Just a thought : Taking control

 Living in the era where one is constantly exposed to new information with or without intention can be useful yet nerve wrecking at the same time. There are the pros and the cons of being subsequently submerged in a sea of information throughout the day.

    Have you ever stopped and realized that you were taking in a catchy song that may have somehow wormed its way into your head from a radio programme. Unbeknownst to you, That song might have lyrics that were meant to degrade people of different sexual preferences or foul language that really shouldn't be coming out of a decent person's mouth. Yet, that song is stuck in your head due to its terrifyingly catchy tune. This also leads to earworms where the songs just gets stuck in your head throughout the whole day while you carry out activities that doesn't require much thought. 

 But those pesky earworms favourite times to mingle around your head is non other than during exam where you're all stressed out. Having it stuck in your head is bad enough, having it drilling foul languages and degrading thoughts in your head is the worse part of it. 

 So choose carefully and take control of what you listen to.

 Personally, I dread songs where females are seen as solely an item of sex rather than of the same class of beings. This brings me to another point, it's because of influences like this that till this day females no matter how educated will still be looked downed as merely a doll mainly for household chores and reproductive uses. 

   Stares, cat calls and disgusting smirks from these type of men more often than not just makes it hard for females today believe whether civilization is actually moving forward or actually back tracking. I wouldn't call myself a feminist for I have done nothing to contribute to that movement, I am but a human being asking for respect among human beings regardless of sex. How hard is it to actually respect another? 

To girls (boys too) , If someone even shows a hint of disrespect and rudeness, don't even bother with them. Just detach yourself from them and remember that 

  "I matter."

  

  That's all you really need. 

                       Don't ever forget that.

 If someone disrespects you in any way, they don't deserve your time. Don't make a fuss about it, just detach and move on. 

    Mingle with civilised people. For when you spend time with people of worth, you become worthy yourself.There's a study that says that you are the average of the people you spend most your time with. I find that quite true.

 So choose carefully and take control of who you spend your time with. 

  Ever been so caught up in a video marathon on youtube whether it be buzzfeed (buzzfeed videos are awesome! ) or cat videos that you lose your sense of time? I've wasted countless hours just watching something that has nothing to do with me on a personal level but appeared on my suggestion box. But of course, Some of these videos (if you're going on a beneficial video marathon) will get you thinking. How kids react to certain things and how the reality is like. I sometimes find myself forcing myself through a video even though it wa boring. (why do I do this to myself...)

  Movies on the other hand are a total different story. The movies we watched while growing up might've caused some of us to be inspired i.e Mulan. But then again, having being used to all the gore and blood in movies and stuff really makes getting stabbed and bleeding a pool of blood seem like nothing. But in reality, It should send chills up our spine even thinking about it. Test yourself, when you imagined a person getting stabbed and being surrounded a pool of his own blood, what went through your head?  I'm presuming that it resembles something like "meh" or "lol"  So how much did movies and dramas affect our perspective? 

So choose wisely the things you let yourself watch.

  Of course after going through all that, there will be inevitable times when you just can't jump out of the car when your mom is driving and perhaps humming to a rap song that unbeknownst to her has something to do with big butts and genitals. Till you get the chance to jump out of the vehicle,

Take control of your thoughts.

Just a thought - Success and a Meaningful Life

 Success

What does it mean? More precisely. What does it mean to you?
Does it mean owning something expensive? Does it mean achieving the highest ranking of some organization? Does it mean earning loads of cash? Is it materialistic or is it based on spiritual needs like finding the love of your life or having a happy family. Frankly,everyone is crazy about it but what is it?

Think about it. The moment you die (or before you die), when you reflect about your life and reconsider.. was it meaningful? What is meaningful to you? What have you done when you had the time? the idea? the energy? Were you fulfilled? Did you succeed in what you believed?

 Think about it. While you go to school. Then attend college and perhaps university followed by getting a job interview. Being accepted and perhaps get married. What's next? Have kids and wait for retirement and death? Aren't you no different than a processed product from the factory? Even a processed product has longer life span than you and what do you do with that time? 

  Think about it. You have time and yet you have no time. What are you doing with it while you still have it? What are the wonderful things that could happen if you utilize it? Take Steve Jobs for example, he said that remembering the fact that you are going to die one day is one of the most useful tools for success. Sure he changed the technology world I suppose, but what's more important is the fact that he changed lives. He changed our perspectives (well some of us). 

  What is your definition of a meaningful life? Materialistic things don't follow you when you die so what's the point in that? What did you do while you were given the time?

Humans are incredible. We can soar in the skies and dive in the deep blue oceans even though not biologically equipped so. We can communicate with people on the other side of the world without traveling there. We can capture moments and keep them in still pictures as if it was printed from our eyes. Take all that and show it to humans a few centuries before and they'd chase after you with a burning torch screaming "WITCH!!"  

 The thing is, we humans are incredible. Incredible beings and yet what are the most of us doing with our lives? Are you happy doing what you are doing now? Are you driven to live to the fullest? What's your purpose?

