12. Knowledge
Knowledge is power.
I actually have no idea whether I support that statement or not. Woo, cliches! Actually, I take that 'woo' back. I did Literature in year 11 and the one main thing I remember is my teacher drilling into us that cliches are horrible horrible things that you must never use ever. Ever.
Seriously, don't do it.
I like knowing things. I like knowing how exactly it is that a clock manages to keep the time, how it always manages to tick exactly one second at a time, basically just how on earth a clock works. I like to know what's going into the food I'm eating, why exactly it is that my car requires oil, how the brakes in a car work, how a car works in general, where certain religions came about, why some countries are independent and how they got there.
Humans are always desperate for more knowledge. If we could find out what was going to happen in the next 100 years, we probably would. I don't know where I was going with this thought. That's what I get for opening another tab and getting distracted. Perhaps the internet is trying to tell me to be more loyal, more faithful to my dear writing challenge.
Or not. I don't know. I'm tired.
It's interesting, I went through high school, studied my butt off (ok if I'm honest, I didn't study my butt off, I just studied) and I still feel like I came out with maybe 10% of the information I was meant to retain? How silly! And yet, after recovering from what was generally a rather unpleasant high school experience, I've come out wanting to learn MORE. This year at YD has been the first year in a long long time that I've actually enjoyed learning and wanted to keep coming back every day and learning more.
Perhaps I'm becoming human again? Can you change from zombie to human? I think I was a bit of a zombie during high school, come to think of it.
If I don't stop I'm going to end up rambling about zombies, so I'm going to spare you all and stop now.
I actually have no idea whether I support that statement or not. Woo, cliches! Actually, I take that 'woo' back. I did Literature in year 11 and the one main thing I remember is my teacher drilling into us that cliches are horrible horrible things that you must never use ever. Ever.
Seriously, don't do it.
I like knowing things. I like knowing how exactly it is that a clock manages to keep the time, how it always manages to tick exactly one second at a time, basically just how on earth a clock works. I like to know what's going into the food I'm eating, why exactly it is that my car requires oil, how the brakes in a car work, how a car works in general, where certain religions came about, why some countries are independent and how they got there.
Humans are always desperate for more knowledge. If we could find out what was going to happen in the next 100 years, we probably would. I don't know where I was going with this thought. That's what I get for opening another tab and getting distracted. Perhaps the internet is trying to tell me to be more loyal, more faithful to my dear writing challenge.
Or not. I don't know. I'm tired.
It's interesting, I went through high school, studied my butt off (ok if I'm honest, I didn't study my butt off, I just studied) and I still feel like I came out with maybe 10% of the information I was meant to retain? How silly! And yet, after recovering from what was generally a rather unpleasant high school experience, I've come out wanting to learn MORE. This year at YD has been the first year in a long long time that I've actually enjoyed learning and wanted to keep coming back every day and learning more.
Perhaps I'm becoming human again? Can you change from zombie to human? I think I was a bit of a zombie during high school, come to think of it.
If I don't stop I'm going to end up rambling about zombies, so I'm going to spare you all and stop now.
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