I look at other kids who say they hate their parents and I'm disgusted. Their parents are the ones who raised them up and made them who they are today, yet they're not grateful of their presence.
I know what it feels like to lose the people you are closest to. I know that I shouldn't feel unthankful for the family I have. But my aunties from my dad's side... I just don't know what their problem is. Why they like to interfere with my life.. they tell me to do ridiculous things, and advice me on how I can be a "better person" yet they have a log in their own eye.
Friday, August 19, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
I just don't understand people.
We are all one and the same, we are all the same species.
Animals might kill one another to fight for territory or whatever, but we humans aren't allowed to kill.. but there is still that hate.
Hate between races, hate between gender, hate between families, everything.
The human nature of looking down upon those who are different, those who are poorer, envy, revenge, anger, unforgiving, grudging, etc.
My only uncle, my aunties' only younger brother is sick. He has a tumor on one of his liver. I haven't known him for long. The last time I met him was 3 years ago, but it felt like I've known him for ages. He's one of my favourite siblings of my dad.
He remarried with a native Indonesian, and now has 3 really young kids, I think the oldest is 12, and the youngest is 3 and a half. I just went to visit them and after that my dad said to me, "Look at your uncle, his children are still so young, feel sorry for them. The youngest doesn't understand anything yet."
I know. When my mother was diagnosed with cancer, I was 5 years old, and I didn't understand anything either. When I was a bit older I remember getting a pamphlet that said, "My mummy has cancer." I don't know, I felt... special. None of my friends' mums have cancer. Little did I know that it meant my mum was hurting a lot and that soon she was to die.
But my mum still went for treatment, to Singapore, to Australia, chemotherapy, radiotherapy, etc. We could afford it.
My uncle however has just enough money to eat, and to survive. Siblings, being family, having the same blood should care about one another right, of course they would help their brother when he's in need of money. Even one of my aunts who's not wealthy either still contributed a lot, because she cares about his brother, and wants him to get better no matter the cost.
Money can't guarantee health, but anything is worth a try right. You never know unless you try. There is no cost for the human life.
Yet, two of my aunts would still not speak to my uncle. One of them has donated a small amount, together with his first wife, but the other, probably the richest of the siblings has not. They don't get along well with my uncle, because he remarried, with a native Indonesian.
Those two are obviously racist. My family is of Chinese heritage, and yeah, growing up, we're taught to stay away from them, because they treat us differently and there was one year where the Chinese are attacked and so I guess we don't feel safe around them either. But does it matter now your own brother is sick.
When my grandfather, their father, was gravely ill, they also refused to see him. Because he too remarried with a native Indonesian.
I just don't understand how they could be like that, they are from his blood, and he had worked hard to raise them, put them into school, university. They have become who they are because of him. Yet, there then grows this hatred because he remarried someone who is not of the same coloured skin.
My dad remarried. I HATE his new wife. Not because she is of different coloured skin, however, she's Chinese. She's just really dumb and ugly, and I have never wanted a stepmum, it doesn't matter if we are of the same race, it doesn't matter who my dad marries, I will never like his new wife.
But I still love my dad very much.
I just don't understand...life.
We are all one and the same, we are all the same species.
Animals might kill one another to fight for territory or whatever, but we humans aren't allowed to kill.. but there is still that hate.
Hate between races, hate between gender, hate between families, everything.
The human nature of looking down upon those who are different, those who are poorer, envy, revenge, anger, unforgiving, grudging, etc.
My only uncle, my aunties' only younger brother is sick. He has a tumor on one of his liver. I haven't known him for long. The last time I met him was 3 years ago, but it felt like I've known him for ages. He's one of my favourite siblings of my dad.
He remarried with a native Indonesian, and now has 3 really young kids, I think the oldest is 12, and the youngest is 3 and a half. I just went to visit them and after that my dad said to me, "Look at your uncle, his children are still so young, feel sorry for them. The youngest doesn't understand anything yet."
I know. When my mother was diagnosed with cancer, I was 5 years old, and I didn't understand anything either. When I was a bit older I remember getting a pamphlet that said, "My mummy has cancer." I don't know, I felt... special. None of my friends' mums have cancer. Little did I know that it meant my mum was hurting a lot and that soon she was to die.
