Finally I am done with my last music exam. I can't believe it actually happened. To be honest, I don't really much care whether I did well or not, it's just something to celebrate.
What is also making me happier and happier is that I watched this really nice movie called "His and her Christmas". Although it's not realistic as all movies aren't, it's just funny and pleasant. I don't really much care if movies force us to think or not. I just need movies to enjoy my time and to have motivation, not to mention viewing life from a 'refreshed' point. Isn't that enough of a message??!
You know, it sometimes is disappointing when the 'link' between people is somehow missing. When you're sitting at school, trying to participate and then the (stupid) teacher either doesn't appreciate this fact or doesn't get what you are saying, not to mention the fact that some of them aren't really interested in what you say. Wonder why they were made teachers if they don't get what is meant by such a job. The only thing they (would) teach me is hating them and focusing on how to take revenge from such creatures. It may be partly my fault, but it's their major one.
The link is also missing when we're focusing on how to blame others and not ourselves. I mean I know the fact that there always are two in a problem. But don't you think we neglect the one part in a problem, which is ourselves? I have realized that we would win more if we had the ability to minimise how often we think others are guilty. I admit, it's some 'built-in' option in human beings: We tend to make ourselves look better, our voice sound higher and better, but it's really 'doable' to create a conscious whose job is to punish us when we are not blaming ourselves.
There are these people who tend to not neglect or ignore but sort of erase the phrase "I'm guilty" from their dictionary. As much as these people are (too) proud of themselves, they are also pathetic to a certain extent. They cause themselves too many sorrows and they force too much frustration in life than needed. Don't you think we have enough problems, that we don't need to force or invent more?
The problem is that if these people are children, it's not that difficult to prove them wrong, because that's the phase for teaching them and acknowledging them. But what if they're actually grown ups? What if they have exceeded the border of being taught by others? How can we inform them they are wrong without ever creating tension, without being called a trouble maker?
Without deep thinking on this topic, I guess there is no real solution for it except getting away from these persons. But there could be some practical way: One could at first leave them alone. Then one has to ask other people if they're facing the same problem we are when dealing with them (meaning their ego). If there happens to be a majority agreeing on the fact that they are really overreacting or exaggerating with their attitude, then we could find a way of talking to them, avoiding any hurt or fight.
Getting to this solution makes me relieved in a way or the other. It creates in me 'an uprising motivation'. On the one hand I am willing to admit I am one of these arrogant people (though I guess I'm not). On the other hand I am proud and motivated that it's not only me suffering from such attitude or let's say suffering from the provocation of such an arrogant attitude, proud that there are still (even if not many) open minded human beings on earth, able to differ between certain facts.
Hope we can make it to a brave new humanity, full of tolerance, communication and most of all love.
Monday, February 26, 2007
Friday, February 23, 2007
The mirror of our lives
I read the lyrics of this song on Diana's blog and thought it's best to show it in here too. I liked it very much and hope you enjoy it, because it deserves our attention. It's like the mirror of our lives. Read it anyway!!
Martina McBride
You can spend your whole life building something from nothing
One storm can come and blow it all away
Build it anyway
You can chase a dream that seems so out of reach
and you know it might not ever come your way
Dream it anyway
Chorus:God is great, but sometimes life ain't good
And when I pray it doesn't always turn out like I think it should
But I do it anyway, I do it anyway
This world's gone crazy and it's hard to believe that tomorrow will be better than today
Believe it anyway
You can love someone with all your heart, for all the right reasons,
and in a moment they can choose to walk away
Love them anyway
Chorus:God is great, but sometimes life ain't goodAnd when I pray it doesn't always turn out like I think it should
But I do it anyway, I do it anyway
You can pour your soul out singing a song you believe in
that tomorrow they'll forget you ever sang
Sing it anyway, sing it anyway
I sing, I dream, I love, anyway
God is great, but sometimes life ain't goodAnd when I pray it doesn't always turn out like I think it shouldBut I do it anyway, I do it anyway!
Martina McBride
You can spend your whole life building something from nothing
One storm can come and blow it all away
Build it anyway
You can chase a dream that seems so out of reach
and you know it might not ever come your way
Dream it anyway
Chorus:God is great, but sometimes life ain't good
And when I pray it doesn't always turn out like I think it should
But I do it anyway, I do it anyway
This world's gone crazy and it's hard to believe that tomorrow will be better than today
Believe it anyway
You can love someone with all your heart, for all the right reasons,
and in a moment they can choose to walk away
Love them anyway
Chorus:God is great, but sometimes life ain't goodAnd when I pray it doesn't always turn out like I think it should
But I do it anyway, I do it anyway
You can pour your soul out singing a song you believe in
that tomorrow they'll forget you ever sang
Sing it anyway, sing it anyway
I sing, I dream, I love, anyway
God is great, but sometimes life ain't goodAnd when I pray it doesn't always turn out like I think it shouldBut I do it anyway, I do it anyway!
