It definetely wouldn't be a secret anymore if it was told.

So I was tagged by Arfoosh and I shall do what it requires:

-The Rules are:[copied and pasted!]
~ Link to the Blogger who tagged you.
~ In your blog, post The Rules and...
~ Six quirky but unspectacular factoids about yourself
~ Tag six other bloggers by linking to them
~ Go to each person's blog, and leave a comment that lets them know they've been tagged.
~ Let me know you've done this tagged post too!

----> Putting eyeliner is an extremely hard task for and on me because I keep twitching due to the fact that I feel like the person is on the verge of poking in my eye. Neither can I put eyeliner on myself. I suppose we weren't meant to be.
----> If and when I'm addicted to the song, I'll constantly listen to that only song so that I can get it out of my system. That or sometimes I just try to listen to other songs so I can get that song out of my head.

----> I love going to shops and trying on differerent outfits and taking random pictures. And at times, I prefer winbow shopping to actual shopping. Ands I love going to stores/shops/ places with people, but almost never by myself.

----> I usually understand most things or people, so when I don't, it frustrates me to no end and I must figure them/it out no matter what. For example, a Maths problem that I should know, I will keep trying to solve it until I figure it out. Or a person that is interesting whose thoughts or feelings/emotions I can't figure out.

----> My dreams and/or nightmares are so realistic most of the time that sometimes I can't tell them apart from reality and can't get myself to wake up from them and it takes a person quite a lot of energy to wake me up then.

----> I have a birthmark on the back of my left hand and I'm proud of it because it's a unique feature that separates me from the next person. There's a story behind this actually.

Only after I finished this list, I got 2 more of these facts in my head, but as it doesn't require anymore, I'll spare you guys.

I tag:- Ruby, Nainou, Mari, Arfoosh and whoever else feels like doing this

Heaven's gates refuse to open up for me.

There are so many people in the world- each one of them is a different individual, so in the end, why do they all try to copy each other?Why is it so that people must hide so much just to keep up their status or their reputation?Why is it that honestly is something that is extremely hard to find nowadays?Every person has feelings and values, so why is it that some people ignore them and still hurt another person intentionally?Why is it that because you're not like the next person around the corner you're labeled to be a bad person and automatically don't fit it.

Yeah. Me musing on life's little mysteries. Quite the headache I tell you and the answers are, as usual, never found. I must admit, this entire month has been extremely hectic and I'm not exagerrating one bit. Surprisingly, it's not only due to the fact that my cousins stayed in my house for three weeks. It might be the fact that things were slowly starting to sink inside and things were happening to me. Well, of course they were. That's the whole thing really. At times my life is so dramatic, I truly wish it wasn't. It's almost as if there are the Gods and Goddesses up there watching my life like it's a television show while being amused by it. Ha. Sounds rather depressing when I think about it that way actually.

Something actually hit me today- not counting the door, that is. The fact that I haven't actually been in Texas since an entire year. I'm not talking about a year since I actually stayed there. I'm talking about a year since I went on the little surprise trip I had to go there for business. If I count the time it's been since I moved, I think I'll get even more depressed and that definetely isn't the reason I'm writing this. Ha- a year an a half, or more, since I felt like I actually belonged somewhere. I shalln't bore you with anymore details though, considering you guys deserve more than that since I haven't updated in quite a while.

This year, we started talking our future. Now, that, folks, is a topic that I can ponder on for more than 8 hours and still fail to get an answer. I'm not sure what's going to happen in the future- at all. Everyone has just told me to do whatever I want and the whole thing is that I don't know what I want anymore, especially since I haven't exactly gotten what I've ever wanted- for the most part. Everyone keeps nagging at me- 'you should atleast have an idea of what you want to do'or 'time is running out'Well, you know the phrase- it's easier said than done? Well, it truly is because I actually had an idea back home. So don't get an idea that I've always been clueless and have been totally blank. Now, on the other hand, in this land I'm quite clueless though because whenever I think about something that I want to do in the future, I always run into a thick brick wall. A dead end. What am I to do? Think, think; they all say. It really doesn't help. The main reason is because my future is connected to someone else's. Only after this one person moves on in life- only then will I be able to actually have an idea of what I will be able to do in reality. I suppose the fact that this is one of the reasons my life and personality are completely spontanous. I can't help but wonder if that's a good thing or a bad thing as there are pros and cons for everything- especially this situation.