But my mum still went for treatment, to Singapore, to Australia, chemotherapy, radiotherapy, etc. We could afford it.
My uncle however has just enough money to eat, and to survive. Siblings, being family, having the same blood should care about one another right, of course they would help their brother when he's in need of money. Even one of my aunts who's not wealthy either still contributed a lot, because she cares about his brother, and wants him to get better no matter the cost.
Money can't guarantee health, but anything is worth a try right. You never know unless you try. There is no cost for the human life.
Yet, two of my aunts would still not speak to my uncle. One of them has donated a small amount, together with his first wife, but the other, probably the richest of the siblings has not. They don't get along well with my uncle, because he remarried, with a native Indonesian.
Those two are obviously racist. My family is of Chinese heritage, and yeah, growing up, we're taught to stay away from them, because they treat us differently and there was one year where the Chinese are attacked and so I guess we don't feel safe around them either. But does it matter now your own brother is sick.
When my grandfather, their father, was gravely ill, they also refused to see him. Because he too remarried with a native Indonesian.
I just don't understand how they could be like that, they are from his blood, and he had worked hard to raise them, put them into school, university. They have become who they are because of him. Yet, there then grows this hatred because he remarried someone who is not of the same coloured skin.
My dad remarried. I HATE his new wife. Not because she is of different coloured skin, however, she's Chinese. She's just really dumb and ugly, and I have never wanted a stepmum, it doesn't matter if we are of the same race, it doesn't matter who my dad marries, I will never like his new wife.
But I still love my dad very much.
I just don't understand...life.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
meh
When people tell me things to help make me feel better, I appreciate it, and I would say, "Thanks."
But then they say, "That's alright. I've gone through a lot myself so I know."
I feel like asking them "what have you gone through exactly? More than I have?
Because I have gone through a lot.
Life's sufferings isn't a competition, I'm not being competitive, but honestly, it hurts to see them say they've suffered a lot, compared to what I have suffered? A lot?
And they say that I am strong, because of what I've experienced. But I'm not. I still weep and cry. I'm not strong enough to just get up and shake things off straight away.
Monday, July 4, 2011
what makes me happy
- flowers
- starry night
- star gazing
- climbing trees and enjoying the view
- internet
- strawberries
- music
- singing
- rafael nadal
- arsenal
- robin van persie
- how rafael nadal is an arsenal fan
- arshavin's expressions
- arshavin
- freddie ljungberg
- bernard tomic
- would i lie to you
- david mitchell
- rob brydon
- jimmy carr
- qi
- alan davies
- jimmy carr
- daffodils
- tulips
- hydrangeas
- roses
- hyacinths
- rainbow lorikeets
- rosellas
- 22 degrees c weather- not too hot not too cold
- summer nights
- how ian poulter is an arsenal fan
- scarborough fair by simon & garfunkel
- mumford and sons
- two door cinema club
- novi my cat
- sheldon from big bang theory
- how i met your mother
- friends the show
- rainbows
- sound of rain gently dripping down my window
- m&ms
- pretty pictures
- tamarillos
- being together with my brother and father
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Am I a goldfish trying to climb a tree?
Is it too far fetched?
"Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid." - Albert Einstein
I don't know. People around me think I'm stupid, and that I won't even be able to finish year 12 this year. In knowing this, I'm starting to doubt myself too!
I remember when I was young I had ALWAYS wanted to be a lawyer, and that I want to be a Harvard Law School graduate.
Now is the time to start preparing to apply to universities, and I know of many of my friends who are applying to Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Oxford, Cambridge, etc.
Just these recent years I'd already started doubting myself.
When someone ask what I want to do, I'd say "Law.... but I know it'd be difficult to get into."
it's like I have no self-esteem, like I don't even believe that I am capable to get into Law.
Maybe it's the OCD- all this worrying. It's really frustrating, I just want to be normal again. I have enough to deal with and I hate everything.
Anyway seeing some of my friends apply to those top universities, I want to be able to get into Harvard too. That's been my dream since I was little. I have the chance to apply, why not now that I'm right in front of it.
I asked my dad his opinion on me applying to Harvard and he sort of raised his tone.
