WARNING : FOURTH BLOG

Have you ever Wondered?

Have you ever wondered why am I here? Doing this? When I could be out there enjoying what I can and exploring the world? Yet the only thing you could think of, is lets watch the T.V. first, and just sit there, watching. By the time you realize, its dark outside and its dinner time. 'Doughhhh', you may say to yourself, but then you wake up the next morning, forgetting everything that happened. You then repeat the same old thing again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, until you realized that you are too old. You then die, being just a nobody. Or you do become somebody, but thats about it. Is that really enough? Can it be possible to be not just somebody in history, but be THAT FAMOUS GUY in history? Can you be the next Genghis Khan or create something as glorious and magnificent like the Holy Roman Empire? Can you be the one who lead your nation to great and mighty achievements, and winning over lands and territories, forever putting you along history's hall of fame along those great historical figures and achievements? Or would you prefer to sit there and watch T.V. Hey you there, what's your point of view?

KIT....YOUR COPY EDITTED ESSAY...SORRY YOUR MSN IS DISABLED(To. Acharn Jasper, I only checked his grammar. What he wrote here is his)

While the world is orbiting, there is one thing that is always here with many people, and that thing is "sin". Many people know that sin has many forms, and surely sin is not a good thing and everyone knows it currently. But can you explain about euthanasia? Is it nice to do that? For me, I disagree with it and never think to do it with my beloved persons because euthanasia is one type of sin.

Even though, in some countries such as the Netherlands allow euthanasia, but many countries cannot agree with it. Buddhist who certainly knows the moral doctrine will not use it with his or her beloved persons. I am one who believes that euthanasia is like a suicide, because both euthanasia and suicide happen by the will of the person who must die.

Both euthanasia and suicide occur because the patient wants tot get away from sorrow. This type of death is not like normal deaths, and not like deaths from reciprocal deeds. We should let everyone follow the way of reciprocal deeds. Perhaps sorrow, which occurs with everyone, may occur because of our past actions, as many Buddhist believe. We should not flee from suffering by means of euthanasia or suicide, but should find out the way to destroy our sorrows by our intellect. Dharma is one way to destroy our sorrows, and also a moral medicine which can cure not only our body, but the suffering of our minds as well.

But if we don’t mind the moral doctrine, I’m sure that many people think that maybe euthanasia is a good way to make one person die, because of our pity. I know some patients are suffering from an incurable disease and I am sure many people will use euthanasia with the patient who requests for death.

Nowadays, many people agree with euthanasia because it is the right of the patient to deny the treatment. The patient have the ultimatum to use “NR” (no resuscitation), which means that the doctor has no rights to cure them.

In my opinion, euthanasia should not be allowed under any nation’s law because of the reasons that I have mentioned. Maybe, the person who used euthanasia will possibly get the virtue and vie at the same time that everyone cannot know.

However, one thing that I always know all the time is that everyone has the right to live in this world. Nobody can take away a life, even if that person requests for death. We are not a potentate who used can judge whether someone dies or lives.

INTERMISSION BLOG 1

THE PLOT
[This is the Intermission Blog. It will explain things that I think you should know from time to time. In this case, it is THE PLOT from THIRD BLOG]

Ah yes, the plot. The plot was my secret plan to learn whatever I could and one day rule the world. I began by listening to adults talk, learning what each word meant and what was the hidden meaning behind every word, and I also tried to manipulate my friends at school, which worked to a certain level. Soon, my plot was becomming something that consisted of manipulation, compromise, and the control of the people around me. My plot was also aimed at politics and changing the world and its government and creating new and powerful weapons and companies to manufacture them.

WARNING : THIRD BLOG

'I AM YOUR FATHER'

Well those are certainly words that you would never want to hear if you knew that your father was a screw-up or did something bad. My father is one of those that are screw-ups. He can't do anything right according to my mother, and as hard it is for me to say, I must agree with her. From the beginning he has achieved great things and lost great things. It is sad that he is one of those people who have too much pride to listen to others and do things 'his way'. Unfortunately his way leads to certain doom at times, and is best avoided.

Recently, I have begun to see the side of my father only my mother has, the side that loses money and has no capability to save up money. This is so horrible that, at times, I am tempted to knock the teeth out of his mouth. But seeing that he is my father, I can only hope that he change, or take everything he has for myself and send him to do simple tasks that does not involve money. But that's not going to happen for a long time, and hopefully what he has now he won't lose before I step up to do his job.

