In response to the death of Jason Yang (there’s no other way to say it)
I can’t say that I was best friends with Jason, or even friends at all. He was in my second grade class, and that was it. I never talked to him again, except for a few times when he joined year around swimming. I can’t say that I ever knew him well; I can’t say that he was great, or smart, or a funny person because I don’t, and will never, know. All I know is that he thought about his future. I was reading his livejournal (not stalking) and one line said “…so I can get into a good college.” You know how sad it makes me to say “you’re never going to college”? I did not know him well, but I knew him well enough to say this: at least he cared. Even if he didn’t like playing the piano, at least he cared enough about his future to continue doing it. And what for? Now that he’s gone, what sort of future does he have? How is this possible? How can life pass us by so quickly? And now, reflecting on his death, I realize that maybe we should all live our lives a little more like Thoreau: slowly. We should not busy ourselves with the complications of life, namely homework, college apps, even relationships. But rather, come back to our infant state, and perhaps, find the true meaning to reality. Maybe then can we truly find our purpose in this world. Perhaps then, we will be able to live our life to the fullest. Because, in the end, it is our own life, and we must live it focusing on ourselves, rather than the outside world. For who needs to know of the outside world? What sort of gain do we get from knowing what everyone else is doing everyday? Let them say that this selfishness will hinder progress of humanity; let me say this: why must we progress? What is so evil about living life simply, without anything to corrupt or complicate life? Without a future to think about?
And so I remember know from Prerna’s wordpress:
Life: Because it’s where we are.
Perhaps we should live life for life right now, and not life twenty years from now.
krystal.
go blog more.
talk about seniors leaving like cool kids do.
pshhh