Go enjoy a scary movie or go trick-or-treating.
I'll post up something soon; when something pops up into my mind.
Friday, October 30, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Today's topic:
Studying.
Since Sabrina asked me to, or more like I asked her to tell me a "serious" topic.
You see, I can never be serious (hence the new-and-improved-wannabe-serious-blog), as you can see from my old blog.
Alright, back to the main topic now.
Studying.
Basically, the main point of studying is to get a good job, earn good money, live life to the fullest and die peacefully.
You earn money to spend it. You spend it by going on vacations, spend on luxuries, a piece of chocolate, the dress you've been eyeing on since last week.
Studying hard gets you to a good place in life. You earn a bigass sum of money, and you enjoy.
Many students would groan when they wake up in the morning, thinking, "Urgh, it's another shitty day at school. Why must we go to school anyway?"
Well, foolish little children, we go to school to get jobs!
As you see, the world revolves around money. You can't live without money, you can't eat without money (unless if you want to feed on raw grass and trashcans), you won't have shelter without money. And you won't have clothes, so you'd be butt nekkid without money.
Let's start off with you as just a little embryo.
When you're complete, you pop out from your mom's belly.
Everyone showers you with gifts.
As a child, you are pampered. You always throw tantrums when mom says you can't buy that Beanie Baby to add to your already exploding toybox.
You start kindergarten. It's really fun, 'cause you're learning the alphabet and playing games.
Then you go to primary school. Getting boring, because you're learning sentences and calculations.
After primary school, secondary school. You are bombarded with math equations, essays, and homework.
You start to complain.
You start saying, "I don't want to go to school today."
Your mom starts nagging you more, and you get annoyed so easily; and it just makes you want to give up on life.
However, you do all this to get a secured future.
A better life, for you and all of your future family members.
Food for them to eat, a house for them to stay.
Because that's what your parents did to have what they have now.
Your parents went through what you went through, and they are older and wiser to know what's right and wrong.
In conclusion, studying is important, people.
That's why I'm such a nerd.
Since Sabrina asked me to, or more like I asked her to tell me a "serious" topic.
You see, I can never be serious (hence the new-and-improved-wannabe-serious-blog), as you can see from my old blog.
Alright, back to the main topic now.
Studying.
Basically, the main point of studying is to get a good job, earn good money, live life to the fullest and die peacefully.
You earn money to spend it. You spend it by going on vacations, spend on luxuries, a piece of chocolate, the dress you've been eyeing on since last week.
Studying hard gets you to a good place in life. You earn a bigass sum of money, and you enjoy.
Many students would groan when they wake up in the morning, thinking, "Urgh, it's another shitty day at school. Why must we go to school anyway?"
Well, foolish little children, we go to school to get jobs!
As you see, the world revolves around money. You can't live without money, you can't eat without money (unless if you want to feed on raw grass and trashcans), you won't have shelter without money. And you won't have clothes, so you'd be butt nekkid without money.
Let's start off with you as just a little embryo.
When you're complete, you pop out from your mom's belly.
Everyone showers you with gifts.
As a child, you are pampered. You always throw tantrums when mom says you can't buy that Beanie Baby to add to your already exploding toybox.
You start kindergarten. It's really fun, 'cause you're learning the alphabet and playing games.
Then you go to primary school. Getting boring, because you're learning sentences and calculations.
After primary school, secondary school. You are bombarded with math equations, essays, and homework.
You start to complain.
You start saying, "I don't want to go to school today."
Your mom starts nagging you more, and you get annoyed so easily; and it just makes you want to give up on life.
However, you do all this to get a secured future.
A better life, for you and all of your future family members.
Food for them to eat, a house for them to stay.
Because that's what your parents did to have what they have now.
Your parents went through what you went through, and they are older and wiser to know what's right and wrong.
In conclusion, studying is important, people.
That's why I'm such a nerd.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Did you ever wonder?
How can we dream?
Well, I've always wondered, and that always led me to sleepless nights.
I'd keep questioning myself, "How in the world can we just get these images in our heads, and feel what we feel in our dreams?"
And when I keep asking myself more and more questions, and it just leads to the question, "Where do we go when we die?"
Gosh, how it just gives me a huge-ass headache when I think of it.
Different people have different views on this.
For the dreaming question, some people say that it's your spirit going out of your body, to play.
Some people say it's some scientific stuff, something to do with your brains.. or something like that, I don't know.
