Today, when I was supposed to be thinking about maths in my maths lesson, my mind began to question the most daunting topic of debates, conversation and imaginations. Life.
Life has so many cheesy metaphors: life is a roller coaster, life is wonderful, love life. But I've always struggled with even defining the word life. Does life begin from the moment of conception? Or before? Or after? How can you truly evaluate how 'good' life is, because, well, life is just life.
Life is the years we spend on this kinda crazy but definitely cool planet. What happens within them, they are merely experiences and lessons. Yet apparently these things 'make' life.
But suppose it's the other way round? That experiences and lessons don't make life, but life makes experiences and lessons? I personally prefer it that way.
This world is one of complete confusion: we know the Pythagoras theory but we don't know how to cure cancer? We know how to use vaccinations but so many people still die from illness like cholera? We know how to balance an equation, but we don't know how to balance our thoughts and emotions so we don't hurt anyone?
But here's the thing. Whatever life is. Whatever makes life. Everybody has to admit that the whole concept of life is mind boggling.
Thursday, 30 January 2014
Wednesday, 29 January 2014
Blog: 4
Today has actually been a really good day!
Today has been a day where I've realised how amazing my friends are. When I started this new school in September, I was so jealous of how comfortable they were around each other, and I wanted to be like them.
And now I actually feel like they're my friends. They make me laugh. They make me cry. They make me dig so much deeper inside myself to get the best. They just made me feel part of the gang and I love them so much.
My friends have made me see I don't need to be smart or clever or pretty or even happy to be friends with them. They've taught me you can only be truly friends with someone if you can be yourself and you feel like you don't have to act around them.
The world feels seriously lonely without my mates, so if any of you are reading this,then THANK YOU for being there, and I love you so very much and this blog is dedicated to you.
Today has been a day where I've realised how amazing my friends are. When I started this new school in September, I was so jealous of how comfortable they were around each other, and I wanted to be like them.
And now I actually feel like they're my friends. They make me laugh. They make me cry. They make me dig so much deeper inside myself to get the best. They just made me feel part of the gang and I love them so much.
My friends have made me see I don't need to be smart or clever or pretty or even happy to be friends with them. They've taught me you can only be truly friends with someone if you can be yourself and you feel like you don't have to act around them.
The world feels seriously lonely without my mates, so if any of you are reading this,then THANK YOU for being there, and I love you so very much and this blog is dedicated to you.
Tuesday, 28 January 2014
Blog:3
Pretty mixed day, not loving school any more than I did yesterday, but something interesting did happen.
In RE, a subject I actually like, I was asked to tell the entire class what my faith was.
This is complicated.
I belong to the Salvation Army: it was where I've been born and raised. My parents work for the Salvation Army, which has kinda made me hate it because it makes me move house every few years to a whole new location as they're appointed to new places to spread the word of God using mission.
However, I still feel like I have a kind of family at the Salvation Army. My closest friends go there, and I really love the music. It's so welcoming; you don't even have to commit to going every single Sunday, and it welcomes your entire family.
It also offers a huge support mechanism, which has got me through some pretty thought times.
So why am I blogging about my faith today? Well, I just wanted to take a moment to say how much I love the Army, it's something I don't do enough.
Salvation Armies are in most areas, so I KNOW you'd always be welcome if you went along even to find out what it does 😊
In RE, a subject I actually like, I was asked to tell the entire class what my faith was.
This is complicated.
I belong to the Salvation Army: it was where I've been born and raised. My parents work for the Salvation Army, which has kinda made me hate it because it makes me move house every few years to a whole new location as they're appointed to new places to spread the word of God using mission.
However, I still feel like I have a kind of family at the Salvation Army. My closest friends go there, and I really love the music. It's so welcoming; you don't even have to commit to going every single Sunday, and it welcomes your entire family.
It also offers a huge support mechanism, which has got me through some pretty thought times.
So why am I blogging about my faith today? Well, I just wanted to take a moment to say how much I love the Army, it's something I don't do enough.
Salvation Armies are in most areas, so I KNOW you'd always be welcome if you went along even to find out what it does 😊
Monday, 27 January 2014
Blog: 2
STRESSED
I am not against teachers or ANYONE working in the education system: I admire them for putting up with some of the idiots that my year holds. But I hate it when they just stress you out for exams so much so that you just end up wanting to skip forward a few years until school is over and you never have to go back.