Thursday, February 22, 2007
When Abi started..
Abi is the proof whether your friends (or the new people who'll be your friends during this period) deserve to be called your friends or not.
At first we were all preparing for a happy end at school, has to do with the dream of getting good grades and all. I guess we all were planning on being emotional on the last school day, some of us kept saying things like: We'll stick together, no matter what will take place. We'll be friends forever and all this crap.
But, believe me when I tell you this, these people were exactly the people who denied the friendship as soon as they could. Reasons? Well..Just to prove they're right and to escape from something they said. Sometimes for grades. There are many reasons, I'm just not able to count all of them.
The truth popped out on several occasions, throughout the three years. Fact is: I don't really get how some people do the wrong thing and get upset and even angry (and are even willing to blame others) while they know they're guilty and that they did nothing towards making things better. How can they expect their being nice to be simply accepted while they didn't pay attention to the important part: making things right.
Never mind. That's one of the things which appeared to take much attention lately, has to do with the current and usual frustration, has to do with Abi.
Expect more than one post with this title or one which goes like: When Abi started - Part II.
Maybe I'll write a book and be famous..and then wake up from my dream.
At first we were all preparing for a happy end at school, has to do with the dream of getting good grades and all. I guess we all were planning on being emotional on the last school day, some of us kept saying things like: We'll stick together, no matter what will take place. We'll be friends forever and all this crap.
But, believe me when I tell you this, these people were exactly the people who denied the friendship as soon as they could. Reasons? Well..Just to prove they're right and to escape from something they said. Sometimes for grades. There are many reasons, I'm just not able to count all of them.
The truth popped out on several occasions, throughout the three years. Fact is: I don't really get how some people do the wrong thing and get upset and even angry (and are even willing to blame others) while they know they're guilty and that they did nothing towards making things better. How can they expect their being nice to be simply accepted while they didn't pay attention to the important part: making things right.
Never mind. That's one of the things which appeared to take much attention lately, has to do with the current and usual frustration, has to do with Abi.
Expect more than one post with this title or one which goes like: When Abi started - Part II.
Maybe I'll write a book and be famous..and then wake up from my dream.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
No good wishing
Deep inside
it hurts
seems I don't care
but the rhythm doesn't differ
it's the rhythm of today
and everyday
it's the rhythm of you and me
the crises we have to penetrate
Can't hide my sorrow
Can't do this anymore
Can't sacrifice anymore
Cause we can't hide our fakings and weakness
Just wanna hope for a better dream
Just wanna give you a good wishing
Wanna help myself out
without offending our deal
then I accuse you of the offence,
I myself did later on
So would it matter to blame
would it matter to care
if we don't even dare
to admit our faults
running for our sake
grabbing our conscience along
And when we reach home
we don't find
no home, no breath,
no conscience and no threat
It's all about human ego
it's all about us
Just wanna hope for a better dream
Just wanna tell you
there is no good wishing
if we stay guarded
it hurts
seems I don't care
but the rhythm doesn't differ
it's the rhythm of today
and everyday
it's the rhythm of you and me
the crises we have to penetrate
Can't hide my sorrow
Can't do this anymore
Can't sacrifice anymore
Cause we can't hide our fakings and weakness
Just wanna hope for a better dream
Just wanna give you a good wishing
Wanna help myself out
without offending our deal
then I accuse you of the offence,
I myself did later on
So would it matter to blame
would it matter to care
if we don't even dare
to admit our faults
running for our sake
grabbing our conscience along
And when we reach home
we don't find
no home, no breath,
no conscience and no threat
It's all about human ego
it's all about us
Just wanna hope for a better dream
Just wanna tell you
there is no good wishing
if we stay guarded
Monday, February 12, 2007
Being objective
No one, no matter how smart or tolerating he/she is, can be totally objective. That's simply something above human abilities: Nobody is perfect. But what we all can and should do is (at least in my opinion) to try to approximate perfection, meaning to try to be as objective as our abilities allow us to be. If we can achieve such a step, then almost all our unfair debates would be solved.
Objective has nothing to do with one's religion, one's ethnicity or one's culture. It's just a simple way which enables human beings to understand and tolerate their as well as other's opinions, even though both may differ (drastically).