I've been running in circles all day long.

So a few days back, my cousins came over from Laredo on a visit for 3 weeks. They're to be staying in our house of course and due to that reason, I've been rather busy.

Since they arrived to our house at night, they just changed, ate, met my other aunt and went to sleep. They seemed to be to tired for anything, so we didn't do anything that day- well, we did fix the sleeping arrangements. Ha, let's just say that where I sleep, if I turn even a little bit, there's a chance of me falling down the bed.

The next few days were rather eventful, I'd say! On the 25th of September and we were invited to one of my aunt's house to have lunch. We arrived there, fashionably late of course (ha) and started to talk to each other as if we hadn't ever met each other before which was partially true because my cousins haven't been to DUbai in over 8 years. At Aunt Lily's house, the dining table to be specific, I was looking at all the food and, mainly, my aunt's expression. She seemed quite worn out from cooking so much food. It was a feast really- you wouldn't believe the amount of food she cooked! Not to mention her kids barely helped her, so one person doing all that work was just wonderful. And then, as you already know, for the past week or so I've been having this internal debate on whether to continue fasting or not. I mean, I think if I feel doing this, I might as well just stop eating altogether. Ha. There goes my sarcasm. As I said before, I was staring at the food, the debate still going on between my two minds and then I Came to this conclusion 'Why the freaking heck not?'I mean, it's a rather wonderful thought, isn't it? Also, I was thinking that it was the 25th- a pretty nice date. So at 3:15 on the 25th of September2008, I broke my fast for this year. From that time on, I have not fasted anymore. After their house, we walked quite a bit to a place called Meena Bazaar. Their expressions were quite fun to watch when they saw about 12 gold shops with various types of jewelery and designs.Imagine. All this happened in only one day.

The next wasn't resting day either! We did tons of things and my older cousin, after I came out from the shower, decided to put make up on me. Now see, I'm not too fond of this type of thing because it tends not to suit me and it's suppose to ruin your skin. Mine's already ruined, so I really wasn't planning to ruin it anymore. I shrugged in response though; one time makeup couldn't hurt, now could it? See, though, the thing is that we were going to my other aunt's house for lunch and whenever I wear makeup(if I ever do) I only wear it on occassions or special events. Shrugging the thought off, I allowed her to put quite a few things on me. I, of course, tried to be cooperative, but when someone's trying to stick a pencil in your eyeball, it's rather hard. I'd say. Psh.After that, though, I asked her if she could do my hair as well, just for the sake of experimenting. So these are the few things she put on her. A light shade of pink eyeshadow with bits of glitter on it to match my outfit, mascara on the ends of my lashes to emphasize the thickness, a bit of a blush for the cheek-bones as to blend in with the eyeshadow and skin color, and eyeliner for the darkness. Oh, and did I mention that lipstick was put on me too? Well, it was. In addition to my makeup, though, I liked my hair as I used two of my new silver sparkly clips that were put up in a rather different hairstyle- one I can't do on myself. Lunch was delicious, as usual, and I don't think it was just because I Was hungry. A few relatives I wasn't expecting also showed up there, but an hour before we left, two of my uncles launched into an argument about-- you know it. Religion. Can you believe it? I almost got so frustrated that I felt like marching up to them and just telling them off. Yes, my extended family is filled with different branches of religion, so what's wrong with that? Nothing I tell you, but really, the way they were acting was just childish. To accuse another people and tell them that their views and opinions are wrong. Let them be. If they don't want to reason with you, just leave them. How hard is that to do? Well, anyways, after that, we drove to this place called Dragonmart. Now this place is rumored to have 4000 stalls there. Brilliant, isn't it? Sadly, I started getting a bit sad there because everything I was seeing and liking, my parents kept reminding me that I already have too much of. Alright, so I might have a bit too much jewelry or clothes, but does that mean that I can't enjoy those clothes or at least try them on? It doesn't matter I suppose. What's done is done. I enjoyed myself all in all, but it seemed to me that my cousins were highly disappointed as they were expecting something better. Afterwards, we went to a restaurant called Gazebo and I, personally, enjoyed all the 6 dishes we ordered. Romali Roti is the way to go. Ha. So we, being the cool people we are, reached home at about 2 in the morning and somehow fell asleep at 3 in the morning.