I'm sorry, but how is that a teacher doing their job correctly? They're supposed to be teaching us moral rights and wrongs and equipping us for our futures. Making us feel like wanting to just run away from school isn't right, no matter how much they care about grades.
I really struggle with maths, as you all know. The numbers jump around and decide to just make my head hurt. Sometimes after a maths lesson I've literally got a headache from thinking so much. There have been times when I've really wanted to just give up completely.
Fortunately, I'm lucky to be blessed with two amazing parents who kept me and my stupid maths grades on track. They taught me that school isn't about maths grades, it's about building blocks that are going to help me in life. They taught me that running away or shutting my mind from anything that's hard is wrong, and I should face everything on with the same smile I wear when I'm facing the results at the end.
Sorry if this isn't making sense, as I previously mentioned, I'm new to blogging. But I guess my message is that no matter how hard anything is, we should never run away from it.
I am not against teachers or ANYONE working in the education system: I admire them for putting up with some of the idiots that my year holds. But I hate it when they just stress you out for exams so much so that you just end up wanting to skip forward a few years until school is over and you never have to go back.
I'm sorry, but how is that a teacher doing their job correctly? They're supposed to be teaching us moral rights and wrongs and equipping us for our futures. Making us feel like wanting to just run away from school isn't right, no matter how much they care about grades.
I really struggle with maths, as you all know. The numbers jump around and decide to just make my head hurt. Sometimes after a maths lesson I've literally got a headache from thinking so much. There have been times when I've really wanted to just give up completely.
Fortunately, I'm lucky to be blessed with two amazing parents who kept me and my stupid maths grades on track. They taught me that school isn't about maths grades, it's about building blocks that are going to help me in life. They taught me that running away or shutting my mind from anything that's hard is wrong, and I should face everything on with the same smile I wear when I'm facing the results at the end.
Sorry if this isn't making sense, as I previously mentioned, I'm new to blogging. But I guess my message is that no matter how hard anything is, we should never run away from it.
Sunday, 26 January 2014
Blog: 1
Hey!!
Soooo, I'm not entirely sure what this blogging lark is all about, but I'm more than willing to give it a go cos hey, it's a new year, right? A perfect time for change and something new.
This time last year major new things started, not all of them good. I changed as a person so much that I would literally ask myself who I was whenever I looked in the mirror. I hurt so many people, including my own parents, particularly my father, and I thought I was unforgivable.
It's taken me a year to change myself yet again, but to somebody more positive. Last year was so hard, this year is probably going to be hard too, but you know what? Bring it on. Because I'm stronger and happier than I've ever been, so surely if there's a time for everything now is the perfect time for me to deal with some serious self reflection, because now I'm strong enough to take it.
I've been into blogs for a while now: I know two people who have done them and I read their blogs whenever I can. I don't really mind if you decide to ignore what I have to say in fact I'd completely understand. I'm a 15 year old girl whose averaging D's in maths and A's in everything else: what on earth would I have to say that might effect anyone?
But I kind of think that's beside the point, I'm just here to sorta rant about what life means to me and to track my progress as I attempt to grow up.
So yeah, enjoy the ride :) (cheesy metaphor, I know)
Soooo, I'm not entirely sure what this blogging lark is all about, but I'm more than willing to give it a go cos hey, it's a new year, right? A perfect time for change and something new.
This time last year major new things started, not all of them good. I changed as a person so much that I would literally ask myself who I was whenever I looked in the mirror. I hurt so many people, including my own parents, particularly my father, and I thought I was unforgivable.
It's taken me a year to change myself yet again, but to somebody more positive. Last year was so hard, this year is probably going to be hard too, but you know what? Bring it on. Because I'm stronger and happier than I've ever been, so surely if there's a time for everything now is the perfect time for me to deal with some serious self reflection, because now I'm strong enough to take it.
I've been into blogs for a while now: I know two people who have done them and I read their blogs whenever I can. I don't really mind if you decide to ignore what I have to say in fact I'd completely understand. I'm a 15 year old girl whose averaging D's in maths and A's in everything else: what on earth would I have to say that might effect anyone?
But I kind of think that's beside the point, I'm just here to sorta rant about what life means to me and to track my progress as I attempt to grow up.
So yeah, enjoy the ride :) (cheesy metaphor, I know)
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