So today has been quite a day, I forgot my English Research
and Psychology Essay at home, both of which were due today. But on the bright
side, my dad brought it to school before I had class. During English class, we
maintained a great discussion about existentialism. Basically existentialism
centralizes on the idea of finding a purpose in life that fulfills you so one
can live with a meaning. I was really intrigued by the philosophy as I begin to
wonder off into my own little world reflecting on my own life. The topic has
been on my mind throughout the day because one person in the class brought up
her opinion on life. She explained that
we are just one student, out of hundreds, out of thousands of schools, out of 7
billion people and technically that makes us insignificant in the world. Anyone
who is anyone knows why I am flustered by this. I absolutely have a positive outtake
on life. I acknowledge the downsides and appreciate them subsequently embracing
on the upsides that occur. It shocks me that one can think so little of oneself;
after all I think one person makes a huge difference. I believe and I know that
out of 7 billion people in this world, I am somebody to someone and although my
existence is not worldwide, I make a difference in this world. Life is like a
chain reaction. Imagine you did not exist, your siblings and friends would not
be the people they are today and then goes the domino effect. A while ago I
talked about the people who have made a difference in my life. Every person
contributes to my way of thinking. The girl who had an opposing philosophy on
life, allowed me to feel stronger and more passionate about making a positive impact
in the world. I suppose that I just cannot fathom the idea that we are
nobodies. People can think I am crazy to think that I matter in this world but
it is the idea that allows me to accomplish my dreams.
Next topic, today is not just any day. Eleven years ago
nearly 3 million people lost their lives. Someone in this world lost their father,
mother, son, daughter, sister, brother, or friend. I am very thankful that my
family remained safe during the attack. It is important to acknowledge those
who lost their life, saved a life, and survived the tragedy. I did research on
one woman whose body is 82% burned; yet, she embraces her life and continues to
live on. It takes courage and perseverance to be positive about such
circumstances. It is easier to find hatred then to feel love. Many people were
upset because of the lack of acknowledgement that the school demonstrated today
with the 10 second moment of silence and the snide laughter during those 10
seconds. I maintain to much empathy that I begin to feel sympathy for those who
suffered and are still suffering. I care to much about those who died and I
feel the pain of those who survived. While watching documentaries in psychology, I looked into the mains eyes and I felt his
fear and sadness.
While I am ranting, I better stop, still have to read
another chapter for the night and after 3 hours of sleep last night, I really
need to go to bed.
It’s 11:11, make a wish.