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Monday, August 30, 2004

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Mood - flippantly jubilant
Song - Everclear - Wonderful

i feel maligned at being demarcated as ostentatious for usage of grandiose repartee.
should it come to naught that bombastic vocabulary evanesce away? perharps it is time to think back, even as the mental ramifications of the days slide into immiscible fog, obfuscating our intellect and initiating a process of temerarious causality. with utmost severity must we then keep our minds lissome while avoiding the bane of irascibility that afflicts most of the populace of this locale.

whoop-de-doo. i just basically said about nothing there. one of the beauties of the english language is to be able to say so much yet mean so little. hardly would you be able to do that in any other language, ne?

just read our resident high-scorer's blog, and it does cause some food for thought.
this year.
what was this year? what was it to me?
perhaps a little hasty in reflecting so soon, you may ask? yet be that as it may, i feel tis never too soon for such things.
i suppose this year, and the end of last year, was really an eye-opener of sorts. i learnt many things that i supposed i should have already learnt by now, but it really helped me to see things as they really are. no philo discusssions here, i just finished my POD essay and i must say its rather tiresome... but nevertheless, even as teacher's day draws near, it seems that i must say something. naturally, after the recent misadventure, don't expect any specifics here.
it seems like i, along with a lot of others, rely heavily on the teacher to help them along the way. i know some people would rather just go back and study, and not bother in class, but i can't bring myself to do that. if there was something good to be garnered from a teacher, then why not? not all teachers are good anyway, so one might as well draw what one can from each of the good ones. of course some subjects don't rely so much on the teacher cause their textbook based, but lots of e humans do rely on e teachers. thankfully no problems with them this year.
yet overall, we come and go, and in the teacher's mind, we may be just another one of e students, or we may be stellar. even then, we leave the school, and we will in 3 years, afterall, do we really retain a close lasting relationship with the teacher? will the teacher really remember us for all we do? of course he or she would remember us if we came back, but will he or she still remember us otherwise? just some food for thought...
and on another note, teacher's day... is it really all that it's cracked up to be? i mean we take a day to be nice and remember the teachers of this world and their immeasurable addition to this world, yet after its over and done, we go back to our own small little spheres, and continue as always. i suppose here is where one would remember the particular person... by his daily actions. i heard somewhere, "remember, everything you do has a consequence". do we ever think enough about that? perhaps not enough.
maybe to some, POD is just another cracked up subject we get. yet to me it's been a real eye-opener, doing all the POD essays. look at our sphere of influence. its so small. perhaps we know, one, two hundred people, but how many of us will actually get the chance to change the world? will we be able to count for anything at all in this world?
with all that, it's easy to fall towards negativity. indeed small doesn't even begin to describe what we do. i suppose that's why we seek a higher purpose in life, a higher order, a higher being, God.
but at the end. does it all mean anything?
some food for thought... a passage from Kazuo Ishiguro's "Remains of the day"...

"Perhaps, then, there is something to his advice that i should cease looking back so much, that I should adopt a more positive outlook and try to make the best of what remains of what remains of my day. After all, what can we ever gain in forever looking back and blaming ourselves if our lives have not turned out quite as we might have wished? The hard reality is, surely, that for the likes of you and I, there is little choice other than to leave our fate, ultimately, in the hands of those great gentlement at the hub of this world who employ our services. What is the point in worrying oneself too much about what one could or could not have done to control the course one's life took? Surely it is enough that the likes of you and I at least try to make our small contribution count for something true and worthy. And if some of us are prepared to sacrifice much in life in order to pursue such aspirations, surely that is in itself, whatever the outcome, cause for pride and contentment." - Page 244

eh. how did i meander off in this direction? perhaps tis' not to think too much about that either.

"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear. ²³Life is more than food, and the body more than clothes. ²⁴Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds! ²⁵Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life^[2] ? ²⁶Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest?
²⁷"Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. ²⁸If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith! ²⁹And do not set your heart on what you will eat or drink; do not worry about it. ³⁰For the pagan world runs after all such things, and your Father knows that you need them. ³¹But seek his kingdom, and these things will be given to you as well.
³²"Do not be afraid, little flock, for your Father has been pleased to give you the kingdom. ³³Sell your possessions and give to the poor. Provide purses for yourselves that will not wear out, a treasure in heaven that will not be exhausted, where no thief comes near and no moth destroys. ³⁴For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."
- Luke 12 : 22-34

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