Talk about eventful,eh?

Today- the 27th of September was the only day that I actually managed to get some rest. I suppose it was mainly due to the fact that my cousins were out with their relatives for the entire day. I wonder what tomorrow will be like ..Although there's just one problem with all of this- I can't find anytime to study or blog. Also, tomorrow is my friend, Lucy's, 16th birthday.

The 10th post.

I got tagged by Arfa to post a few random facts, so that's exactly what I shall do.

My handwriting changes often depending on what position I'm sitting in and which pen I'm using.
In the supermarkets, I can't stand to see the dead fish.
I mean come on. They're like staring at you and taunting you about their death.
If that made any sense, that is.
I'm a huge people person and love social events/crowds/parties
I might be a bit too pessimistic at times
Sometimes I wish I had contacts.
My moods can change in a fraction of a milli-second.
I get tanned very easily
I would love to travel all around the world.
Especially in airplanes.
Since I just love them for no apparent reason.
Perhaps it's the atmosphere.
Or the games.
Or the music.
Or the food.
Or the pilot and the airhostess.
But I just love travelling in planes.
Dreams. I am obsessed about my dreams.
Or even my nightmares.
I find my them highly amusing.
I find them more entertaining than many shows.
It's probably because I have an extremely huge imagination and they turn out to be very bizzare
At times, it isn't that good.
I also like to remember them and write about them.
But 2-5 minutes after I wake up, I tend to forget about most of it.
I like texting more than I like to talk to people on the phone.
I have a big hate for smoking.
No, that does not mean that if you smoke I will immediately hate you.
I just hate the idea of smoking and everything related to it.
Many people find it surprising as I'm from the States and I've never ever had a puff.
Actually, I'm never planning to either.
You know something else people find surprising?
The fact that I've never had a boyfriend.
Now it's not like I haven't had the chance to get one.
I was just never interested in that sort of a relationship.
And I still am not.
Right- sorry to disappoint you guys.
I tend to tease most of my friends.
I find it amusing and fun.
But I don't like it when others tease/call them names/annoy them
I know lots of songs, but I usually never know the singer or the band.
Even if I like the band, I don't go so much into detail as to know each member's name and lifestory.
The first thing I notice about a person would probably be either their eyes or their hair.
I have wavy hair currently.
I used to have straight long hair.
I want it back.
After this haircut, I'm not planning to cut my hair for a long time
I hate all indian TV dramas. I find them really really annoying and stupid.
I will not sleep before 9PM until I'm extremely tired.
And that's rare.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if I took comas instead of science.
I take pride in being different.
I wouldn't like to be 'like everyone else'
How boring does that sound?
Like every other person, sometimes I do wish I was in their place instead of being where I am.
I am arguementative.
I won't back down.
I'm a tiny bit rebelious.
I cannot hold grudges.
Unless the person has person has affected me in a very strong way
And that's an extremely rare thing.
Almost all my actions and opinions have a reason behind them.
They aren't formed out of thin air.
My hope in humanity is starting to slowly fade away.
I wish to learn more about different cultures and religions.
I find them really fun and interesting.
I also love experiencing new things and food.
I adore roller coasters.
Especially the huge ones.
They make me smile.
I tend to give nicknames to people.
But usually only to the ones that I usually am around.
I'm extremely talkative.
It's rare to find me quiet.
But that usually means that I'm either caught up in my own thoughts.
Or something happened a while ago and my mood is just a bit off.
But I get back to normal soon after that.
I tend to be sarcastic.
It hurts people sometimes.
But old habits do die hard.
I'd rather take a picture.
Than be in it.
Just because I find myself as the subject of the picture to be boring.
My first impressions of people are almost always right.
And they don't change unless something very drastic happens.
My first impressions to other people tend to suck.
Probably because I refuse to show myself ahead of time.
Not in the U.A.E at least.
But once I get closer to them.
I believe I can start to trust them.
Unfortunately, the trust tends to break just moments later.
Ouch.
I love making people smile and laugh.
It makes me feel as if I've actually done something.
I like fresh squeezed juice more than the ones you buy in the supermarket.
Not because they're healthy.
Because they actually taste good.

Say What?