Thinking about brains just reminds me of dolphins. Why can their brains be half-awake while they're sleeping? Damn unfair alright. If I had a dolphin brain, I would use it to half-study while I half-sleep! Hmph!
On the other hand, the death question.. well. Nobody actually died for a few days and got back alive and running to tell the story.
Okay, fine, people have gone into comas, but it's either they see themselves face-to-face, or blank, nothing, nada.
I've seen a program on E! Entertainment, something like 13 Celebrity Near-Death Experiences.
One particular celebrity (I forgot who, sorry) said that when he/she went into a coma, there was this force pulling away and all that.
But that could be either a real thing, or it's a plain old publicity stunt.
You know those celebrities -lah.
Anyhow, it all ends up to what a person thinks; we won't know until we really do die.
Short post tonight, because I have to go to bed; school tomorrow.
Well, I've always wondered, and that always led me to sleepless nights.
I'd keep questioning myself, "How in the world can we just get these images in our heads, and feel what we feel in our dreams?"
And when I keep asking myself more and more questions, and it just leads to the question, "Where do we go when we die?"
Gosh, how it just gives me a huge-ass headache when I think of it.
Different people have different views on this.
For the dreaming question, some people say that it's your spirit going out of your body, to play.
Some people say it's some scientific stuff, something to do with your brains.. or something like that, I don't know.
Thinking about brains just reminds me of dolphins. Why can their brains be half-awake while they're sleeping? Damn unfair alright. If I had a dolphin brain, I would use it to half-study while I half-sleep! Hmph!
On the other hand, the death question.. well. Nobody actually died for a few days and got back alive and running to tell the story.
Okay, fine, people have gone into comas, but it's either they see themselves face-to-face, or blank, nothing, nada.
I've seen a program on E! Entertainment, something like 13 Celebrity Near-Death Experiences.
One particular celebrity (I forgot who, sorry) said that when he/she went into a coma, there was this force pulling away and all that.
But that could be either a real thing, or it's a plain old publicity stunt.
You know those celebrities -lah.
Anyhow, it all ends up to what a person thinks; we won't know until we really do die.
Short post tonight, because I have to go to bed; school tomorrow.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
It's about time.
I haven't been blogging for a while, on my old blog; hantumilo.blogspot.com.
I've decided to start a new blog, because I am never serious in blogging at my old blog; I've just gotten plain tired.
I also never changed the blog URL since 2007, which is when I started blogging. 2007, that's almost 3 years! Anyhow, hantumilo collected around 300 posts. But most of them consist of 4-sentence posts or bitching-about-somebody posts.
How mature I am, yes?
I created this blog, also because I want to start blogging more seriously, like the current situation and all; not about what about what I did today, because God gave me a lousy memory. I think about something I want to write in school, something really big and awesome-sounding in my brain, but by the time I reach home, I excitedly switch on the computer.
Then obviously, my mind just goes blank when I try to type what I thought of an hour ago. FML.
Also, this blog is to convey my thoughts; what I think about a situation, what I think about the food, etc.
I put the blog URL as deleeberation, because, you know? My name is Jane Lee? DeLEEberation?
Okay, I know I'm lame, but whatever. It took me a while just to find the right word to use.
To you people who don't know what the word "deliberation" means, go Google it. Google/Wikipedia does wonders.
I've decided to start a new blog, because I am never serious in blogging at my old blog; I've just gotten plain tired.
I also never changed the blog URL since 2007, which is when I started blogging. 2007, that's almost 3 years! Anyhow, hantumilo collected around 300 posts. But most of them consist of 4-sentence posts or bitching-about-somebody posts.
How mature I am, yes?
I created this blog, also because I want to start blogging more seriously, like the current situation and all; not about what about what I did today, because God gave me a lousy memory. I think about something I want to write in school, something really big and awesome-sounding in my brain, but by the time I reach home, I excitedly switch on the computer.
Then obviously, my mind just goes blank when I try to type what I thought of an hour ago. FML.
Also, this blog is to convey my thoughts; what I think about a situation, what I think about the food, etc.
I put the blog URL as deleeberation, because, you know? My name is Jane Lee? DeLEEberation?
Okay, I know I'm lame, but whatever. It took me a while just to find the right word to use.
To you people who don't know what the word "deliberation" means, go Google it. Google/Wikipedia does wonders.
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