2010.02.08 Monday
Namikaze Satellite - Snowkel
Today is Monday.
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Only 295 more days until the December holidays. Hurry up already.
Recently, I've been dreaming out ways to get out of school. I think it's a bit meaningless sometimes.
Life is so short , and yet we spent at least a dozen years in school. That's like more than ten years of our small, pitiful, insignificant, pathetic life, wasted and thrown away.
And it's not like we actually learn anything valuable at the end of the day.
Sure, we become literate. But what's the point in being literate when human beings live their lives as empty shell, devoid of anything?
In our youth, we wake up in the morning, we go to school, we come home in the afternoon, we got to sleep at night.
When we get older, we wake up in the morning, we go to work, we come home in the evening, we go to sleep at night.
And every single day, for every week, and month, and years, we continue to do the same thing, over, and over, and over again. Without stopping, like mechanism programmed permanently into a specific task.
And then there are the emotions. We laugh, we cry, we smile and we frown. Some people hate, some people love. And even though we can't tell the exact emotions that we will experience, everything becomes really predictable, because it's either this or that. There are no surprises, no meaning. Do we exist solely to "enjoy" such emotions?
See how mundane and meaningless our soporific lives are?
But then we still continue to live anyway, struggling like ants against the roaring tidal waves of fate and time as the storm rages on. Sometimes, it's like we don't even bother struggling, and so, we let ourselves get washed away, and we flow down the rivers, blindly following where the tides will us to.
Why am I talking about this? Well, I just wanted to get out of doing homework or any actual studying.
...
Only 295 more days until the December holidays. Hurry up already.
Recently, I've been dreaming out ways to get out of school. I think it's a bit meaningless sometimes.
Life is so short , and yet we spent at least a dozen years in school. That's like more than ten years of our small, pitiful, insignificant, pathetic life, wasted and thrown away.
And it's not like we actually learn anything valuable at the end of the day.
Sure, we become literate. But what's the point in being literate when human beings live their lives as empty shell, devoid of anything?
In our youth, we wake up in the morning, we go to school, we come home in the afternoon, we got to sleep at night.
When we get older, we wake up in the morning, we go to work, we come home in the evening, we go to sleep at night.
And every single day, for every week, and month, and years, we continue to do the same thing, over, and over, and over again. Without stopping, like mechanism programmed permanently into a specific task.
And then there are the emotions. We laugh, we cry, we smile and we frown. Some people hate, some people love. And even though we can't tell the exact emotions that we will experience, everything becomes really predictable, because it's either this or that. There are no surprises, no meaning. Do we exist solely to "enjoy" such emotions?
See how mundane and meaningless our soporific lives are?
But then we still continue to live anyway, struggling like ants against the roaring tidal waves of fate and time as the storm rages on. Sometimes, it's like we don't even bother struggling, and so, we let ourselves get washed away, and we flow down the rivers, blindly following where the tides will us to.
Why am I talking about this? Well, I just wanted to get out of doing homework or any actual studying.

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