So, believe it or not, I was pretty excited when I woke up this morning because it was to be my first day in grade 11. At first, I thought there was nothing to look forward to because all my classmates and teachers were to be the same. Then, someone told me that my teachers might change; that surely gave me some hope. So I walked through the same corridor which I did 3 months ago, looking at the same faces that hadn't changed. And then Tarushi came up to me and gave me a news that was to change my year."Miss Mariama(don't even bother correcting my spelling) is your class teacher." I've heard about her and she's said to be strict, but I was okay with that- I mean, even Miss Sindhu was pretty strict. So I just shrugged thinking that my teachers this year were going to be better than the last. After all, the teachers in grade 10 were not that great so even a teacher a little better would satisfy me a lot. What I wasn't expecting when I entered my new class, 11G5, was to hear the sound of Arfa sqeaking and people actually greeting me. That totally brought a grin to my face. I passed by the classroom,shaking hands with a few people here and there. Yes, what disappointed me was the fact that those Arabic chicks hadn't changed and they were still ignoring my presence and the fact that people were ignoring my hand when I extended it for a handshake. So anyways, we chatted here and there and I was way more talkative than usual. I think it's because I was just trying to push everything aside for now. And then Mariamma came strolling inside the class and bam. There went my first impression of her. So I understand that they all have IGs this year, but why do they have to put all the pressure on someone else to be the president or the vice president? Okay, so I admit, I wasn't interested in the class council at all; I have better things to do, but when Arfa was forced to be the president and nobody was listening to her refusing the post, I just couldn't help but feel bad for her so I took up the post of the Vice President. Like I said, I really wasn't interested, but if it'll ease her up a bit, I suppose it isn't too bad. My original plans, actually, for this post was to rant about everything that happened today, but, no, I've changed my mind. You know why? Because I'm the kind of person who can't stay mad at something or someone for too long. I know, it sucks, but I really can't. I usually either forget the reason why I'm angry or my anger just kinda fades away. So that's what happened today. I was angry- pissed, frustrated even when I reached back home.I mean, I went to school with high spirits and a hyper grin, but when I returned, my spirits were totally dampened and I was just feeling nothing. Just a mix of emotions. You know what changed all that? The grin on my little brother's lips when he told me that 'today's day was awesome. our teacher didn't let anyone fight.' Just those few words made my anger slowly vanish. After I changed, I urged him to continue and he told me about his entire day- his friends, his teacher, his class and his principle. As he continued to talk, my anger just totally diminished and then a thought struck me. 'What's the point of being angry anyways? They don't care about the students emotionally. They just want to do their job and get their salaries, so shouldn't I do the same as well? I'll just get some knowledge, try to study and do my exams.' Sounds reasonable, doesn't it? Granted, the anger hasn't vanished completely, but it's barely there now. In just an hour, all of the anger is gone because of a small living being. It almost makes me feel guilty for the past.

Faith is a poor substitute for logic and reason.

It hurts. I mean it seriously hurts when the same topic and the same question is brought back every 10-15 days. I can't answer the question, but it's almost always directed to me and I can't ever give an answer to them. Their accusing eyes are hard to escape. It's as if they all want to taunt me for making this decision of mine, but what did I know? The one time when I wanted someone trustworthy, there was nobody to guide me. Sometimes they do, in front of strangers, assure the others that the decision made is a better choice as life there would be extremely hard, but I know the truth. It's all just fake. When the strangers leave, the same unhappy atmosphere will replace the one that was just there. Along came this other who isn't so close to me. A relative, but nevertheless, he isn't so close. He said it was okay and that life there would be better; everyone would be happier. Torn between the two worlds, I agreed with him and got a bit closer to him. Or so I thought. What did I know that he was just saying things and he didn't know any better? What did I know that once the decision would be made, I'd be regretting it every second day of the time I'm here? And then they all come and blame me. Some directly and some indirectly, but I understand what they mean to say- I've ruined their life and mine and well. They should have helped me, correct? But they believe that I should have asked them for help- only then would they know that I needed help. I was young and didn't know the truth about many others. Granted, I'm still young, but not as dense anymore. They, on the other hand, knew the truth about those people, so shouldn't they have guided me without me asking them? Perhaps they should have, but they didn't, so here I am and no matter what I feel, all those small little happinesses that sneak in their way just keep reminding me that if I didn't make that decision, they would have all felt happier.

Look for the girl with the broken smile. .. .