He lectured me on how when I was 14, I moved to Surabaya, to live on my own, and then only after a semester I didn't want to go there anymore. So I am fickle. And if he had paid the expensive enrollment and everything to go to a top university and then only after a semester I change my mind, he'll have no more money.
And then he said- but then you don't even know if you're going to be accepted or not.
(I felt as if he was implying that I'm not capable enough to get accepted- and this made me sort of doubt myself too- am I a goldfish trying to climb a tree? I am definitely not the smartest person in my high school there are way more people who are better than me at everything in my school, but I've always been ambitious.)
Do I walk away from my childhood dreams because people doubt me? I've always said that you have to think big to be big and great, you are what you believe, but now I'm starting to doubt myself too.
"Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid." - Albert Einstein
I don't know. People around me think I'm stupid, and that I won't even be able to finish year 12 this year. In knowing this, I'm starting to doubt myself too!
I remember when I was young I had ALWAYS wanted to be a lawyer, and that I want to be a Harvard Law School graduate.
Now is the time to start preparing to apply to universities, and I know of many of my friends who are applying to Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Oxford, Cambridge, etc.
Just these recent years I'd already started doubting myself.
When someone ask what I want to do, I'd say "Law.... but I know it'd be difficult to get into."
it's like I have no self-esteem, like I don't even believe that I am capable to get into Law.
Maybe it's the OCD- all this worrying. It's really frustrating, I just want to be normal again. I have enough to deal with and I hate everything.
Anyway seeing some of my friends apply to those top universities, I want to be able to get into Harvard too. That's been my dream since I was little. I have the chance to apply, why not now that I'm right in front of it.
I asked my dad his opinion on me applying to Harvard and he sort of raised his tone.
He lectured me on how when I was 14, I moved to Surabaya, to live on my own, and then only after a semester I didn't want to go there anymore. So I am fickle. And if he had paid the expensive enrollment and everything to go to a top university and then only after a semester I change my mind, he'll have no more money.
And then he said- but then you don't even know if you're going to be accepted or not.
(I felt as if he was implying that I'm not capable enough to get accepted- and this made me sort of doubt myself too- am I a goldfish trying to climb a tree? I am definitely not the smartest person in my high school there are way more people who are better than me at everything in my school, but I've always been ambitious.)
Do I walk away from my childhood dreams because people doubt me? I've always said that you have to think big to be big and great, you are what you believe, but now I'm starting to doubt myself too.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
MAHATMA MOHANDAS GANDHI
was an activist against violence.
What did he do to stop violence?
Starve himself.
I see that as attracting attention to oneself.
I find it strange how he was able to stop the violence by doing that.
And starving himself is just stupid.
There are people in Africa who are starving. They are starving because they do not have food to eat.
Mohandas Gandhi was given food, but he refused to eat it.
Honestly, that's not being grateful for what you have, is it.
That's a pretty childish thing to do.
Having lived in South Africa, I think he should know better, seeing the people on the streets starving. But then again, he didn't really like the African race. He believed the white race was the most superior race.
"Be the change you want to see in the world" was what he said. That's hypocritical considering he starved himself when he had food, does he want to see everyone in the world starving themselves so they can get attention and get what they want.
Like 2 year olds, they cry, attracting attention to themselves so they can get whatever they please.
I believe you have to do something bold to change the world, you have to step away from your comforts, step away from attracting attention to yourself. Be modest, be humble. "Egotism is the anesthetic that dulls the pain of stupidity." (quote by Frank Leahy)
Anyway who am I to say, I haven't done anything. People don't know who I am, lots of people dislike me.
Mohandas Gandhi, on the other hand, at least, most people think that he's done something good for the world.
What did he do to stop violence?
Starve himself.
I see that as attracting attention to oneself.
I find it strange how he was able to stop the violence by doing that.
And starving himself is just stupid.
There are people in Africa who are starving. They are starving because they do not have food to eat.
Mohandas Gandhi was given food, but he refused to eat it.
Honestly, that's not being grateful for what you have, is it.
That's a pretty childish thing to do.
Having lived in South Africa, I think he should know better, seeing the people on the streets starving. But then again, he didn't really like the African race. He believed the white race was the most superior race.
