Swimming, and grief (ing?)

"Why me?!"

Few things first:

I suck at swimming. Bigtime. =(
Fins are really really fun. Honestly. They're fun.
I suck at swimming. T_T

Anyway, moving on.

Teach is back for English Adv, after being away for like, a month. Now we can learn about Othello! Just kidding, I need to get that essay done.

Buffer week is soooo soon...=/

I feel like origami, but I can't see to...hm.

Anyway, physics assignment needs doing.

LoL Day. Flop? Good? Who knows...

As always, I was the bad, antisocial boy who doesn't care about all these things.

Oh. Still kinda upset for people treating me like a kid. *pout* I'm not a kid!

Change

No, it's not like the silver coins that you get back (or don't) from vending machines.

No, it's not when you take off your clothes, and put new ones on.

Change is irreversible, and inevitable.

What does that mean?

Well, it's a bit like those people who keep saying "He who hesitates is lost!" and "Time and tide wait for no man!"

Though, I really doubt they actually believe what they say...unless it's that Captain, who I shall call Captain Murasa, from Lemony Snicket's Series of Very Super Happy Events.

All Hail.

So I propose a new theory.

1) Every time you observe something/someone, it has affected your life, and you have affected it.
2) Even if you forget about it, and/or vice versa, you've still affected it/you're affected.
3) The reality of which things exist, is only limited really, to your imagination.
4) Thus, if you imagine that the entire world is right in front of you/around you, then you have affected it, and it has affected you.
5) This is a forward reaction, with a variable end point.
6) As such, it is irreversible.
7) As humans require stimuli, it is inevitable that change comes about.

"But Neku, you antisocial kid!" You cry. "What does this have to do with anything?!"

"Hey look buddy. I'm an Engineer. That means I solve problems. ...problems... of philosophy..."

What I really mean is that you can't ever go back to what you were like 5 minutes, 5 days, 5 weeks, 5 months ago.

It. Is. Impossible.

Even if "Nothing has changed", you have, and your surroundings have.

And let's just relate this to grief, just for kicks, and to keep Aereas satisfied that I've talked about death, death, and flowers.

You can sit there, and feel bad. That's fine.

Just know that it affects us, and we affect you.

It's a main reason why I don't like showing people I'm grieving, but that's just how it is.

"If you hate your world, want to destroy it, burn it. Then change it.
If you can't do that, then.
Change your attitude."

Sometimes, I feel so helpless. And I'm sorry.

That I can't do more. That I'm just so distant. That I say I care, but I can't show it.

I just hope you don't take it the wrong way.

Hoping the world's problems will resolve itself. One. Conversation. At. A. Time.