Hey lovlies

I haven't updated in forever, it's something that I'm guilty of and it's because I haven't had time. Yes, believe it or not, I- Richa- have not had time to blog on this website (or any website, for that matter) Actually, before I came to India I thought that I had knowledge of many things and why was that? Because when I looked and compared the way people and I were in Dubai, I felt like I knew a bit more about the outside world than they did. Life proved me wrong- and not for the first time either- and the longer I stay in India, the more I realize that I actually have much to learn about life and people. It hurts and I feel so stupid and useless sometimes, but what am I suppose to do when I'm labeled something with a permanent marker? The label is not planning to come out any time soon, according to them at least. Sometimes, I just feel like writing down everything that goes through my mind as I find that it would be a pretty good idea, but whenever I start, it seems to be simply never ending. I suppose that's because I have too many thoughts running through my head. Not to mention, a few minutes after I usually start writing, a thought comes through my head and the thought is 'What's the point of doing this anyways?' After all, they're just childish, pointless thoughts, right? Perhaps not, but we'll never know I suppose. And sometimes I just feel like spilling everything out to one person, but that isn't going to happen anytime soon. Ha. 'Never' is more like it.

Okay, okay. So I fully admit that the 32 or so days I've been in India, I've barely enjoyed myself. Perhaps only 3 or 4 of those 32 days have been enjoyable, but it's only because of a mistake that a certain person did in the past. Because of that certain person, my summer vacation- which I remind you, I'll never get back- is being wasted. It's alright though I suppose because I've learned something- quite a few things actually. Ha, my poor innocence. It’s fading away as the days pass by. Sorry to disappoint y'all folks! Joking. But really. The world is officially corrupted. Everyone. Every single person in this universe is money minded and if they say they're not, they're in denial or they're lying. It's as simple as that. Also, everyone has a reason for doing the thing they do. They don't just 'do it' or do it out of love or genuinely- honestly, they don't.

I also realized that I'm a complete idiot. A total idiot. But that's a story for later. Or perhaps not? Mm, we'll see. I simply find it hard to believe that my feelings. My feelings were manipulated and taking advantage of. See? That's why I say- this love and mushy stuff, this caring for each other- it's all fake or nonexistent. With all the things I've seen,well, I'm not sure how to actually believe in them, can you blame me? And god. Good lord. Just because my feelings were taken advantage of, my life is almost totally officially messed up. And it's true- no matter what anyone says. Even if they tell me to study harder or something to that extent, it's hard to believe that the results will be changed because, perhaps, that certain person will ruin everything again. Apparently, feelings are a weakness. A big weakness. But I knew that of course. I simply didn't think that someone close to me- or someone who was suppose to be so close to me- would do something like that and literally lead me to my 'doom'(then again, this word is so over-rated, so perhaps I should put something along the lines of 'the fiery pits of..' Ha. )

And then..I had another thought, like I always do. Why should I change myself for another person? Why, of course I shouldn't. That would be the simple answer, but when you're in such a situation that I was and still am in- it isn't exactly that simple. Ha, the irony- really. More on this later as my thoughts are jumbled up due to a movie that we watched a few hours back. I should write about the movie too, but as it's 4 in the morning, I think I'll pass.

Note: This entry was made on August the 2nd, but as I had no internet, I was not able to post this up. A more updated entry shall be written when I have more time.

Smile for the camera..!

You know how they say 'a penny for your thoughts'? Well, I personally believe that, at the moment, my thoughts are worth more than a dime-not that I'm trying to be smug or arrogant of course. In the shower[yes, you heard me- the shower] I was pondering about life and it struck me that I hadn't ever explained my point of view when it came to this 'lovely' emotion called love. No need to moan yet as I am not planning to ramble about my entire life and waste your time. I'll just type vaguely, without touching any details, and see how it goes.

I'm one of those rare people that you'd meet- the one who doesn't believe in this 'emotion' called love. You heard me right- I believe that love does not even exist. It's quite ironic, isn't it-especially when you think about my personality because I seem like the one whose world would revolve around love, but no. I think I've gotten in touch with reality too soon and I'm ready to face the facts. I'm not one of those girls who'd be gazing out the window at night hoping that some day I'd fall in love with some prince and he'd come to rescue me. No siree. I'm not that stupid. Although it does seem like a nice though- doesn't it? Escaping from such a cruel, harsh reality, but that isn't important at the moment.

