Happy New Year!

Just before we ring in the new year, I thought it would nice to write my last post of the year.
I feel that when you start off the year fresh everything is so much more better. You feel happier and have a peace of mind.

Anyways, just a little piece of advice I thought I'd throw out at you guys:D

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!

And the Cycle Continues...

Sometimes I wonder why life's journey is always going around a cycle. See you start off as nothing, bask in the glory of success, fall flat on your head, and eventually become nothing again. Thus continuing your once gone over cycle. Mhm... why can't we just stay within the glory? Why does there have to be a down point in life? Though there's no point in asking those questions because the cycle will keep on going even if I like it or not. So why is it that I'm still questioning it? I guess I just need answers to things that still bother me. Until then, let the cycle continue...

Essay

What are Memories?

All living creatures on this planet have one thing in common. This familiar quality consists of thoughts and particular ideas from the past. This feature allows us to relive the past. These are memories. Memories are not merely moments of your life, but they are also moments which have made you into the person you are today. Without these precious memories, your identity would not exist.

Memories are moments from our past. These moments may or may not hold significance to us. “We do not remember days; we remember moments.” This statement by Cesare Pavese from, “The Burning Brand’, holds much truth. We are meant to remember moments because our brains cannot hold all that information. It’s great that we are able to look back, but sadly the truth is that these memories are not the exact replica of the past. When I was about five years old I had the unfortunate pleasure of fracturing my left arm. My cousins and I were on the floor sitting in a circle, minding our own business after a tiring game of ‘ring around the rosy’. The boys thought it’d be fun to mock us girls, so they got into the middle of the circle and started ringing around the rosy. Tragically when they all ‘fell down’, they fell on me. I learned a very valuable lesson that day: I should always, I repeat ALWAYS, keep distance from my rambunctious cousins! That is pretty much all I remember about that horrific incident.

As I become older and wiser, I’ve realized the importance of these memories. I feel that our memories help us stay in touch with our roots. Memories are what make us, memories are what break us. They show you what kind of person you were and what kind of person you are now. I was like a fall leaf, something shy and quiet. Though it’s that memory which made me realize fall leaves will eventually rustle very loudly in the wind.

What would happen if we didn’t have any memories? As human beings would we be able to function as a society? We’d have no idea where we came from or where we are headed. We would have to rely on our instincts! Is this how people with memory loss feel? To look back and see nothing but blurs, it all sounds very tragic. When I went to India three years ago, half the time there was taken up by visiting people. I’m pretty sure we went to every house in that village. That day, my mom and I had one more house left to visit. We knocked on the door. No answer. We knocked again. No answer. We knocked the third time, and upon hearing the silence we realized no one was there. As we walked off the porch, a very old woman came out behind us. Immediately after seeing her, my mother was in tears. She went up to the old woman and hugged her numerous times. The hugs were not reciprocated. We didn’t end up going inside, just said our goodbye’s from the porch. Later, I found out from my mom that the old woman used to be like a second mother to her. Sadly, she was suffering from Alzheimer's disease. She didn’t remember my mom at all. More importantly she didn’t remember who she was. She couldn’t identify herself. Our identities rely on our memories, our memories complete us.

These memories are sometimes forgotten. These memories are mostly remembered. These memories teach us lessons. These memories last us a lifetime. These memories we will take to our grave.

Long time...

Wow, it has been quite a long while since I've posted here, over two months now. There's just too much going on right now and I felt that I needed to let it out of my system before I completely combust! So where to begin?

Shall we start off with the agonizing and torturing school work I've been given? Well thank God I'm not alone in this because my friends are suffering with me too :] What's even worse is the fact that we are entering the much feared summatives and exam weeks right after the winter break. Though we start working on the summatives from now. What luck...

Speaking of winter break, I just can't wait for it. Not that I'm doing anything special but I'll get to finally RELAX! And yes I can't wait for all the Christmas sales. Oh how I love the holiday seasons for it's half off sales. It makes me feel so relaxed just thinking about it.

Another thing that's kept me busy is I guess DRAMA! Wow, there's a lot of that going on right now. Mhm, I'm really not going to expand on that because well it's personal matters and I'm not completely over them yet. I'm still trying to figure out how I feel about all these different things.

Well I guess that's about it. Jeez, when you write it all out it seems like nothing, wish reality was like that. Alas, we wish for things we could never have... Anyways, I should get back to my English homework.

Will post again when I feel like it :)