Which do you agree with more, "everyone is born equally", or vice versa?
I've read a considerable amount of manga, and in some, the philosophy they use are different. One says that everyone is born equally, but another says that everyone is born unequally - some are born into a poor family, etc, etc, etc.
Personally, I don't really think anyone is "exceptional". Life applies the same, annoying, unbreakable rules to everyone. I just hate those rules, I just can't stand them, I'm too tired to follow them, and I don't want to follow them.
Oh well, life isn't really what I was planning to blog about. =="
You're probably so tired of it now, you're planning to stop following my blog, right?? ><
The other day, another innocent conversation triggered me into a certain phrase [but this is positive... I think], that will most probably, very sadly, short-lived. I just know. It's happened before. =="
My mum and I came home one day after the same routine of work. We settled down then she started a conversation, "Today, Tony complained that he was tired."
Me: "Uhn." I already knew, since I heard him complaining, too. Tony's one of the chefs, btw. He's younger than my mum, though. [By farrrrr]
Her: "But look, I work from morning to night everyday, and I don't complain. Your aunty's even off worse. She wakes up early in the morning... Him complaining shows a lack of endurance."
By this point I was thrown into another self-ponder mode. Another one of my many "Hard Working" phrases started again, but I just know that it's going to last no more than a month, at most. It'd happened more than once, in the past. =="
Me: "I also have a lack of endurance, then." I mean, seriously now. I only work 5 hours a day at most, and I'm already complaining!? Shame on me, shame on me!! Weak!! I have to try harder!! There's no excuse, no excuse!! Pathetiiccc!!
Her: "...but you're still a child, so it's ok," she tried to reason.
Me: "Noooo, it ain't okay," I immediately replied. There are kids out there who're starving to death, working from morning til night to feed themselves and their family... and they aren't complaining!! It ain't okay!
Every time this fact hits me, I feel really guilty because usually I'd be acting quite irresponsible and all...
I've been a terribly bad child lately, not studying properly, leaving my assignments until the last moment, playing too much games, procrastinating too much, going to bed one hour later than usual and trying to get out of work as quickly as I can.
What I should be doing better is to prioritise. I know what is important and what is not, but what I do and what I should do are two different things. =*=
It pains me to the core to know that I didn't get 100% on my last Math exam. It makes me want to cry and slap myself into shaping up. [...almost said torture there, but it sounded a little too heavy...]
It pains me to know that I only get around $200 AUSD per week at the moment, and that could barely make a difference to the family's income. [I only contribute $100, though. The rest I keep...]
Which all comes down to that I simply have to work harder. I have to stretch out my working hours as long as possible, more so since I actually get the chance.
I thought that maybe 5 days a week just wasn't enough, but if I increase it my schoolwork will likely be neglected... =.="
Ah, what a bother it is to live...
I've read a considerable amount of manga, and in some, the philosophy they use are different. One says that everyone is born equally, but another says that everyone is born unequally - some are born into a poor family, etc, etc, etc.
Personally, I don't really think anyone is "exceptional". Life applies the same, annoying, unbreakable rules to everyone. I just hate those rules, I just can't stand them, I'm too tired to follow them, and I don't want to follow them.
Oh well, life isn't really what I was planning to blog about. =="
You're probably so tired of it now, you're planning to stop following my blog, right?? ><
The other day, another innocent conversation triggered me into a certain phrase [but this is positive... I think], that will most probably, very sadly, short-lived. I just know. It's happened before. =="
My mum and I came home one day after the same routine of work. We settled down then she started a conversation, "Today, Tony complained that he was tired."
Me: "Uhn." I already knew, since I heard him complaining, too. Tony's one of the chefs, btw. He's younger than my mum, though. [By farrrrr]
Her: "But look, I work from morning to night everyday, and I don't complain. Your aunty's even off worse. She wakes up early in the morning... Him complaining shows a lack of endurance."
By this point I was thrown into another self-ponder mode. Another one of my many "Hard Working" phrases started again, but I just know that it's going to last no more than a month, at most. It'd happened more than once, in the past. =="
Me: "I also have a lack of endurance, then." I mean, seriously now. I only work 5 hours a day at most, and I'm already complaining!? Shame on me, shame on me!! Weak!! I have to try harder!! There's no excuse, no excuse!! Pathetiiccc!!
Her: "...but you're still a child, so it's ok," she tried to reason.
Me: "Noooo, it ain't okay," I immediately replied. There are kids out there who're starving to death, working from morning til night to feed themselves and their family... and they aren't complaining!! It ain't okay!
Every time this fact hits me, I feel really guilty because usually I'd be acting quite irresponsible and all...
I've been a terribly bad child lately, not studying properly, leaving my assignments until the last moment, playing too much games, procrastinating too much, going to bed one hour later than usual and trying to get out of work as quickly as I can.
What I should be doing better is to prioritise. I know what is important and what is not, but what I do and what I should do are two different things. =*=
It pains me to the core to know that I didn't get 100% on my last Math exam. It makes me want to cry and slap myself into shaping up. [...almost said torture there, but it sounded a little too heavy...]
It pains me to know that I only get around $200 AUSD per week at the moment, and that could barely make a difference to the family's income. [I only contribute $100, though. The rest I keep...]
Which all comes down to that I simply have to work harder. I have to stretch out my working hours as long as possible, more so since I actually get the chance.
I thought that maybe 5 days a week just wasn't enough, but if I increase it my schoolwork will likely be neglected... =.="
Ah, what a bother it is to live...
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