-pushes the pause button- Now hold up a minute. Before you people start pouncing on me, hear me out- loud and clear, okay? When I said 'love,' I mean certain kinds of love as I've come to know that there are many. Even love between siblings and family- I don't believe that they exist as well for the most part, but I'll expand on this thought later on in the future.

Alright, alright! So I admit it, I decided to procrastinate this post quite a bit and, well, let's just say that it didn't work out too well in the end. Basically, what actually happened is that I became bored of this over rated, pointless topic, so it ceased to exist in my blog. That was, until a certain reader of mine insisted that I post it back up for others to read. Yes, that's the part where I roll my eyes.

Yes, yes. You all must be utterly disappointed in me because I failed to complete an entire post, but I've decided to try to do something I've never tried before: write one entry per day before the first of July. Why the first of July? Well, there's various reasons to that and I refuse to share them here. I, of course, shall try my hardest to fulfill my goal because I'm quite determined to do it. On the contrary, I'm quite clueless on what topics I shall write. It's no problem, though, as I shall figure that out sooner or later.

And as I come to the end of this post, there are two things that I would like to say. Firstly, everyone and anyone is free to ask me any questions about any of my opinions and thoughts. Secondly, I truly will try and update this blog more often. I must thank you all once again for putting up with the nonsense I post on this website as I go hit the hay after being awake for 33 hours straight. [You heard that folks, 33 hours straight and that is no joke]

So apparently now, the world is in a crisis. Or is it?

I know, I know. You lot must be thinking that I’ve got made by now. I mean, really, who writes a post about global warming after not posting at all in ages? Unfortunately, only a person like me would do something like this. Perhaps you also might be thinking that I’ve drilled too much of my Environmental Management books inside my head, but that is where you’re actually wrong because I have barely touched those books. Hold on a second now- hear me out before you close this browser of yours and assume that I’m a preacher of these sort of things.

I wonder if people know the true definition of Global Warming in the first place. For those who don’t know, let me help you out a bit. It’s the increase of the temperature of the Earth’s near surface air and oceans. The cause of it is increase of a gas called carbon dioxide--oh, forget this! I’m not in a mood to be so formal anymore.

Alright, well, firstly, even if Global Warming is just a lie, what’s the difference? Just because people have to cut down on driving or stop burning so much coal, they’ve started to make such a big deal. Okay then, let’s stick with that. Do people really think that carbon dioxide is harmless? Assuming it doesn’t contribute to Global Warming, do people really think that it’s still okay to continue burning so many trees? Well, guess what? It’s not, because carbon dioxide harms the marine life. Oh, by now I’m sure you must be thinking that the life of the fish have nothing to do with you. Heck, you don’t even care about the environment, so why should you care about fish? Marine life is very useful when it comes to different medicines, believe it or not. Many marine organisms give off toxins in order to repel predators. These toxins can be taken from the marine organism and utilized in the development of medicines. If marine biodiversity continues to decline, species containing potential wonder drugs could die off. And yet, even after that, people wonder why we’re not close to finding a cure for many diseases. It’s because you’re killing the source of the cure obviously! So instead of driving to that pizza place that’s just 10 minutes, take a few extra minutes to walk there because you’ll be saving a fish for ever minute you walk. Not to mention that you’ll be burning off some calories as well. So even if you think that this whole Global Warming phenomenon isn’t true, it couldn’t harm to stay on the safe side, could it?

Now back to my point of view. I’m such a person that when someone comes up to me and utters something about Global Warming, I would simply shrug it off as if it were no big deal. I mean, okay. Even if the amount of forest fires are increasing or the Earth is becoming boiling hot..Or even if many polar bears are losing their environment and the ice caps are all melting down, it has nothing to do with me, so why should I care? Heck, even if the world is about to end, why should I care because it isn’t happening next week and it definitely isn’t happening next week either.

That was before and still is now- mostly. Well, except for the part that I do care- even if it is just a bit- because I’ve started reading a bit more about this “crisis” of ours.
Then again, it’s so boring. See, I’m the type of person who loves to do –fun- things and enjoy life, so even if the world is about to end, let’s make the best of it.