They say that part of growing up is seeing that your father is not that hero you once thought he was. But in my case, I saw that ages ago, in 5th grade actually. It was when I first saw my family problem, and dear old dad was to blame. For the sake of my family, I shall not say what it was, but it was terrible. In fact, it is the most terrible thing a husband can to a wife.

So I guess I was introduced to the reality of life too early. Now it haunts me. I know I am not the only one to face these problems, but I guess I myself have grown hardy from it at an early age. I was not traumatized, at least not to my knowledge, and I did not suppress any memories. I remember everything and I am not afraid to look back at what happened. I only learned, and perceived. And from then onwards, I began plotting.....THE PLOT

WARNING : SECOND BLOG

Hate and Friendship

How easy it is to turn from a good friend to someone who you can't just wait to murder. One day, everything's fine. Then the next day, what you did in good intention turned into fuel for your friend's burning anger. You become Brutus. What you intended for good will be viewed as betrayal, wrong, and unacceptable.

It all began as a joke to some kid, who I had come to believe, is in need of a good friend. He was teased, mocked, and hated by almost everyone in the whole grade. This was, of course, when I was still in highschool. I was not that much of a bully, but I was not the prey as well. I was more of, 'you do your thing, I do my thing' sort of guy. Occasionally, I would tease or do mean stuff, but I never hurt anyone, and I always admit to my mistake or purposely let those that I bully take revenge on me. I wasn't perfect, but I wasn't pure evil too.

One day, that kid who was hated by all the other kids got really bullied. I mean, his locker was banged up, he was ignored to, it was horrible. I myself was the provider of the hammer that banged up the locker. But when I saw him there infront of his locker, I could not help but think that I should go straight to hell and suffer eternity in the pits of fire, repenting for my sins. But at that time, I was too afraid to come out and say I was sorry. I was being insignificant, pathetic, incompitent. Eventually, I forgot about my feelings and went on. However, that poor kid would suffer a fate far more horrible.

That kid, who was hated by the entire grade, was teased and bullied because he was a show-off. He said he knew stuff, or that he could do better than you and all those things you would call annoying. And it so happens, that my best friend at the time hated that kid the most. He hated that kid so much, that he would try to annoy that kid back as much as possible. But one day, that kid (mentioned as kid, but he was older than me by a year) brought a laptop computer to school. Seeing his chance, my best friend took it when the kid was asleep. I had no knowledge of this until I was back at home, when a phone rang up and said, 'hey, you know (kid)'s laptop?' That was very suprising news. I was excited, which was not good at all. Later, I felt extremely bad for what I have done. Even though I never had any part in the theft, I let my best friend bring it to my house from time to time, and I even borrowed it for a day or two. I felt as if I was dying inside, each time I thought about the laptop. Why was I not strong enough to say it to someone? Was it because I was afraid to turn on my friend, even if it meant breaking my other friend's back?

Eventually, the school found out, and traced the theft to me, saying it was my fault. It was a simple interrogation. I gave my 100% co-operation. But I asked only 1 thing in return. To not hurt my best friend, to not let him know, which I knew they would tell anyway, but I just wanted them to know how I felt. When the school did interrogate my best friend, he said 'thanks alot'.

From that point onwards, he was nothing more than raw grudge towards me. It was not anger, it was not hate, but grudge. As for me, I kept silent. Hoping that one day he would understand that I told on him so that there would be no police involved, and that things could settle easily by just parents or students talking it out. But all he knew was that I betrayed him. So was it worth Betraying him at that point? I believe so. That kept me going nicely until I could handle it anymore. I then just, left.

Now, even if we are in the same University, when we see each other, I have nothing towards him anymore. I am hollow, an empty husk with no emotions. The only things I feel now are anger, hate, pain, and joy. I guess thats what happens when you invest too much time and emotions in friends. They may say that a friendship is a ship that cannot sink, but they didn't say that a friendship can be will be a pleasant ship. So here's my equation for the subject. Friendship (f) + Lots of Effort (e) = Misunderstanding (m) . Misunderstanding (m) = (x). (x) = Hate. Maybe its best not to put so much effort in friends. What do you think?

WARNING : FIRST BLOG

To All That Visit

I would like to say thankyou for visiting my blog, even if by accident. What will be written here, I must confess, may at times be controversial or even strange, but please know that I tried my best for it not to be. If, however, you do find it controversial or wrong, please comment or correct me. It would not be an insult, but a fresh view of perspective that I have not seen before.

For those of you who learn English For Law II with me, please know that I took this concept of writing from Kit, and that he should be credited for this style of writing. Also, please share your view towards what I write.

Thank You