founder's day.
can anyone tell me what's founder's day? a day to celebrate the founder's birthday or just something to commemorate that person? how many of us actually appreciates the work that the person had put into for the school. that's a question i pose to all of you out there.
mine, mass was the celebration for it. there they are, marists, cursing and swearing, some aloud, some sliently in their hearts, wondering why they had to go for the celebrations. was it really necessary to force all the students into it. even if the teachers did, will the students enjoy the celebrations. i think not my dear friend. all of them, students, marists or not, would rather take off, have fun. rather than wasting thier time in the pathetic hall of the school. cramped. sleepy. and humid. all these factors aggrevate their dissatisfaction towards the school. perhaps, a few of them in there, might take time to wonder about their school's founder, but i doubt ever seriously. me, i am guilty of my own conduct too. laugh my friend, laugh.
next question. school's mass. they hold it to celebrate somewhat a catholic event. i have no idea whats the event. so, the students up on the stage, singing their songs, a proof of love towards their god. does their god really knows that they are singing? or is there even one up there? i believe not my dear friend. for me, i believe its fate. this fate of ours, was already drawn out, written out onto something even before we were even born. perhaps we are in some kind of puppet show, where greater beings, not in this universe, maybe even the universe was created by them, puppet us. can it be the truth? sounds familiar? matrix it sounds like. but its not what i have in mind. i mean, e could have been born out, just to act out what was written on our lives. we just don't know that. how strange. i too believe not all can be explained by science. ghosts, and so on, maybe they are real. we just turn a blind eye to them. perhaps we are not in the same dimension as them? strange facts of life i ponder.
okay. description of today's events. did a test on relative velocity. passed up a empty paper. seriously empty. endured through the celebrations. *stupid singers. its propaganda i tell you* hit the gym. gym was great. it always has been. tired out now.
death. its only a beginning of another life. i hope.- me
mine, mass was the celebration for it. there they are, marists, cursing and swearing, some aloud, some sliently in their hearts, wondering why they had to go for the celebrations. was it really necessary to force all the students into it. even if the teachers did, will the students enjoy the celebrations. i think not my dear friend. all of them, students, marists or not, would rather take off, have fun. rather than wasting thier time in the pathetic hall of the school. cramped. sleepy. and humid. all these factors aggrevate their dissatisfaction towards the school. perhaps, a few of them in there, might take time to wonder about their school's founder, but i doubt ever seriously. me, i am guilty of my own conduct too. laugh my friend, laugh.
next question. school's mass. they hold it to celebrate somewhat a catholic event. i have no idea whats the event. so, the students up on the stage, singing their songs, a proof of love towards their god. does their god really knows that they are singing? or is there even one up there? i believe not my dear friend. for me, i believe its fate. this fate of ours, was already drawn out, written out onto something even before we were even born. perhaps we are in some kind of puppet show, where greater beings, not in this universe, maybe even the universe was created by them, puppet us. can it be the truth? sounds familiar? matrix it sounds like. but its not what i have in mind. i mean, e could have been born out, just to act out what was written on our lives. we just don't know that. how strange. i too believe not all can be explained by science. ghosts, and so on, maybe they are real. we just turn a blind eye to them. perhaps we are not in the same dimension as them? strange facts of life i ponder.
okay. description of today's events. did a test on relative velocity. passed up a empty paper. seriously empty. endured through the celebrations. *stupid singers. its propaganda i tell you* hit the gym. gym was great. it always has been. tired out now.
death. its only a beginning of another life. i hope.- me
1 Comments:
hmm, then who drew up our plan of fate? and who's running the puppet show? God la. well i believe in Him, my friend. haha.
or maybe life is just something we will figure out someday. life's a mystery, that's what makes it so interesting
-tingxi :D
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