"Be the change you want to see in the world" was what he said. That's hypocritical considering he starved himself when he had food, does he want to see everyone in the world starving themselves so they can get attention and get what they want.
Like 2 year olds, they cry, attracting attention to themselves so they can get whatever they please.
I believe you have to do something bold to change the world, you have to step away from your comforts, step away from attracting attention to yourself. Be modest, be humble. "Egotism is the anesthetic that dulls the pain of stupidity." (quote by Frank Leahy)
Anyway who am I to say, I haven't done anything. People don't know who I am, lots of people dislike me.
Mohandas Gandhi, on the other hand, at least, most people think that he's done something good for the world.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Dead Poets Society
This morning I watched 'Dead Poets Society' to cheer myself up (I was getting really upset over a biology midyear exam that I did where I didn't get to finish 11 marks worth...)
It's an amazing movie and I'm so glad I watched it, and it left me inspired.
I had never been a fan of poetry/poems, but this movie was about so much more than that.
Carpe diem- seize the day, but also be cautious. Some things are not worth worrying over, just do it. Overcome your fears. And stand up for what you believe in. In the end, Ethan Hawke's character, Todd Anderson, did end up literally standing up for the truth, and he overcame his fear of speaking out loud.
And just be yourself.
I do highly recommend everyone to watch this.
It's an amazing movie and I'm so glad I watched it, and it left me inspired.
I had never been a fan of poetry/poems, but this movie was about so much more than that.
And just be yourself.
"You must strive to find your own voice. Because the longer you wait to begin, the less likely you are to find it at all. Thoreau said, "Most men lead lives of quiet desperation." Don't be resigned to that. Break out!"
I do highly recommend everyone to watch this.
“But only in their dreams can men be truly free. ‘Twas always thus, and always thus will be.”
— Mr. Keating - Dead Poets Society
“Truth is like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold. You push it, stretch it, it’ll never be enough. Kick at it, beat it, it’ll never cover any of us. From the moment we enter crying, to the moment we leave dying, it’ll just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream.”
— Todd Anderson - Dead Poets Society
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Stop questioning, just smile- part II
WHY IS THAT PERSON SO LUCKY
THAT STUCK UP MEAN GIRL GOT INTO AN IVY LEAGUE UNIVERSITY
WHAT IS THE MEANING OF LIFE
I CAN NEVER DO ANYTHING RIGHT
EVERYONE HATES ME
THAT STUCK UP MEAN GIRL GOT INTO AN IVY LEAGUE UNIVERSITY
WHAT IS THE MEANING OF LIFE
I CAN NEVER DO ANYTHING RIGHT
EVERYONE HATES ME
Stop questioning, just smile
That's what I gotta do.
I question, and I think WAY too much.
Only bringing stress upon myself.
What's the point of questioning if you're not going to get an answer
What's the point of thinking if you're not a philosopher and you're not gonna get paid
You can't change the world by thinking and questioning, but you CAN change it by SMILING.
By smiling, you share your happiness to others, when people see you smile, they smile too.
You can light up the world if you smile.
And you'll feel better too.
TOP 10 REASONS TO SMILE! From http://longevity.about.com/od/lifelongbeauty/tp/smiling.htm
And in the words of Charlie Chaplain and Michael Jackson-
"You'll find that life is still worthwhile, if you just smile" :)
I question, and I think WAY too much.
Only bringing stress upon myself.
What's the point of questioning if you're not going to get an answer
What's the point of thinking if you're not a philosopher and you're not gonna get paid
You can't change the world by thinking and questioning, but you CAN change it by SMILING.
By smiling, you share your happiness to others, when people see you smile, they smile too.
You can light up the world if you smile.
And you'll feel better too.
TOP 10 REASONS TO SMILE! From http://longevity.about.com/od/lifelongbeauty/tp/smiling.htm
1. Smiling Makes Us Attractive
We are drawn to people who smile. There is an attraction factor. We want to know a smiling person and figure out what is so good. Frowns, scowls and grimaces all push people away -- but a smile draws them in.
