Hami Nguyen
While writing this essay, I realized that there are still four days of school left before the hugely anticipated winter break. I also realized that I’m on my way to becoming one of those people who will grow old and look back into my life only to find that I wasted it completely. (Blame the inspiration on Henry David Thoreau) There are 365.25 days in a year and I spend more than 200 of them suffering through school and wishing that each school day will go by even faster than the day before. At this rate, I will be on my deathbed and never know how interesting life can be.
I believe that a person will never appreciate life until it is taken away from him/her. There are those who plan their lives out day by day then there’s me, who looks at my own future and sees nothing, but a blank slate. I wish that I could see my life as an unknown road trip that would take me anywhere by my choice. Yet, where will my choices lead me? Will I be a doctor and mold into this ultimate figure that my parents always wanted or will I become a starving artist living each day as it comes, not knowing what will happen next? At this time, I’m not sure whose dreams I should follow, my own or my parents.
The thoughts on my current life led me to think of what it will be like after I die. Will I go to heaven or am I destined for that fiery burning pit called hell? That theory also brings up the idea of karma. If I follow the ideal rules of Buddha, will I be reincarnated as Bill Gate’s daughter or will I become a fly, eating people’s trash because I purposely stepped on ants during my lifetime. As much as I would like to believe those theories, I find it more secure to believe that after death nothing occurs. I will either be sprinkled into the unknown or I will be six feet under partying with the worms all the while the world moves on without noticing my absence.
The thought of death suddenly scares me. The idea of just lying there alone with no obstacles to overcome would make things very boring and dark. While I sit there in the dark, a new generation will be going to school, hoping that each day should go by faster, and not realizing the value of time. I’m not saying that I have suddenly had an epiphany and now see school in a more interesting light, but I’m saying that if I was given a choice between school or death, I would definitely choose school.
1 comment:
nice job of going out of yourself and learn more about what you want in life. i agree, it is so hard being a teenager where part of you know what you want to do in live and the other part, you have to listen to your parents if you still want to live under their roof. i know what it is like to be a vietnamese american where the parents are so traditional. but overall, i think you should focus on things that make your life harder and how you think it goes to waste. i mean the evidence that you used, like therou and karma and rencarnation things are great. but i still want to know how it has an impact on you and overall, do you think it worth it? although you said you rather choose school over death, i think everyone would, but why mention death, but not something else.
i still love your essay though because i feel the same way as you are about school and life. nice job for writing this.
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