Earth is bound to die in millions of years or maybe a few years. But its death is inevitable. The sun is constantly expanding, and its heat, increasing every year, will boil away the oceans. Or our neighbor, the Andromeda Galaxy, will some time swipe the Milky Galaxy into a drastic collision. Or the thousands of asteroids that surround our planet will someday land hard on our heads. Or more sadly, the influence our simple existence pounds on Earth will force us out of this planet as Ben Austen had noted,
"Given the risks humans pose to the planet, we might someday leave Earth simply to conserve it."
There are many settlements we can make in the outer space.. Venus, the moon, an asteroid. In fact, Mars is a planet that resembles Earth closest. It can reach a mild 70 degrees Fahrenheit and provide some protection from the sun. However, have we considered what we would do as soon as we get there? It is crucial to sustain a good human population, not only to survive but to thrive. Anywhere we find habitable, we would have to start new again.
I guess the point I’m trying to make here is that we need to focus more on researching and building more energy-efficient biofuels and get more people interested in such fields. With more people, there will be imagination. With more imagination, there will be novel ideas. Then if these ideas are put into actions..
..we would be looking into the future more prepared.
i can’t PLAY clarinet right. WHY.. since 2011 marching band, my tone worsened. new mouthpiece doesn’t seem to cure the problem. is it just me? but i sounded mucho better last year. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME
I did NOT know Sirius Black was played by Gary Oldman. Whaat. Anyway, after this late realization, my respect for him went up like x1000.
"I want you to listen to me very carefully, Harry. You’re not a bad person. You’re a very good person, who bad things have happened to. Besides, the world isn’t split into good people and Death Eaters. We’ve all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That’s who we really are."
Today morning, my dad and my brother left at 5am to go snowboarding at Tahoe. They headed to Boreal because it was arguably the cheapest and closest rink. I was sleeping soundly in my cozy bed until Dad called me. I first thought the ringtone was my alarm, so I tried ignoring the bell, but I knew it was the new year. I reached out for my buzzing phone and unconsciously found out that my dad was calling me. Picking up the phone, Dad yelled,
"HAHPPIE NEUH YAR!"
He was apparently having fun like he had never been before, and he asked me what I was doing. I replied heavily,
"I’m still sleeping…" I couldn’t swallow my saliva with a sore throat. This must be portending something about this new year, I thought.
"STILL SLEEPING!? Well, this is our tenth round on the ski rift! I’ll send our picture to your email soon. Wake up and tell your mom we’re having lots of fun. Goodbye!"
I hung up. My mom called me over to see who was the caller. I told her everything.
Then, I showered instantly because I knew I hadn’t showered since last year. Sorry, I tried to make a joke. Anyway, unlike yesterday, I was plainly happy and glad; showering on the first day of January 2012 instilled a spiritual feeling in me. It felt like a new feeling, but I knew I have experienced such sensation before, somewhere I solely wished to run and run forever. Now that I’m trying to describe this scenery in detail—with Gabriel’s Oboe playing—I remember the many times I have visited Stanford. And the times when I just felt like spreading my wings and aimlessly meander around the front field. The time when my brother raced biking with me and almost ran over the fountain. The time when I bruised my knee after first attempting to bike without hands on the handle. The time when I played hide and seek with my baby cousins. All my reminiscences @Stanford are imbued with green. Such freshness I willingly strive to reach out to. My heart is quivering for those moments that I never knew I would feel so nostalgic about. Well, maybe. Maybe I had known that I would miss these moments. All I know is I will soon re-experience such glory with different and new people if I try hard enough. With a particular being that I wish to stay permanently with—but an ephemeral wish that I know will never happen. With my other cousins who are struggling from the harsh economy in Korea. With my grandma who is struggling to survive her lifelong disease. With my aunt who never ceases to help our families and consistently cares for me and my brother. With my long-gone grandpas in spirit.
I just wish I will make some memorable occasions this year. And reach my goals to achieve my wishes. Happy 2012.