2. Smiling Changes Our Mood
Next time you are feeling down, try putting on a smile. There's a good chance you mood will change for the better. Smiling can trick the body into helping you change your mood.3. Smiling Is Contagious
When someone is smiling they lighten up the room, change the moods of others, and make things happier. A smiling person brings happiness with them. Smile lots and you will draw people to you.4. Smiling Relieves Stress
Stress can really show up in our faces. Smiling helps to prevent us from looking tired, worn down, and overwhelmed. When you are stressed, take time to put on a smile. The stress should be reduced and you'll be better able to take action.5. Smiling Boosts Your Immune System
Smiling helps the immune system to work better. When you smile, immune function improves possibly because you are more relaxed. Prevent the flu and colds by smiling.6. Smiling Lowers Your Blood Pressure
When you smile, there is a measurable reduction in your blood pressure. Give it a try if you have a blood pressure monitor at home. Sit for a few minutes, take a reading. Then smile for a minute and take another reading while still smiling. Do you notice a difference?7. Smiling Releases Endorphins, Natural Pain Killers and Serotonin
Studies have shown that smiling releases endorphins, natural pain killers, and serotonin. Together these three make us feel good. Smiling is a natural drug.8. Smiling Lifts the Face and Makes You Look Younger
The muscles we use to smile lift the face, making a person appear younger. Don't go for a face lift, just try smiling your way through the day -- you'll look younger and feel better.9. Smiling Makes You Seem Successful
Smiling people appear more confident, are more likely to be promoted, and more likely to be approached. Put on a smile at meetings and appointments and people will react to you differently.10. Smiling Helps You Stay Positive
Try this test: Smile. Now try to think of something negative without losing the smile. It's hard. When we smile our body is sending the rest of us a message that "Life is Good!" Stay away from depression, stress and worry by smiling.
And in the words of Charlie Chaplain and Michael Jackson-
"You'll find that life is still worthwhile, if you just smile" :)
Bruno Mars
When I see your face
There's not a thing that I could change
Cause I am not
A plastic surgeon
Why wouldn't you just shove the person away from the grenade, instead of 'catching it'?
There's not a thing that I could change
Cause I am not
A plastic surgeon
Why wouldn't you just shove the person away from the grenade, instead of 'catching it'?
Sunday, May 29, 2011
I want to get to know you, but I don't know how to.
I go to an all girls school, I don't know how to act around guys.
I am naturally an awkward person, even with my closest friends I'm always awkward, can you imagine how even more awkward I was when I tried to start talking to him...
Our formal was this Friday, my dad asked if any of my friends were taking any guys, and how I didn't. And he talked about how he was like me. In High School he was probably the only guy in his group of friends who didn't have a girlfriend. But I told him that after he was patient, he found my mum, and she has to be the prettiest and the nicest person ever!
I guess from that I learnt that you have to be patient, sometimes. Good things come when you wait.
My brother's getting married at the end of this year, I'm pretty much left lonely in the family. My dad and the stepmum, my brother and his new wife. My dad said that I should find someone, but I go to an all girls school I don't even know any guys! Even moreso, I don't know how to act around them!
And a few years ago, my cousin and I were describing our "dream guys", our "Mr. Right", I described it to her and she said: "You'd have to search all over the world to find that guy!" I guess because my description was very specific and yeah it is probably really hard to find such a person/unrealistic.
BUT, only a few months after, I found him. I didn't know at first, but I don't know what, a few days later something struck me. He fitted most of my description perfectly. There are some things that I still don't know about him though... so I don't know if he is exactly 100% of my definition of perfect.
I always think to myself, what is love, love sucks, I don't know how to love, I don't need to love. But just with being left lonely in my family, and just hearing my friends talk about how they're so much happier, etc. I kinda WANT to be in love.
That guy has probably forgotten me, but whatever. I just want someone who you can turn to when you're feeling down and he'll always be there for you. It shouldn't matter if I'm an awkward person and sometimes what I say doesn't make sense, he should understand me.
Idk, idk. ~Love~ is a really weird thing I don't understand, but I want to learn about what it is. I want to understand ~love~.
I am naturally an awkward person, even with my closest friends I'm always awkward, can you imagine how even more awkward I was when I tried to start talking to him...
