I have for my literature class a very interesting essay: The importance of militating for peace.
While I could probably talk hours and hours about this subject, it seems hard to put my ideas on a page, so I’m going to use this post as an ‘inspirational board’ and expose my thoughts on the subject.
Why is peace important?
Because it lets our society develop beautifully, in a background where harmony and happiness reign and not terror. For that is what war means, right? It means cruelty and death and hate more than any mind can imagine. It means destroying worlds and cultures. It means promoting something wrong, promoting an ugly world.
People weren’t born soldiers. People were born out of love, to create, to think, to share ideas, spread intelligence. People were born lovers, musicians, discoverers. They were made curious and always wondering and turning them into weapons is where the tragedy starts.
Leading men towards men is nothing to be proud of, is nothing honorable.
I could talk, and talk but we all know what there is to say here. War doesn’t belong to this world and should never again be part of it.
P.S. Leave your own thoughts and opinions and help me write a decent essay 😀
Do clothes really make the man? Or is it the other way around?
This is my question for the German exam next year. I have to prepare and bring arguments and statistics…similar to a college map. I’m kind of happy with it, because it’s a subject that I like and that I can talk about. Better than suicide, anyway. Too depressing for a project theme… Not that my teacher would care.
But, I’m actually curious what I’ll found out. Because, in my opinion, how we dresses does matter, but only to a first opinion. There is, of course, a reason why we have school uniforms, or why we dress a certain way to parties.
So, yeah. I’ll have to do some research… .
And convince my teacher that I have read Anna Karenina. (nononononono.)
So, my winter holiday is coming to an end and I had a dream where teachers were trying to kill the students. Literally.
What is my point? I don’t want to go back to school. I really don’t. I don’t even want to leave the house to meet my best friend. I am that kind of a lazy person. And then I come here and write about it, and I’m even too lazy to think about a normal subject.
what is wrong with me??
I need a caramel Machiatto.
Geez, I’m not making any sense.
This is wrong. I’m going to post some photos now. Excuse me.
Red eyes, caffeine supply, hundreds of written pages and nights unslept. Yap, it’s exams time again. Tomorrow it’s the start and we finish in two weeks. Five subjects, five test-papers and I can only hope for the best.
Tonight I am finished and I’ve done all I can for the tomorrow paper. Of course, otherwise I wouldn’t be here.
Point is… I wanted to share some music with you.
Easy. Because music is the best way to relax, to spend three minutes away from all the stress and just enjoy a good song. Even Plato says:
Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything.
Between my personal favourites are Mika, Muse, Coldplay, Maroon 5, Arctic Monkeys and such. I’m sure you’ve all heard of them, but it’s my duty to formally introduce you to the music that touches my soul.
Okay, so if you are reading this post you need to know I am a huge, huge fan of Sherlock ( BBC series and books). I know it’s ‘just a tv-show’ as the sane people call it, but, slowly it became an unhealthy obsession and I started guiding my life after what they say, and taking their every word as fact. For instance:
– I see but I do not observe.
– Basically everyone’s stupid.
– Brainy is the new sexy.
– Family is all we have in the end.
– Friends protect people.
– A disguise is always a self portrait.
– The memory is like an attic with finite space- False.
Or so said our psychology teacher. Of course, hearing that, it sort of destroys my thinking. So obviously I did some research. Apparently there are theories and theories. Some say it’s finite some disagree. According to my text book, there has not yet been discovered where is exactly our memory is. It’s not in our head, as most believe, most likely in our DNA. However, I tend to believe that the more useless information you gather you lose a bit of information you had previously gained, although not seizable.
Well, this had been some serious post.
To end in a good note, I propose to you a little mind exercise to put those lazy neurons to work:
Which day is 2 days before the day that follows immediate the day which is 3 days before the day that is 2 days after the day that is right before Friday?
Have fun, and drop a response in the comment box bellow and I’ll answer in two days. 🙂
Note: My obsession to Sherlock is not /that/ unhealthy. Yet.
Every day, I go to school with the bus and return with the subway. So, I spend a fair amount of time in the public transport. (a very good way to understand the cruelty of people since an early age.)
Surviving such a ride, you need to have grown up in these, or respect a few basic rules:
1. Not ever will you catch a free sit. If they happen to exist, however, you need to let everyone else have them, otherwise you are just another example of a rebellious, uneducated teenager.
2. If you happen to receive an elbow in your stomach, don’t give up! It happens often, you’ll slowly get used to the pain.
3. You must, MUST keep your schoolbag in your hand, not on your back. The fact that your arm is broken and hurting is not anyone’s problem.
4. Do at all time listen to your music without earphones on. People love to hear your delightful taste in music.
5. Feel free to eat McDonalds products, as the smell does not do any damage to our hungry stomachs.
Of course, this rules are flexible and everyone behaves originally, based on natural instincts.
Seriously, though, if you have a car, use it! Avoid smells and crowds and crazy people talking politics. It’s soo much easier…
Today I couldn’t wake up. I knew I should but the bed looked so much cozier than outside. After some time, though I started to feel guilty for not waking up, and weird dreams were starting so I opened my sleepy eyes. Fuck! Snow again. Why do you never come for Christmas? So, freezing and sleepy I prepared for school. Thanks to mom, and to the snow storm outside I am not going to school today. So, I am happy.,…oh this is so lame. Just wanted to thank the annoying snow outside for closing our school. Finally you did a good job. Keep the storms coming 🙂