Why does being objective NOT offend being religious? First of all being objective stands for the fact that each one has his own opinions, his own points of view, including his religious points of view. Second: some religions ask us to show others the right path and advise them in an appropriate way. Well, this, too, isn't against being objective. You can simply say your opinion in an objective way, which would make you fulfil what is required from you and still stay in the objective limit. For instance, I can say: Well, my religion tells me so and so. I have to do so and so. I believe in what I'm doing, though others are doing the contrary. (If I'm close to these others I can talk to them in private and discuss it with them if they want.)
Other than that no religion or belief or any other religious belongings ask anyone to do more than what I just mentioned. Besides, as far as Islam is concerned, I don't think tolerating with people who do the thing I don't do (or I'm not allowed to do because of my religion) or accepting what they do after advising them or disagreeing (by words, attitude or 'by my heart') with them in a proper way is a sin.
Last but not least, being objective is what prevents us from being either moral or 'principle-less', from being either radical or careless, from belonging to either extremes in any political, religious, cultural field.
I would love to be objective, actually I'm proud of choosing the tolerating way to express my opinion and I hope God will help me stay on the right path. :)
Objective has nothing to do with one's religion, one's ethnicity or one's culture. It's just a simple way which enables human beings to understand and tolerate their as well as other's opinions, even though both may differ (drastically).
Why does being objective NOT offend being religious? First of all being objective stands for the fact that each one has his own opinions, his own points of view, including his religious points of view. Second: some religions ask us to show others the right path and advise them in an appropriate way. Well, this, too, isn't against being objective. You can simply say your opinion in an objective way, which would make you fulfil what is required from you and still stay in the objective limit. For instance, I can say: Well, my religion tells me so and so. I have to do so and so. I believe in what I'm doing, though others are doing the contrary. (If I'm close to these others I can talk to them in private and discuss it with them if they want.)
Other than that no religion or belief or any other religious belongings ask anyone to do more than what I just mentioned. Besides, as far as Islam is concerned, I don't think tolerating with people who do the thing I don't do (or I'm not allowed to do because of my religion) or accepting what they do after advising them or disagreeing (by words, attitude or 'by my heart') with them in a proper way is a sin.
Last but not least, being objective is what prevents us from being either moral or 'principle-less', from being either radical or careless, from belonging to either extremes in any political, religious, cultural field.
I would love to be objective, actually I'm proud of choosing the tolerating way to express my opinion and I hope God will help me stay on the right path. :)
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Eine Kurzgeschichte
Nein, ich sag ihm gar nichts und tue so, als ob ich ihn nicht kenne. Denn das ist genau, was er machen wird.
Das letzte Mal, wo wir uns trafen, da war ich total durch einander; ich war so aufgeregt, dass ich ihn beinahe geschubst habe und mein Gesicht brannte stark, dass er meine Unsicherheit wahrscheinlich bemerkt hatte.
Aber dieses Mal ..dies Mal muss ich ganz ruhig sein, als ob er für mich nichts wert ist, was ja zukünftig sein soll. Denn eins muss ich endlich begreifen: Meine Hoffnungen bezüglich dieser Person wird sich nie und nimmer erfüllen. Denn was hätte man anders erwatet, er ignoriert mich immer. Warum sollte ich mich eigentlich jedes Mal vorbereiten auf den bangen Moment..der Moment, an dem er an mich näher kommt. Was schon geschehen ist, unter uns bzw. mit uns, kann weder noch mal aufgegriffen noch verbessert werden.
Jetzt reiβ dich mal zusammen und es wird schon alles gut laufen. Es ist nur ein Moment und es wird nachher alles in Ordnung sein..hoffentlich..
Ist es wirklich ein Moment, der sofort vergeht? Ist es so leicht, wie ich es mir überzeugen will? Oder ist es eher nicht wie ein Schicksaalsmoment für mich?
Vorher muss ich mir überlegen, was zu machen ist, wenn er mit mir redet. Ich muss auch planen, was zu machen, wenn er –was ja höchstwahrscheinlich passieren würde- wenn er mich auch gar nicht anguckt.
Und dann kommt die Krise von nachher, also nach dem scheuβlichen, ja verdammten (wenn auch erwünschten) Moment: Warum hat er mich vernachlässigt, mich ignoriert? Warum hat er mindestens nicht danach gefragt, wie es mir geht?
