Tuesday, 12 February 2013

It's Just A Ride

   I have been sitting here wondering why I am so bored, why I have no will to go out shopping, to go to parties; do not particularly enjoy going to work or university. I have considered the probability that I might be suffering from mild depression, but I do love life, life in general; but the thing is that I feel that something is missing. I don't know, it's just that every time I am outside to the real world something feels wrong. It's not as bad as you think- there are things that I really love about this world, but all the bad things leave me thinking- is this the right way to live?
   I have known people to say that without the bad you will not know what the good is, but what if we have already seen the bad and we get rid of it and live only with the good things? Say for example medical care, you would thing that since we are bright enough to create medicine and be able to fix almost any kind of disease or bodily dysfunction we would be able to provide that same basic thing to every person in the world. And the funny thing is that WE CAN! The only problem is that you need money to get medical care in most of the situations, or even if health care is free in your country you would be put in a waiting list or the care you get is going to be brief because of the long list of waiting people after you and the deficiency of qualified doctors. So the first problem is- MONEY, the second is- not ENOUGH DOCTORS. Let's start with the need of medical personnel, they again need money in order to become doctors- they need to pull themselves through university (meaning they need to have the finances) also they need their tutors to be interested in them and help them get through university. So in order to provide health care for the world we need people who can pay for their own education? Is it not strange that the people who are going to be taking care of us should be left paying for the knowledge they will use on us? Anyway, thank god for places like Scotland where the people actually go to university for free, because this country has realised that in order for the people to take care of you (no matter what you study in uni) first you need to take care of them. Simply, knowledge and education concerned with public services should be given for free. Let's go back to why we can't provide universal health care- because you need money to receive it. Even in a country like America you need to pay for your health care. I personally think this is funny because it's controversial that a country like the great USA make it's own people pay for their health. How many times have you heard ' I am a proud member of the greatest country in the world America' or ' The United States of America where all your dreams come true, the land of opportunities' . I have heard that alot but it still sounds funny because this self-proclaimed great country is refusing its citizens the basics, they just do not want free health care and that's it; same way they don't want to ban guns. They just don't! Now you see when I agree when a country like Great Britain says- We are the greatest country in the world, well honestly- it is more believable. Yes, Britain has its flaws, but at least when your kids get sick you don't have to worry about selling your house and your wedding ring to provide for their care. Anyways; MONEY- we created them, we play a real life Monopoly game with them, how hard is it to say- NO to them. After all we print them, don't we?!



   I want to meet the person who says no to free health care, I want to punch them in the face.

   I am trying to keep my posts short, just some short ideas written in a state of rage. When I say rage- imagine me laid back on the couch with my feet on the coffee table at half 2 at night and falling asleep- because that's when I remember how bad and stupid this world is sometimes.
   As I said- I love the world (most of the time), I love little things in it like puppies.



    It is that sometimes I am sad, because I know that the world can be better and I know it is easy to change it. I will give you a sh*tty example- tomorrow I have to go to work for 6 hours to serve drinks and food. WHY?! Guess, I need money. I am an university student and I am 21 so I do not live off my parents therefore I need to work to sustain my adult status. For those 6 hours I can be outside planting trees or in Africa making spaghetti bolognese for dinner for people that need food. I can be building houses for people who have none, I can be taking care of homeless dogs...But no, I cannot give anything to anyone because I myself need money; no matter what I want to do- life goes on like this- you need money- you work- you go to university- you work- you make a family- you work- you get a house- you work- you get kids- you work etc. Oh, and then you die. Because life is just a ride.




Sunday, 10 February 2013

The Shining

  I have always been a Stephen King fan, right after I saw The Shawshank Redemption film. I was so fascinated by that film I had a look for the guy who wrote the story the film was based on. I was 15 when I first read Stephen King. Of course I knew the name but when I was that young I was never interested in books the way I am now. I did used to read but I never got the pleasure I get from them now. I remember the first 'grown-up' book I read when I was only 12- Thorn Birds by Colleen McCullough, a big big book for a kid. It was more than 600 pages and it was a life-time story of a family. Since then I started reading like crazy, I would sometimes read 3 books at a time- one during the day before school, one while I was in class and a third one before bed. My obssession with books started when I got my hands on Jane Austin's books- I had to read them all, and I am quite proud of myself for reading almost all of them. I have always loved reading but it wasn't until I started reading Ayn Rand when I found who I was and who I wanted to be. John Steinbeck thought me to love people, Hemingway thought me that there is beauty even in the unfortunate, Jack London showed me the power of being yourself and never giving up. So many other authors that have becomed my friends, my personal close friends. But it was Stephen King who inspired me to try and write. Writing does not come naturally, you need to learn, to find a way to put the words that are in your head on a piece of paper or a Word.doc; there is an art behind it, it may take years and years to master it. Just because you have the imagination and the stories in your head doesn't mean you can write them down. It is hard.