Our formal was this Friday, my dad asked if any of my friends were taking any guys, and how I didn't. And he talked about how he was like me. In High School he was probably the only guy in his group of friends who didn't have a girlfriend. But I told him that after he was patient, he found my mum, and she has to be the prettiest and the nicest person ever!
I guess from that I learnt that you have to be patient, sometimes. Good things come when you wait.
My brother's getting married at the end of this year, I'm pretty much left lonely in the family. My dad and the stepmum, my brother and his new wife. My dad said that I should find someone, but I go to an all girls school I don't even know any guys! Even moreso, I don't know how to act around them!
And a few years ago, my cousin and I were describing our "dream guys", our "Mr. Right", I described it to her and she said: "You'd have to search all over the world to find that guy!" I guess because my description was very specific and yeah it is probably really hard to find such a person/unrealistic.
BUT, only a few months after, I found him. I didn't know at first, but I don't know what, a few days later something struck me. He fitted most of my description perfectly. There are some things that I still don't know about him though... so I don't know if he is exactly 100% of my definition of perfect.
I always think to myself, what is love, love sucks, I don't know how to love, I don't need to love. But just with being left lonely in my family, and just hearing my friends talk about how they're so much happier, etc. I kinda WANT to be in love.
That guy has probably forgotten me, but whatever. I just want someone who you can turn to when you're feeling down and he'll always be there for you. It shouldn't matter if I'm an awkward person and sometimes what I say doesn't make sense, he should understand me.
Idk, idk. ~Love~ is a really weird thing I don't understand, but I want to learn about what it is. I want to understand ~love~.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Think before you say
People should think about what they say or even type before letting it out/sending it.
People have to stop and think about how the person at the other end will feel upon receiving what was said to them.
You can't say to someone you don't even know. Someone on Tumblr or Twitter- "you're ugly." because you don't know if that person is insecure and she has depression because she really cares about how people see her.
You can't say to someone "you're dumb" because you don't know that that person has tried all her best to study but just can't get anything in.
It doesn't matter who the person is. It doesn't matter if you're a random person who has nothing better to do or you are Stephen Hawking, a world renowned physicist.
He said that there is no heaven, and that people only believe that because they fear death.
What does he know. No one living at the moment knows if there is a heaven or not. Yes, he is smart, but he's never died and gone back to life again. He does not know. And yes, there is the freedom of speech, he does have the right to say whatever he wants but he should really think about how his statement would make people like me feel.
I have lost many people close to me. I truly believe there is a heaven, and I truly believe that I would meet them again some day, one day.
On Twitter both 'Stephen Hawking' and '#disrespectful' were trending so I tweeted 'Stephen Hawking's statement is #disrespectful. I'm offended.'. And some stupid person whose username is "davetheatheist" replied, asking me "Why are you offended by the truth? #atheism"
And so I said: Truth doesn't offend me. Stephen Hawking's prevarication does. and he goes on to reply
"There wasn't anything false about what he said. There is no heaven. There is no God. Simple as that. Just truth."
I replied:
Your "truth" is different to my "truth". Please leave me alone now.
and he still wouldn't leave me alone!
"Truth is objective. Our truths are the same. Let's not pretend you're a relativist."
to which I replied saying "You know nothing about me." and blocked him.
The fact that he wastes this time by searching through the tracked tags and replying to people who don't share the same views as he does and replies to them and adding the tag #atheism is really sad. By tagging #atheism is he trying to promote it and get people to convert to it? Atheism isn't a religion. And I was of course offended, he does not know anything about me and no one should ever start arguing with me because they will later regret the consequences.
Basically, what I'm saying is- yes there is the freedom of speech but you have got to think about people's feelings before you say anything. You don't know anyone, how they feel, what they've been through, etc. You wouldn't stab someone in the heart for no reason, other than self defense if your life is at risk. And so you shouldn't say hurtful things on the internet or in real life because that is the same as stabbing someone in the heart, and you have no reason to do so.
People have to stop and think about how the person at the other end will feel upon receiving what was said to them.
You can't say to someone you don't even know. Someone on Tumblr or Twitter- "you're ugly." because you don't know if that person is insecure and she has depression because she really cares about how people see her.