 You don't know when is your last day. But you do know that it will come. And when it comes, have you lived up to the life you wanted? Or did you waste it by living someone else's dreams?
  There is no such thing as impossible. It may be hard but it is definitely not impossible. We may not be fully equipped with the "supposed" recipe for success like money, fame and publicity. But we are gifted to be resourceful . Not to mention to be fully equipped with determination and faith which most of us don't really utilize.
Look at the wright brothers.
They flew. 
Man with two legs and no wings.
Flying. 

I don't see no reason why we can't do the same for our lives for what we believe in.
Love all you can, Give all you're able to, and most importantly. Live.

(Some sources and examples are from the TED vids. Check it out. Very inspirational. Others are just me having sleeping problems and the urge to get all the stuff out of my head and in to the blog :P )

Life purpose

   On this rather normal Sunday night, I decided to try on some clothes and perhaps pretend that I was preparing for some event instead of watching movies, reading books and studying. I do it once in a blue moon, suppose it was to satisfy my feminine side and kill boredom. On this particular night I decided I ought to see what I should wear for my cousin's wedding as an excuse to play dress up. I took a few dresses out of my wardrobe and draped it on the bed and put on one after another. I put away the ones which weren't suitable back into the closet and whilst doing that, the lab coat hanging in there caught my eye and I took it out absent minded. I put it on and looked straight into the mirror at myself wearing a lab coat.

  Does this feel right? No. Not quite. I pulled up my long dark hair into a ponytail and stared at the my reflection again. How about now? Still.Not quite. But I feel much more like myself now,not like some porcelain china doll. I tried to picture myself working at a field wearing a lab coat. Hmmn.. Not very attractive but it'll do I suppose. But not quite. I read somewhere earlier today that talking to yourself actually makes you smarter, and so I did. I couldn't remember when was the last time I had a one on one with yours truly, but it started out quite entertaining I suppose. My usual hint of sarcasm wasn't here this time as I started listing the things that I love out loud as I read the sticky note I placed on my mirror a long time ago that says "what are you grateful for?". Perhaps I was answering myself and also questioning myself the same time.

    As the list went on, I had mixed feelings about every thing I listed out. Some were honest and genuine, some were just materialistic things that made me feel somewhat empty. I walked around the room still in a lab coat, listing out things I love that came to mind and looked around for inspiration. I love books, I love stories, I love knowledge, I love to write, I love to make people happy, I love chocolate, I love the smell of rain and wet soil, I love to lie on my back and stare at the sky, I love romantic things like love letters and candles,I love to make use of limited resources,I love to make things look brand new, I love to play with make up, I love to tell stories, I love to travel, I love traditional clothes, I love cultures, I love tarot cards, I love cats,I love my family, I love scouts, I love my friends,  I love my cats, I love to.. protect.

   I thought about the Tedx vid I watched recently labeled

How to Know Your Life Purpose in 5 Minutes by Adam Leipzig 

I couldn't answer any of it except for the first one then.

 The idea was simple. To figure it out , just ask yourself. 
Who are you?
What you did?
Who you did it for?
What those people wanted or needed?
How did they change after getting it?

I silently answered those with flashbacks and memories of myself staying true to myself and honest with what I felt was right. I loved and gave my all to what I believed. I offered protection for others,my friends, my family, my cats, in different ways but for the same reason. They needed protection in the form of company, in the form of love, in the form of honor. In any form at all. How did they change? They were relieved. They were happy. They were proud.

I thought back about my beloved late cats. All of them. Especially my blue eyed Siamese who showed and taught me so much. I realized.. I've failed to protect him. Perhaps all of them as well since I remember all the tragic deaths and disappearances of my cats. They were family and yet I've failed to protect them from being kidnapped, failed to protect them from being starved by mean people who wouldn't give them back no matter how I cried, failed to protect them from fleas, failed to protect them from poisonous rats, failed to protect them from stray dogs. Here I am in the middle of the night with tears streaming down my face pathetically even though I just recovered from my crying fit earlier. I'm so sorry, so sorry I couldn't protect you.All of you. I love you so much I miss you everyday.

I miss your comforting presence. I miss looking forward to get home from school to see you. I miss calling out for you. I miss having you by my side. I miss hugging you like a teddy bear when I sleep and you'd carefully slip to the corner after you know I'm asleep. I miss your company when you know I'm sad. I miss you so dearly.

You've protected me countless times in your own way. You were like a body guard ready to act when needed, lizards and insects which terrify me were taken care of because of you. You protected my childhood. You protected me from being afraid to love. You protected me in many,many ways.
And yet I've failed to protect you. When you came home all thin and starved, My heart shattered into a million pieces when I saw the state you were in. Instead of comforting you and giving you reassurance, I felt like I was the one receiving it as you tried to calm me down from my sobs whilst seemingly saying "it's okay now, everything is fine now."I suddenly remember I swore to protect you and others with the same fate in the future . I promised.

              I live to protect, to protect the ones, the things, the causes that matter to me.

It hit bulls eye for my life purpose/goals for now I suppose. How do I actually do it? I haven't actually figured it out yet but perhaps the most suitable career that would enable me to protect whilst make a living would be veterinary. I'll figure it out one way or another since, I promised.