Oder vielleicht –was übrigens auch möglich wäre-frage ich mich genau das Gegenteil: Warum hat er mit mir gesprochen? Warum ausgerechnet mit mir? Es gab ja viele andere Leute um uns an diesem Moment. Oder wusste er vielleicht, dass ich ihn irgendwie erwartete? Oder glaubte er, dass ich, und nur ich, die Antwort auf seine Frage weiβ? Auch wenn dies richtig wäre, dann wollte er eben die Antwort und nicht diejenige, die diese Antwort geben wird.
Warum quäle ich mich immernoch? Warum werfe ich mich andauernd in einem Meer, wovon mich niemand retten wird?! Warum will ich das Rest meines Lebens in Verwirrungen verbringen?! Warum will ich ihn nicht ein für alle Mal vergessen?! Habe ich mich nicht vor kurzem entschieden, dieses Thema zu schlieβen und nie wieder drauf einzugehgen. Denn er kennt mich nicht. Er weiβ ja höchstens, dass ich das eine oder andere Mal mit ihm gesprochen habe. Jedoch weiβ er nicht, wer ich bin. Bin ich nicht seine..
Das letzte Mal, wo wir uns trafen, da war ich total durch einander; ich war so aufgeregt, dass ich ihn beinahe geschubst habe und mein Gesicht brannte stark, dass er meine Unsicherheit wahrscheinlich bemerkt hatte.
Aber dieses Mal ..dies Mal muss ich ganz ruhig sein, als ob er für mich nichts wert ist, was ja zukünftig sein soll. Denn eins muss ich endlich begreifen: Meine Hoffnungen bezüglich dieser Person wird sich nie und nimmer erfüllen. Denn was hätte man anders erwatet, er ignoriert mich immer. Warum sollte ich mich eigentlich jedes Mal vorbereiten auf den bangen Moment..der Moment, an dem er an mich näher kommt. Was schon geschehen ist, unter uns bzw. mit uns, kann weder noch mal aufgegriffen noch verbessert werden.
Jetzt reiβ dich mal zusammen und es wird schon alles gut laufen. Es ist nur ein Moment und es wird nachher alles in Ordnung sein..hoffentlich..
Ist es wirklich ein Moment, der sofort vergeht? Ist es so leicht, wie ich es mir überzeugen will? Oder ist es eher nicht wie ein Schicksaalsmoment für mich?
Vorher muss ich mir überlegen, was zu machen ist, wenn er mit mir redet. Ich muss auch planen, was zu machen, wenn er –was ja höchstwahrscheinlich passieren würde- wenn er mich auch gar nicht anguckt.
Und dann kommt die Krise von nachher, also nach dem scheuβlichen, ja verdammten (wenn auch erwünschten) Moment: Warum hat er mich vernachlässigt, mich ignoriert? Warum hat er mindestens nicht danach gefragt, wie es mir geht?
Oder vielleicht –was übrigens auch möglich wäre-frage ich mich genau das Gegenteil: Warum hat er mit mir gesprochen? Warum ausgerechnet mit mir? Es gab ja viele andere Leute um uns an diesem Moment. Oder wusste er vielleicht, dass ich ihn irgendwie erwartete? Oder glaubte er, dass ich, und nur ich, die Antwort auf seine Frage weiβ? Auch wenn dies richtig wäre, dann wollte er eben die Antwort und nicht diejenige, die diese Antwort geben wird.
Warum quäle ich mich immernoch? Warum werfe ich mich andauernd in einem Meer, wovon mich niemand retten wird?! Warum will ich das Rest meines Lebens in Verwirrungen verbringen?! Warum will ich ihn nicht ein für alle Mal vergessen?! Habe ich mich nicht vor kurzem entschieden, dieses Thema zu schlieβen und nie wieder drauf einzugehgen. Denn er kennt mich nicht. Er weiβ ja höchstens, dass ich das eine oder andere Mal mit ihm gesprochen habe. Jedoch weiβ er nicht, wer ich bin. Bin ich nicht seine..
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
In love..in love?
Is love scientifically proved? I don't know, didn't do any researches, but I would rather go for a "No" as an answer. Lately, I have started to be convinced of the fact that there isn't such thing as love or that the definition of love as shown in movies simply is exaggerated and can't exist in real life.
Of course, when you're in love, you think that this is the love of your life and that this is real love you're having for this one. But, viewing things from another perspective, what are we talking about? Two people want to have something for each other, want to stay and talk with each other, want to adore each other and want to feel this thing called 'love'.
But, as this love-feeling can occur several times with different people, this feeling can't be a once in a lifetime experience. The expression "the one" is no more practical. Maybe it is also something we convince ourselves we're going through.