You can't say to someone "you're dumb" because you don't know that that person has tried all her best to study but just can't get anything in.
It doesn't matter who the person is. It doesn't matter if you're a random person who has nothing better to do or you are Stephen Hawking, a world renowned physicist.
He said that there is no heaven, and that people only believe that because they fear death.
What does he know. No one living at the moment knows if there is a heaven or not. Yes, he is smart, but he's never died and gone back to life again. He does not know. And yes, there is the freedom of speech, he does have the right to say whatever he wants but he should really think about how his statement would make people like me feel.
I have lost many people close to me. I truly believe there is a heaven, and I truly believe that I would meet them again some day, one day.
On Twitter both 'Stephen Hawking' and '#disrespectful' were trending so I tweeted 'Stephen Hawking's statement is #disrespectful. I'm offended.'. And some stupid person whose username is "davetheatheist" replied, asking me "Why are you offended by the truth? #atheism"
And so I said: Truth doesn't offend me. Stephen Hawking's prevarication does. and he goes on to reply
"There wasn't anything false about what he said. There is no heaven. There is no God. Simple as that. Just truth."
I replied:
Your "truth" is different to my "truth". Please leave me alone now.
and he still wouldn't leave me alone!
"Truth is objective. Our truths are the same. Let's not pretend you're a relativist."
to which I replied saying "You know nothing about me." and blocked him.
The fact that he wastes this time by searching through the tracked tags and replying to people who don't share the same views as he does and replies to them and adding the tag #atheism is really sad. By tagging #atheism is he trying to promote it and get people to convert to it? Atheism isn't a religion. And I was of course offended, he does not know anything about me and no one should ever start arguing with me because they will later regret the consequences.
Basically, what I'm saying is- yes there is the freedom of speech but you have got to think about people's feelings before you say anything. You don't know anyone, how they feel, what they've been through, etc. You wouldn't stab someone in the heart for no reason, other than self defense if your life is at risk. And so you shouldn't say hurtful things on the internet or in real life because that is the same as stabbing someone in the heart, and you have no reason to do so.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Sometimes people randomly compliment you, for random things.
But they are so random and strange that you think about them after a while
and then it makes you happy again.
Compliments leave an impact to you, they make your day just that little bit brighter
and even more so when they're random, things that you wouldn't even think of being complimented for. Whereas usual compliments sometimes just makes you smile for that short time then you forget about it.
Strange compliments however, you think about it for a while, because you're left to wonder, 'wow, really? why did you just compliment me for that?'
Today I was packing up my bags to go home because I had free periods, so my locker was opened then my friends saw my mug, it was pink and it was a birthday present from my primary school friends- I rarely ever used it, so I brought it to school- since the Year 12s have a common room where we can make coffee, tea, milo, etc.
Anyway, my friends complimented me saying how nice my mug was and how they like it. So I thanked them, but now after a few hours, I'm still left pondering, 'is my mug really that nice?' making me think of seeing it in a different light- I appreciated the present from my friends, but it was never my favourite mug.
And then remembering how my friends compliment me for such little random things makes me happy and feel grateful for having such wonderful friends.
It's the little things. :)
- 2 March 2011
But they are so random and strange that you think about them after a while
and then it makes you happy again.
Compliments leave an impact to you, they make your day just that little bit brighter
and even more so when they're random, things that you wouldn't even think of being complimented for. Whereas usual compliments sometimes just makes you smile for that short time then you forget about it.
Strange compliments however, you think about it for a while, because you're left to wonder, 'wow, really? why did you just compliment me for that?'
Today I was packing up my bags to go home because I had free periods, so my locker was opened then my friends saw my mug, it was pink and it was a birthday present from my primary school friends- I rarely ever used it, so I brought it to school- since the Year 12s have a common room where we can make coffee, tea, milo, etc.
Anyway, my friends complimented me saying how nice my mug was and how they like it. So I thanked them, but now after a few hours, I'm still left pondering, 'is my mug really that nice?' making me think of seeing it in a different light- I appreciated the present from my friends, but it was never my favourite mug.
And then remembering how my friends compliment me for such little random things makes me happy and feel grateful for having such wonderful friends.
It's the little things. :)
- 2 March 2011
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