Am I or Am I Not?

When first posed with the question, "Are you a humanist?" The first thing I did was, I looked up the word, Humanist. Yay. The definition that I'll be using for blog entry is as followed "a person having a strong interest in or concern for human welfare, values, and dignity."

Upon first meeting me, you would think "Yes, she most definitly is a humanist." I know this because I actually asked a few of my friends if they thought I was or wasn't. Also because I know myself quite well, or I would like to think I do, and I put alot of emphasis on the "human" factor in almost everything. That's what I'm mostly concerned with, on the outside.


Quite frankly, I don't find myself either one. I'm kinda stuck in the middle, as I always am. I am and I am not, that's just kinda how I roll. I am because of the fact that, as the definition I used states, I have a strong interest and concern for humans. I am not because at times, I could probably care less and I find myself really disliking the creatures (Yes I do include myself in that "creatures" statement, since I am human) that inhabit this planet. Though that doesn't happen very often, only because I make sure it doesn't.


I believe that there is some value in humans, although we have done terrible things to this planet, our ideas and thoughts are in fact, valuable. Atleast, to me they are. I don't mean my own ideas and thoughts, I could usually care less about that, I'm referring to others thoughts and ideas. There isn't full value though, because it can be easy to state that we haven't done the smartest things, and that we've done a good job of destroying this planet. And that is why I tend to flip flop between caring and not caring.

To Live A Happy Life...

There is simply too many answers for this question in my own mind, because I always think of what other people would respond with. For one to live a happy life, there may be no true answer for this, only opinion. So I guess I should give my opinion.

In order for someone to live a happy life, I would say they'd have to live a pure and true life, following each decesion without regret. When I say living a "pure and true life" I don't mean being the shining role model for the entire world, who has no vices, and is selfless beyond all reasoning. We're human, obviously being "Perfect" is almost entirely impossible, and people who do try to achieve this end up with a huge complex or something. What I do mean, is to go through your life living as true to yourself as you can, without loosing your ability to be aware of others. Live as your good concience dictates. If you do wrong, and make mistakes, accept the consequences of those mistakes without being a whiney, complaining baby about it. Always try to do right, not only what is socially acceted as morally right, but also what you feel is morally right. Societys view on a certain ethic or moral might not be yours, because although there are social norms we all end up following, everybody has a different view on things. The most important thing, is that you should never live with regrets, because if that happens, how can you ever be truley happy?

Creature of Habit

I'm most definitly a creature of habit, although I try not to be at times. The occasional trying to switch up my most boring daily routine. This effort never lasts very long though, because I'm a pretty lazy person and I'd rather sleep most of the time.

So my daily routine is pretty simple. My dad, when he isn't away, wakes me up by yelling, each and every time. I get up at whatever time (I try to wake up at 6 in the morning, but I very rarely actually wake up at that time, usually I end up oversleeping.) and rush to get my stuff together and get dressed. I never plan my outfit the night before, I kinda just throw something together, and if I'm going to miss the bus I always wear Pajamas to school. So now, when you see me slumming in my PJs you know now that I woke up late, and had to rush to just barely make it too my bus. I go to school, and repeat the same schedule every day. Out of habit, I take the long way to both Website Design and English 11 so I can talk to my friends. If I have period 8 off that day, I go to my moms daycare, and 9th period I always go back to the school to hang out with my friends.

After school, I go back to the daycare for a little bit and I hang out with my mom and the kids. Around 3:30-4:00 p.m. I go back to the school and watch my two friends at Tennis. That is unless they have a home game, than I either hang out with my other friends or I hang around the daycare. Regardless I always walk home with my friend George, and if she's there that day, our friend Jamie.

When I get home around 5:30-6:30 P.M., I go upstairs to my room, put down my pocketbook first, and then my books. Then I take off my jacket, and I change into more comfortable clothes. Dinner is at 6:30 usually so I eat, then I hope on my bed, turn on my TV and spend the rest of my life on the computer, usually not doing homework (which is why this blog is so rudely late) and doing what I do every day of my life.

In my mind, I am a philosopher because of many reasons. I am able to think, and question everything, and the answer, the truth, is the most important thing to me. Rather then accept blindly the way that the world is seen, and heard through our sense, I try to see it through many different scopes. I search for a truth in this world, that is most likely unreachable, but I try to question everything. I’ll never reach that “truth of this world” because, I don’t know where that truth begins or ends. I am also a philosopher, because I am able to admit that I don’t know anything; from that, I can begin to try and understand the world around me, and the unseen worlds that lie around us.

The most important reason , I believe, is because I exist. I believe that everybody has the potential to be a philosopher, and are philosophers, because they simply exist and are able to think. We were given this mind as a gift, and we were given the ability to question everything for a reason. If I didn’t exist, if You didn’t exist, then how could we or others, call us philosophers? How could we start on the path of philosophy?