This hits home real hard.
Haven’t been taking a lot of photos lately… So here’s a recent photo of some pudding bottles from Chez Karine that I reused to contain my tapes! And a special appearance from Mug Mike Wazowski. :D
Goodbye, we’ll miss you.
My family was going out of the country for a vacation, and while in line to enter the airport we were accompanied by several other families — but only one member was leaving. It was saddening to see their tears and final farewells as the breadwinner of the family had no choice but to leave them. I noticed this older woman trying to get a last look at her departing loved one, and it broke my heart.
A thought crossed my mind as I killed a mosquito a few minutes ago — I just killed a living creature just because it irritated me. The only reason it irritated me was because it needed to in order to survive. And I killed it. Its short time on earth was cut even shorter just because I didn’t want to put up with its skin-irritating blood-sucking nature. If I killed any other larger creatures just because they irritated me, that would have been considered murder or animal cruelty. What makes it okay for me to kill an insect when all it’s doing is supporting itself? All the while, I can’t kill any person if s/he intentionally irritates or angers me because that would be considered inhumane. Sure, mosquitoes can carry dengue and other diseases but it wasn’t intentional! They’re just living their lives!
… This doesn’t mean I won’t stop killing mosquitoes though. I’m just saying I feel a little bad about it.
It’s tough when you’re given distinctions as to what you want to do and what you have to do.
You want to drive, you want to get out of here and flee; you want to trek the world and see life unfiltered. You have to study and get a distinguished high-paying job; you have to follow the norms of society. You want to follow your ideals and desires but you have to fend for yourself. You want to do all that crap but you have to be fucking practical, man.
Distinctions are meant to simplify but ultimately complicate. You want life to come with a handy manual but you have to deal without it.
Tomorrow marks the first day of the last term of my college life.
(Again, sharing for BC. Haha)
I applaud you, random caring stranger. Thanks for spreading the better message. 👏
(As per BC’s request to post on tumblr)
It’s been a while.
Lake Lucern from the tram going up to Mt. Pilatus.
I love you, Switzerland.