Okay. So global warming. The solution? Using things that are carbon dioxide free, drive less, burn off less fossil fuels, and all of that jazz. Now what’s the fun in this all? I’ll tell you- there’s none. But see, if you use renewable sources instead of using the same old boring fossil fuels, doesn’t that lighten things up a bit? Doesn’t the new experience makes things a bit exciting? Use solar energy for the light in your house instead of a light switch! Or even hydro-power for your cars instead of using gas and continuously filling it up while wasting money and contributing more carbon dioxide to the environment.
I see, so that doesn’t sound that fun. Well, perhaps it’s not for you, so moving on. How about planting tress instead? I know, it’s crazy and stupid, isn’t it? Not. Seriously, read everything before coming to such a conclusion. It must sound boring, but in fact, it isn’t. Imagine, you plant a seed and then you return to the place in a few years- only to see that the small seed now towers you, height-wise. The feeling is just amazing and it’s almost as if you’ve actually accomplished something- which you actually have. Why? Because a single tree will absorb one ton of carbon dioxide over its lifetime due to photosynthesis. So not only are you taking away the carbon dioxide from the environment, but you’re giving –us- more oxygen as well. And trust me, with the rate of the population increasing, we really do need more oxygen in this world. Now if this idea doesn't appeal to you, I must say that you're a boring person who shall rot in the trench of Australia and who needs to cheer up more.

Actually, I’ve just re-read this post and it sounds completely and utterly stupid and, well, unlike me. Therefore, I’ve decided that I shall delete this entire post in a few days. Granted, it did take me about 45 minutes to type up this post of nearly 900 words, but that doesn’t matter. I simply felt like displaying my thoughts at the moment- which were, that the human race is pretty pathetic. Then again, I'm human as well- from what I've seen, but that doesn't make much of a difference to me.

Talley-ho and look forward to a better post after my exams~

Ri <3

And yet again . .

It's quite sad when I think about the whole exam issue because I, for one, do want to study and score good marks. The only problem is that I can't get myself to study. Even if I do get myself to study, I still cannot answer the questions. I know the topic fully, but when it comes to the questions, I am stumped. It's rather frustrating. I think it's because of my lack of being able to 'think out of the box' and not being able to apply what I've learned. What can I do though? I cannot just change my nature so quickly.
Honestly, I can't believe this semester has passed by so quickly. It seems like just days ago we were having the class party for first semester to end. Because my mind refuses to fully accept that I have to move on and that this year is over, I can't push myself to study. Yes, it's strange, I know, but I just can't help it. I've tried almost everything and it just doesn't work.
Oh and did I mention that I am now officially addicted to roleplaying? I'm not joking at all. Half of you, lot probably don't even know what this is, but that isn't a problem as it isn't important to know at the moment. The thrill and the way you have to spread your imagination- it's fabulous! Granted, there are downsides to it since it utilizes a lot of one's time and when people decide to sudden leave you even though the story is going great, it gets irritating, but still. When roleplaying, you have to make sure that the story flows well and none of the characters get left out and to make sure it doesn't get boring, you must continue adding twists. Ah, yes, it's wonderful. I dislike two things though. One, the introduction. It simply takes too long and I find it too troublesome. Then again, it's required, so I suppose it can't be helped. Second, I really dislike the too 'advanced' people. They're merely irritating and think too highly of themselves. It's true!
Indeed this was quite a random post without one particular topic, but I still hope you enjoyed reading my thoughts.

Hold on!

Now before I continue my next post, I'd like to justify and clear myself up. Not only to other people, but to myself as well. Like many people, when I'm caught up in my thoughts, I tend to write whatever comes to my mind without thinking it through fully. And as it seems, I'm quite addicted to blogging. Even if I haven't the foggiest idea what to write, I still want to keep writing(in this case typing) and writing.

In my last post, I had mentioned two subjects: Chemistry and Economics. As I had mentioned before, I said we don't use it completely but we do use bits and pieces of them. In addition to that, I had also said that those were merely examples. Hopefully nobody took my opinions too seriously. Moreover, I also said that those subjects are mostly only used if you actually go -into- that field. They aren't something that you would use in daily life, well, except Economics you would.

I'm in the mood for starting another one of my rants now, so that's exactly what I shall do. Most teenagers nowadays prefer watching television instead of reading books. It might not seem so good, but in fact, it isn't so bad either. For this topic, I'm pro for both the television and reading books.