At first I thought love is like destiny and I believed in such things mentioned in movies, love poems and fantasies. I believed there is 'the one' for everyone of us, meaning that you can fall in love only once during your whole life.
But now, (not that something in specific happened to me) I don't really believe in such phenomenas. As cruel as it may sound: love is a feeling we want to live, no matter if it's true or not. Being in love doesn't necessarily mean you can't live without this one, it simply means that you somehow fit together, not by virtue of destiny or your zodiac signs or love, but because both of you happen to want the same thing from each other and both of you don't hate each other. Maybe there lies some bit of affection among all this, but it doesn't exceed being an 'affection', an admiration, but not love in the sense shown in movies and other romantic plays.
That does not mean I'm against romantic movies or books, I just don't think they're realistic enough. In fact, romances are my favourite, but you have to be aware that reality is way too far from what is shown in there. Furthermore, that doesn't mean I'm against being in love or being in a spiritual connection, it just means I'm a bit confused (and disappointed) that what we dream of can never be true to the fullest extent, because what we dream of simply is unobtainable.
Nevertheless, I hope we can all manage to mix our lives and join in it some crazy bits of fantasy and other (major) realistic points in order to make our lives as profitable and enjoyable as it can be.
Of course, when you're in love, you think that this is the love of your life and that this is real love you're having for this one. But, viewing things from another perspective, what are we talking about? Two people want to have something for each other, want to stay and talk with each other, want to adore each other and want to feel this thing called 'love'.
But, as this love-feeling can occur several times with different people, this feeling can't be a once in a lifetime experience. The expression "the one" is no more practical. Maybe it is also something we convince ourselves we're going through.
At first I thought love is like destiny and I believed in such things mentioned in movies, love poems and fantasies. I believed there is 'the one' for everyone of us, meaning that you can fall in love only once during your whole life.
But now, (not that something in specific happened to me) I don't really believe in such phenomenas. As cruel as it may sound: love is a feeling we want to live, no matter if it's true or not. Being in love doesn't necessarily mean you can't live without this one, it simply means that you somehow fit together, not by virtue of destiny or your zodiac signs or love, but because both of you happen to want the same thing from each other and both of you don't hate each other. Maybe there lies some bit of affection among all this, but it doesn't exceed being an 'affection', an admiration, but not love in the sense shown in movies and other romantic plays.
That does not mean I'm against romantic movies or books, I just don't think they're realistic enough. In fact, romances are my favourite, but you have to be aware that reality is way too far from what is shown in there. Furthermore, that doesn't mean I'm against being in love or being in a spiritual connection, it just means I'm a bit confused (and disappointed) that what we dream of can never be true to the fullest extent, because what we dream of simply is unobtainable.
Nevertheless, I hope we can all manage to mix our lives and join in it some crazy bits of fantasy and other (major) realistic points in order to make our lives as profitable and enjoyable as it can be.
Monday, February 05, 2007
We're going to.. (does it matter?)
No, I won't say where we're going on our Abifahrt, because it doesn't matter anymore. We're going somewhere, anywhere where we can all first of all be able to come (meaning the price), spend our last days together and enjoy. Aren't these reasons enough for our Abifahrt? I would say yes.
So unless it's gonna cause some of us financial (or make some of us in danger), meaning serious trouble, the subject doesn't really deserve to be talked about anymore.
Just wishing all of us a jolly good time. Let's just make the best out of it so that we will go home with precious, memorable time.
Speaking of Abi-attributes. Remembered it's our last year, last trip, last time, last day, last exams..last everything.. I don't know, but I can't be so emotional about it right now. Is it a bad sign? Am I too cold? The fact is I just expected things to be tragic (especially for me), because every time I leave a class or something like that, I get emotional about it. But this time, it's not the case. Maybe it's not that a big deal. Maybe I'm rather saving my tears for the Abi-Ball.
Hope everything is gonna be just marvelous.
So unless it's gonna cause some of us financial (or make some of us in danger), meaning serious trouble, the subject doesn't really deserve to be talked about anymore.
Just wishing all of us a jolly good time. Let's just make the best out of it so that we will go home with precious, memorable time.
Speaking of Abi-attributes. Remembered it's our last year, last trip, last time, last day, last exams..last everything.. I don't know, but I can't be so emotional about it right now. Is it a bad sign? Am I too cold? The fact is I just expected things to be tragic (especially for me), because every time I leave a class or something like that, I get emotional about it. But this time, it's not the case. Maybe it's not that a big deal. Maybe I'm rather saving my tears for the Abi-Ball.
Hope everything is gonna be just marvelous.
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