Instead of doing my (optional) advanced homework like a good asian girl tonight, I've decided to waste my time blogging.
Although it doesn't happen much, there are times where I'll have a thought or two (yes, a real thought!) that I'd like to share with the few other people who'd bother to receive it. This is one of those times.
Recently in English class, we've been reading a lot of essays lately. Some of them have been poorly written, but equally some have been written quite well. One that struck a chord in me was an essay called "T.V Tunnel." This essay spoke of idealism, or, rather, the lack of, in today's society. The author stated that human beings will often shy away from topics of real importance for fear of the possibility that embarrassment will follow our answers. We, as humans, crave security. We do not answer questions such as "What is the point?" or "Why am I doing this?" because it forces us to think, dispels us from the illusion of our "comfort zone." So we stick to our conformity, our pact that we won't disrupt the blind eye turning, and in doing so bring about the death of passion, dreams and idealism.
Does this not bother anyone?
One quote in the essay was from J.D Salinger's "Catcher in the Rye." The quote was about the difference between an immature man and a mature man. To Salinger, the immature man was the one who would die for an idea; the mature one was the one who lived humbly in the background. The author, whose name escapes me for the moment, disagreed with Salinger; I, in turn, agreed with the author. There is nothing noble about living like a wall and hiding from knowledge. And there is nothing immature about following an idea.
After some analyzation of the essay, my english teacher said one thing that pushed me to write this blog. I don't remember his exact words, but he told us "Isn't this essay pretty much a written challenge from the author to us, as his readers, to prove him wrong?"
This got me thinking about who I am. Am I the type of person to hide from a question because I'm scared of it? Do I follow the conformities set by people around me, or do I follow my own ideals? Looking back, I've been pretty headstrong; I do what I want, and I do it whenever I want to. I think of my own ways to do things and, let's face it, if you know me at all, you'll know that my comfort zone is what is considered "uncomfortable" by most people. But I also love a challenge- I can never resist one. Which is why I think that it's time I did more, time I took more action for the things I believe in. Even if no one else believes in them.
So here's (the first part of) my challenge to you: try to look at your life from the outside in. Are you really your own unique self? What are your ideals? Your dreams? Your passions? Why do you do the things you do? Are you really following a path that you choose, or are you stuck in a rut that's been carved for you? Question yourself.
ttyl. :)
P.S- Someone threw a shoe out their window at me to get me to shut up. Haha.
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