diary notes #15
october 18th
Okay, I have to admit I almost forgot to do my daily blogging today. Usually I do my ten minutes of blog-writing before my story-writing session, but today I did my story-writing session first and was about to do something else till I forgot I had to do this. Ha! Humans are so fallible. Even with daily habits and like muscle memory at this point, we still forget to do some things that matter so much to us.
Anyways, it's hot here ... in winter. Could someone please tell me how it's thirty-four degrees Celsius right now as we're in the winter months? My God. Climate change has ruined everything. Look, I didn't very much like Dhaka's climate anyways but it's getting worse. When it's cold, it's damn cold, and when it's hot, it's freakin hot as shit. C'mon people. Why is there still so less focus on climate change?
For anyone who denies climate change, please go live in a country that's right in the equator (like Bangladesh) and stay there for ten years. I've been here for seven and counting, and I can tell you the climate is changing. It's becoming some sort of corruption. It'll only be some time till the general global population feels it too, including those in the richer countries who have all the money thus who can do all the doing but aren't doing all the doing.
Ah, all this climate change talk reminds me of when I had a conversation with this family member about further studies and she told me that she did a Bachelors in Environmental Sciences and I was like 'yeah, no; that sounds boring'. It sorta did. She was an abroad citizen and had come to Bangladesh to get a job in the environment sector, because apparently Bangladesh has really good environment-caring organizations. I have to be honest with her. She'd live much happier abroad because, as I've said so many times before, my country doesn't have much. You have to get used to all the deficiencies and then again why live in a developing country when you could live in a developed country? Maybe for the culture. Yeah. But I value safety a lot.
october 19th
Well, I've recently learnt that my country's crown jewel of an airport has burst into flames. Seriously, I'm not joking. It was on the news and something has to be really big for even me to hear it because I literally don't watch the news. It's a bit sad really and also a bit scary because I went to the same exact airport last month for you know my Thailand trip.
Anyways, since in Dhaka everything is like absurdly connected, this airport-flame-incident has caused some traffic or is at least likely to, so classes were held online. Okay, I just have to say: school physically is boring as shit, school digitally is even worse. My God, it's just that everything feels so dull. The teachers don't even seem to be trying to teach. And it's just so, so easy to be distracted. Besides, it's hard to pay attention in an apartment you share with the rest of your family. Yeah, it's hard.
That's also one of the many reasons I wake up really early in the morning, because (a) Dhaka is sorta quiet when most of its residents are sleeping at dawn, and (b) the apartment is always more peaceful. Around this time is usually when I walk, the sun just coming in with all the lights off. I was really tired today though, so after waking up I fell asleep on the couch and woke up just an hour before the classes began.
I'm thinking of doing my story-writing session while doing the online classes, because really, who care? I do care a lot about learning and knowledge, but I'm not a big fan of academia. I'd rather learn for curiosity's sake, not to get a high grade on an exam that I'll probably forget after a few years.
There's so many interesting things to learn about, but in academia, we're so restricted to things that don't really fit us. I'd rather learn how the Philippines gained independence from its American neo-colonizers then predicting the trajectory of a ball using the SUVAT equations. Ugh.
october 20th
Life is a tasteless fruit that I always thought had more and envisioned that it must've had some taste in the past. That is how I'm feeling. Ugh. Bored. Why is everything so repetitive? Same schedule, same friends, same difficulties of life with all the same problems.
Well, hey, writing makes each day a bit different than the last so yeah that's nice. One of the main reasons why I still blog here. Well, I just have to say: this blog is more of a diary for me. You know, there are many blogs on the internet: cooking blogs, tech blogs, stupid-shit blogs. I've made mine into some diary though and honestly I'd prefer this blog never becomes famous because my God, it's full of my feelings. Yes, feelings: something the internet doesn't have anymore.
Anyways, I feel heartbroken today (yes, I'm talking about my feelings), because someone I really respect is sorta a climate denialist. Like, this dude is literally making me pass A-level physics at school because I have the most boring teacher ever, and then I see his video on climate change?
Some of his points were valid though, that there are billionaires who are only into climate change because of the money and green reputation. That a lot of new sectors in climate change are only being pursued because of new opportunities for profit. That yes, some scientists are greedy and money-driven and that the pharmaceutical industry is too monopolized.; oh God, how good of a world it would be if everybody got the drugs they needed for free.
I did agree with some of his points but not all. All scientists are not money-driven bastards and even if severe climate change happens now, I think humanity will still push through. Humans can live with very little, my friend. Climate change is real. If you wanna see if it is, go live in an equatorial country for seven years (said this in the beginning). Please, personal experience dictates truth. Winter is now hot and sorta cold. What in the hell? Hmm, I think that's a pun.