Stop Killing Dolphins in Taiji

January 14, 2015 Mia2 Comments

Source: http://www.theguardian.com/science/2010/feb/19/dolphins-humans-diabetes

Let’s get serious. I loved dolphins since I was a child. It hurts me too see them being killed in Taiji, Japan. I follow the Sea Shepherd Cove Guardians on Facebook. They keep us updated everyday about what these killers are doing. What’s even worse, they can’t do anything but watch them kill innocent dolphins. At this rate all dolphins will all become extinct. The hunting season ends in March. The reason they kill these animals are greed and selfishness. They done the killing for centuries and they will keep doing so as long as nobody interferes.

They’re not only killing them but they also take them captive and dump the juveniles back to the sea where they probably will be eaten by other animals. The killers choose which one’s to sell to marine parks, zoo’s and “swimming with the dolphins”programs. Rest they brutally slaughter and sell their meat to restaurants. If the dolphins are injured, they dump them back to the killing cove. This senseless killing goes on everyday. They have the dolphins captive for days without food. They split the families in two and make them suffer. These killers have no heart whatsoever. All they care about is killing innocent dolphins so they can live a fulfilled life.

Dolphins are close to humans. They’re smart and family orientated. They belong to the ocean and not for human entertainment. As long as people go to marine parks and such, the killing will continue. A lot of people doesn’t know the truth behind the way how these dolphins end up in these places.

I usually don’t wish bad luck to people but when it comes to Taiji killers, I hope God will punish them with something horrible. Like a hurricane or tsunami. No animal deserve to be terrorized by humans. This animal cruelty must stop. And before anyone says, “it’s always been like that” That is no excuse. There are ways to change things. We should not settle with “it’s always been like that” It’s like giving up hope. If there’s a will, there’s a way.

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I am what I am.Don’t try and change me.

January 1, 2015 Mia4 Comments

When I’ll post this, it will already be 2015 (I started this post on December 30, 2014). But it will not mean I’m gonna change. I’m not gonna become a different person just because the year changes. I’m just gonna be another year older.

Some say I should be more social. Even the newspaper I was as an intern in as a photographer, mentioned it in the after report. I don’t know how social they wanted me to be. I was only there for 2 weeks. I can’t become social over night. And I did talk to my co-workers which was an achievement for an introvert like me. This word “social” bugs me. What is it anyway? You can be social without having to talk nonsense. I guess you can’t be a photographer if you’re not social. BS I say. I’m an introvert, not mute. I’m not gonna become something else just because someone tells me to.

You can’t tell a person what kind of personality they should have. If you’re an introvert, you are. It’s like saying to an extrovert to become more introvert. We all have H20 but the difference is, we all have different personalities. And being an introvert is a personality, not a decease. Extroverts should take examples from introverts. Only talk when you’ve something important to say. If you don’t have any important to say, don’t say it at all. If I had a motto, that would be it.

I don’t do New Year’s resolutions but one thing’s for sure, I will continue to be what I am. If people won’t respect that, then too bad.

I wish I had said something

December 19, 2014December 19, 2014 Mia3 Comments

I take you back to 5th grade. The year is beside the point. I was in this class the 2nd year. I had to take 4th grade twice so I had to leave my old class. The 1st year in this new class went OK. It was the 5th that turn into hell. There was this girl who seem to have issues with me. I wasn’t bullied the way some people are. But she somehow turned the other girls against me. It was whispering behind my back and leaving me outside the group. That is one kind of bullying I guess. I could feel they didn’t want me to be around them. I was all alone. School didn’t taste good so I was rather not there. I played hooky quite a lot because of that.

Group work was the worst. I really disliked that in the future. P.E. wasn’t fun either. I don’t know why the teacher let the pupils choose which ones should be in their team. I was good at sport and yet no one wanted me in theirs. This girl was awful at it. In general she was kind of stuck up. She was one of those that never got any spots. Miss Perfect herself (that’s what I think now) She wasn’t perfect at all. She wasn’t good in Math either.
Years later, I saw her in another school. I don’t know if she recognised me or not. It doesn’t matter. She didn’t seem to be that childish anymore anyway. I didn’t go to that school that long (for a different reason). I only saw her there once. I didn’t want anything to do with her. People like her are a waste of my time. I found out years later that she had cut a school at some point and worked somewhere. She didn’t become anything special which is a bit like, ha ha, in your face.

I wish I had said something to her in 5th grade. I would have told her where to get off. The worse thing was that she couldn’t say it to my face. Instead she said something to her friend and that friend told me (that friend used to my friend. Bloody backstabber :P) She didn’t want to sit by the same table in the diner because I had spots on my face. The friend suggested I should use some cream to make them disappear. Another thing was that I had some line on my nose that she didn’t like. It was just silly reasons. I didn’t say anything but if it was happening today, I would have said something to her. I think it was more than just some imperfect feature. I’ve thought about the time and came to the conclusion, she was just jealous. Maybe because I was good at sport or good at something else. Like I wrote, it doesn’t matter. I got rid of her and I don’t care anymore.

One thing I’ve learned through that experience. I will never let anyone treat me like that again. I’m a much stronger person now that I was then. It hasn’t put me down. Maybe that experience has had some effect on me. I’m careful with whom I confide in. I’m a private person and I don’t trust people. That’s the reason I don’t blog about personal things that often. If life would only be like blogging. Edit when you haven’t said something you wish you had.

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