Ignorance is bliss!!

As days pass into weeks, a mind boggling thought emerges from the subconcious mind. Each day, I walk down the same old path, heading towards the sixth form, returning at certain hours of the day. I am worried, worried about what the future holds. Am I making the right choice? Well, I decided I did. But some people seem to think differently.

A certain somebody told me I had to be practical, more or less stating that a science kid is far more superior than an average artsy kid. Well, to not take that as an insult would be an insult itself to all the great ancient philosophers. I know the chinese mentality that most of us grew up in but to say that certain subjects are useless is being plain ignorant to the oncoming world. How so would you define useless? Taking Biology, Chemistry or Physics doesn't make you any smarter than someone taking History, Philosophy or Literature.

So should I be angry at a certain ignorant person? The answer is No. Instead, I should pity that kind of person, I feel sad that they do not understand how the world works. Only murdering their tiny brain cells with information without truly understanding it. A person starts off with nothing, but slowly builds up his or her understanding, so goes for the world. Theories wasn't just there, it was thought upon by geniuses beyond our generation.

Why do certain people think that only sciences are useful? Was it not that the ancient Greek philosphers that came out with most of what we learn in our modern text books? Or do they simply don't care but just digest information without much knowlegde involved?

It's sad when you see people like that. And it's even sadder when they just refuse to listen to other people's ideas. Only now, I truly understand the meaning of the title above. And I am glad that at least, I would give myself a chance to understand the real meaning of knowledge.

In the moment of despair

Yes, I am facing hardship here. Yes, I am deeply troubled right now. And yes, I am almost in despair. First, I am worried, really really worried actually. I can't finish my prep. Not just I can't finish, I don't know how to finish my prep.
As days turn into weeks, the burden within grows with astonishing speed. The dilemas in my mind expand furiously, breaking into every bit, troubling me endlessly. Deadlines unmet, yet I sit here, half wondering what to do, other half refusing what I should do. Worries, I can't stop worrying yet I can't take the initiative to stop it. Despair creeps from behind, circling my thoughts, blanketing every piece of my soul..
But, there is always hope. There will always be someone to lend a helping hand, someone to trust. As time moves on, so do I. Bit by bit, hope pieces everything together. From all the essays I have to write to all the sports all I have to do. Yes, I can do it. Yes, nothing is gonna stop me. Yes, I know I can. Whatever doesn't kill me makes me stronger!! So to whoever is facing difficulties now, don't give up. You're not going to die, unless your problem is really really serious and involves death if not solved, but that's hardly the case. So I guess the point of this post is just to say, in every moment of despair, there always hope, and our human instint would basically not lead us continuosly in despair but try to turn it around.

Ps: If you are wondering what I am desparing about, well, I got 7 essays to complete right now plus some tests next week.

Welcome to Deb's personal blog

Welcome my good people to my personal blog. I decided to make my own blog since I can't really post what's going on around me on losers and lamers unless what goes on around is really loseristic. Well, this is my comfort zone, where I can complain all I want, pour our all my incredible sometimes pathetic thoughts here. So, if you can't stand me nagging and complaining well, too bad then when you accidentally stumbled across my blog. So, that basically my kinda vague and lame intro. Ciao!!