Reading books, I agree, can get quite boring at times. Especially if the writer makes the book too lengthy, too descriptive, or too detailed [this includes details that are necessary and that are not vital]. However, one has got to admit that books are more powerful and meaningful. When you read them, you can interpret it on your own and analyse it your own way. The television and movies, on the other hand, give the point to the viewer in a very straightforeward way, not giving any room for the viewer to spread his or her wings and imagine the characters and the entire book. Of course I'm not saying that -all- people don't like the straightforewardness of the movie. Some people do prefer just knowing the things straight out than analyzing it throughly just to understand something. As over-rated this is, one has got to also admit that reading does improve one's vocabulary. Perhaps the person himself wouldn't notice so, but it truly does. Television series and movies operate things at a simple level of emotion reaction, so that anyone can surf through the channels at any time and know what's going on. They don't go deep into the character's thoughts or emotions. In addition to that, the plotline is usually the same thing and you can predict exactly what's going to happen next or in the future. What I mean to say is that it's so predictable, it just seems so boring!

Well, those were just a few thoughts of mine, for now. Look out for more of them!

Moving on. . . .

Has anyone noticed that we have so many subjects in school, yet only a few of them are actually used in life? Not to mention, we aren't even going to remember what we learned in school for most subjects, so what's the point? For example, the subject Chemistry, what good will it do you in the future? Honestly, unless you major in that subject, it'll do one absolutely no good. So then why is it that Chemistry is still compulsory in many schools and curriculums. Of course this mini-rant has nothing to do with my hatred for Chemistry. Chemistry just turned out to be the first subject on my mind, so I picked it as one of the subjects. Other subjects that we don't use in general include Physics, Economics, Biology (although parts of it, we could), etc. The pure truth is that schools don't really teach anything expect how to obey orders. Looking back in the past 15 years of my life, teachers have taught me almost nothing. My experiences, thoughts, the people, and my surroundings are the things that have taught me many things that are actually useful in life: from trust to betrayal to how people truly are.
School cuts one off from the diversity of life. I mean there you are, sitting down in one classroom for 6 hours with the same people of the same age and social class. How boring is that!You don't get to know what's really going on and your social skills, of course, wouldn't improve to the extent that they could. That is why they made after school clubs, yes, I know, but my new school doesn't have them.

I feel it to be absurd and stupid that we have to listen to an older stranger shout at us and lecture us as if they have the right to. They can inform us and correct, yes, but do they really have the right to be so familiar with us and actually yell at us? No, infact, I don't think do because they are not my parents or my siblings. I can rant on this topic about teachers yelling at us forever, but I think I'll stop now and switch topics once again.Perhaps I'll continue this one later on.

There are about 168 and some hours in a week. An average teenager sleeps about 56 hours a week out of those 168 hours. That leaves them 112 hours. Oh, but I'm not done yet. About 55 or so hours are spent on them watching television or being on the computer. 30 hours are spent in school, 6 hours for getting ready and traveling, and about 7 or more hours a week in homework. During these 45 hours, the teens are usually under surveillance. Not to mention there's breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Suppose one takes 30 minutes for each course, that cuts out 9.5 to 10 hours of the remainder time. It's not enough. It's not enough, is it? Two hours each week to have private time and space. Having only two hours to be ourselves and try to create a unique consciousness-- of course that isn't enough! So what can we do about it? Not that much, but we can do something. Will we do anything to change it? No. Will we do anything at all? No. Because nowadays, that's how to world works and people don't really try to change anything.

At the beginning. . . .

It’s funny. It’s almost as if I have so much to say, I really don’t know where to start. Being, well, me, I’ll start randomly in the middle of it all. And if anyone actually understands my posts, I congratulate you in advance.
Half the time, I’m having an internal conflict wondering what exactly is life and what’s the point of it. Do we all have to follow the same pattern and do the same thing as the other person lifelong? If so, why? Why can’t someone set a new trend or do something completely different from the others?
Obviously, I haven’t figured out the answer. If I had, I probably wouldn’t be sitting here in front of the laptop screen, pondering on such a question.
Perhaps it’s as some say and after you graduate from college, you’re free. Is that a fact though, I can’t help but wonder. What I mean to say is that, after college, one is completely busy, so are they really free to enjoy life and do whatever they want? Is the trend set to where nobody is allowed to enjoy themselves while they’re in elementary, middle, or even high school? Why is that so?

*Well, since a certain person suggested that I continue my thoughts onto the next post, that's what I shall do*