  
  Anyway, I just read the Shining. I never thought a book can scare you the same way The Ring used to scare you when you were a kid (saying 'when you were a kid' because it is too embaressing to admit you still sh*t yourself at the thought of that little girl). What I loved about the book is that it gave you the same 'jump' scares just like a real horror film, which is quite hard to achieve in a book. It was hard to believe that he managed to write those scary bits as good as he did- building a tension, suspend and then one sentence that makes you jump out of your skin. It is hard to explain it in a post, but I will give an example. I was reading the bit with the dead lady in the tub when I felt the urge to go to the loo; it was 4 in the morning and my boyfriend was asleep next to me. I had to wake him up and ask him to stay infront of the open door of the loo so I can do my thing... It was that terrifying-no lights in the flat would have given me the illusion of safety.
  All in all no one is as good as Stephen King, he is not just the master of horror literature, he is simply good at everything he does. He can makes you so scared you are going to need assistance to go get a glass of water at night, he will also make you cry at the beautiful stories he tells you about and make you care about the characters. Everyone knows John Coffey and Andy Dufrense- you just cannot NOT care about them. 
  I just wish one day I can meet Stephen King just to say THANK YOU.

Wednesday, 6 February 2013

Birthday post

 Birthday, this special day of the year, yours only. Well if you don't count the other half a billion people born on the same day. I say no, it is not your special day, it is your mother's special day. How many of you know how many hours your mothers have been in labour? I came out easily- 2 hours. My best friend's mother took 12 hours to give birth to her. Poor woman! I am not having a baby, I will have alot of dogs and cats they love you all the same, you still teach them basic things, they do not disappoint or let you down tho! However my view about birthdays is not common.
  So let's talk about the 'usual' birthday. There is a party with lots of friends with a big cake, you blow the candles and make a wish, you get presents from your friends and family. It is your special day after all. But yours or mine can never be as special as MTV's MY SUPER SWEET 16.
 

  This is a show where immaturity and senselesness are being rewarded like they are the best qualities a person could have. You remember when you were a baby and cried every two hours of the night because you were hungry, wanted to be held or because you pooped and your parents were constantly there for you to attend every need? Basically this is a show about 16 years olds wanting things and their parents delivering. This is a fairytale about demand and delivery. Not the one where the poor demand better jobs and better pay, but a show where the spoiled and the greedy demand more and get it. I can understand that the parents of the kids in this show have alot of money, of course they will buy their kids expensive presents simply because they can affort it. What I don't understand is why do parents who have strived to be their own bosses, who have made enough money to support three spoiled girls plus their lazy spoiled wife actually HAVE spoiled kids and wifes!? How does that work, clearly to have your own buisiness that means you have to have a brain inside that head. How come people like that are incapable of raising a normal child? Ok, it is ok, some people are just spoiled, but the other thing I don't understand is the extend of their unapreciation, I am talking about the kids and how much they do not care about their parents WASTING money. I am disapointed by the disrespect these kids show. I don't care that they sh*t on their parents, but for god's sake, I feel that they literally sh*t on me. They sh*t on me working my ass off at two jobs, going to university, trying so hard to figure out what life is about, worrying about how many less unfortunate people there are in the world. Do you believe me that I am happy just because I am able to breath, I am able to walk and have a normal life. Again, what I am trying to say is that it is not stupid to get a BMW M6 for your 17th birthday just because your dad own's a hotel, that is the natural way of life, what I am trying to say is that their parents are the stupidest parents I have ever seen, they are rewarding their kids for...... NOTHING. They are producing a generation of talantless free loaders! Oh no, they definetly won't be riding on our poor backs, but they will ride on their parents backs for the rest of their lifes, because they are not good at anything else.

   B.F.Skinner- one name to sum up what I am trying to say; possitive reinformance. You are good- you get a candy. You know even when you play a game you get rewarder for doing good-you can proceed with the level. Why is it so hard for people to know when to reward their children. My only conclusion is that sh*tty parents produce sh*tty children. Hope one day they open their eyes. Good luck!