Do you think no matter how much in the darkness you are, or anyone really, can there still be some light?
How do you feel about coconuts?
What's the most embarrassing thing to happen to you while you were at school?
It depends on perspective. I define light to be associated with logic and analytical thinking whereas the darkness drives on emotions, doing things based on feelings. I know a lot of people associate the darkness with evil but this isn't strictly true in my opinion. Based on my definition, I would take the ying yang approach and say that no matter how much someone tries to think about things rationally, there'll always be at least a bit of emotion in that person, we're human not computers. That person doesn't necessarily have to act on those emotions but they will still be there. Conversely, someone who appears to do everything because they feel like it, will have some level of rational behind their actions - others may not be able to comprehend it and the person themselves may not even realize it themselves but I think there is an underlying logic to actions that are seemingly based on fleeting emotions.
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The last time I had a coconut was while I was in Sri Lanka and it was like having a full lunch loool. I was so full but I was also much younger back then than I am now. I love coconut milk too.
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Oh boy. I will never forget the last fight I was in. It was when I was in year 9. I had a crush on a girl who had a boyfriend. After several attempts of trying to split them apart I decided to write a poem. But not a love poem to her, a hate poem to the boyfriend lol. He ends up reading it and confronts me. He shoves me back a few times and then he grabs my neck. He doesn't exert any pressure though so I swat his hand away. He powerfully shoves me this time and I stumble back. He closes the distance. I was a brown belt in Karate back then, two away from Black. He was a black belt in Tae Kwan Do.
"Go on then, hit me."
At that moment, my body just moved on its own. He did just give me permission to attack him. One moment I was standing still, the next I was recoiling my fist from his face. I don't even know how my body moved from a stationary position so swiftly. I didn't even feel the punch connecting. My opponent had no chance of guarding such an attack either, it was so quick. He stumbles back a lot and momentarily covers his face with his hands.
A perfect opportunity to continue on the offensive right? Unfortunately some sort of divine intervention kicked in and I couldn't move my body at all. If I was to take a guess, the fear of what I had just done had completely numbed my body, rendering it all but useless. I was a sitting duck. He recovers and punches me right in the face. I stumble back, but apart from that my body still won't move. He ends up punching my face around 4 to 5 more times. I don't actually feel any of the punches at all, probably due to the adrenalin rush.
A teacher then rushed in and stopped the conflict. I take a good look at his face. Tears are flowing out of his eyes like a gentle stream and blood is pouring out of his nose like a raging waterfall. My face was apparently heavily bruised - I couldn't feel any pain though - I suppose my face must have been numb. Even half an hour later, only my nose hurt internally for a bit, but then that pain subsided and I was fine.
I look back and realize how weak and pathetic I was back then. I had no real control over my body at all during that fight. Everything I did was from instinct drilled into me through my training. Ah well, I'm stronger now. If it wasn't possible for people to think any lower of me, well I've probably provided that opportunity here.
Another occasion I let out a REALLY loud fart in my English class. That was pretty damn embarassing as well actually lol. It kinda sounded as if I had pooed my pants but I didn't. It was just a cannon explosion of gas.