2006/03/18

Believe

Short, simple thought. I was recalling a conversation with a coworker on the subject of religion, it basically got broken down to the belief in God (or some other higher all-powerful deity).

The statement "I believe in God" implies that one is religious, tries to be good, do good, etc. Or at least, that seems to be the commonly accepted understanding among [North American] society. But let's think about this a little bit deeper. In the case that one believes in [the existence of] God, one must also believe in the devil, right?

In this system, the devil is in direct opposition to God. It would therefore logically necessitate that the devil has no doubt of God's existence. And yet, for the devil to be in direct opposite to God, he would also have to oppose everything God does and wishes.

Having said that, the statement "I believe in God" says nothing about how I am as a person, or whether I'm even moral. In short, in the context of religious discussion, it's practically a meaningless statement. (Well, not really, but it's pretty close.)

Me: Are you religious?
Coworker: well, I believe in God
Me: So?

2006/03/05

Lent

Not that I've been regularly updating this site anyways, but yah. School work, deadlines, aspirations of graduating, etc. So I'm going to disappear from the online scene. ...sorta. Mostly from dA and here. ...and xanga. Maybe LJ. Hesitating about MSN; got some very informed contacts on me list...

Anyways, wish me luck on my translations and other outstanding projects. <3

2006/03/04

Normal and Regular

I think ppl who only read this blog of mine might start to think that I'm becoming some sort of Grammar nazi. So, here's a post on some lighter, meaningless things in life.

It's always fun to spend a weekend away with a group of friends in a chalet in the dead of winter in the middle of nowhere without even going skiing on the skiing slopes on the mountain 50 metres away.
Seriously, though, it's always interesting to learn about how the differences in one's situation either help shape their character, or simply make them different without affecting anything.
For example:

Single children cannot brush their teeth while sharing a sink with someone else. I learned this when I was brushing my teeth (with the washroom door open) and my friend walked in. I motioned that he could share the sink, but he's like, "what? at the same time? but like, wouldn't it interfere...?"
I paused for a bit then asked, "are you an only child?"
"yeah..."
"Ah, that's why. Trust me, it's not too hard."
"Just the same, I think I'll wait 'til you're done."
And at the time, I knew to ask that because logically, only people without siblings [close to their age] would have any chance of having no experience with brushing their teeth with other people while sharing a sink. Not that it makes a marked difference in daily behaviour, but it just means that the maximum number of minutes that the washroom is used is raised because of those single children.

Some other minor things that I've learned is that people squeeze their toothpaste tubes differently. Guys tend to just grabble the middle (perhaps from habit of handling some other shaft-like object?) while girls tend to be more neat and push from the ends. Of course there are exceptions, and those exceptions are reflected in their personalities - the neater guys tend either to be the engineering type (maximize resources, efficiency, etc), and the 'exceptional' girls are the messy, raucous, random types.

Also, people pour their cereal differently. I haven't found any *real* difference here, but from what I've seen, most people keep the bag of cereal in the box as they pour into the bowl, but one person I've seen, at least, pulls the bag out. But another thing is that while some people cut it and then clip it (to preserve freshness?), others rip it open, then crumple it back in the box, while others fold it neatly, etc...

Some people need to wear slippers while on hardwood/tiled floors, while for others, socks are as good a barrier between the soles of their feet and the floor as any pair of slippers would be.

And boy, when you live with a group of post-teenagers, you REALLY learn who's a morning person, and who isn't.

Yah, no deep thoughts here, just some causual observations.