Thursday, October 27, 2016

Prompt for 10/27/16

-How comfortable are you with lying?

Lying is something that I have never been able feel comfortable with. Obviously, lying about something of great importance makes me the most uncomfortable. But the same holds true lies about trivial matters. My insides twist anxiously whenever I let slip a little white lie. I’ll even internally fret over partial truths I may have told in the past few months. Many who know me will note that I cringe at any degree of dishonesty.

I anticipate that many will question my opinion: “Surely the occasional white lie can’t hurt! Everyone does it!” I acknowledge this point, but it is my opinion that just because humans tend toward a certain behavior, does not mean it is morally just. I would even go to say that it is quite the contrary. I believe that the truth is absolutely good; therefore, something that is false degrades truth, and is inherently evil. Anything that is not the complete truth cannot be completely good.

People may point out that being too honest has its downsides; my brutal honesty has hurt the feelings of those close to me several times. I think my friend was greatly saddened when I told him that after a day in the sun, his face had the color and texture of a baked potato. Another got quite angry when I told him I didn’t give a shit that one of his gerbils had died. Being honest has even brought me pain, like when I told a large man (probably twice my weight) at the supermarket checkout line that he smelled terrible and should consider grabbing some deodorant instead of a large bag of Cheetos on his way out. Or perhaps purchase a bathtub.

However, I think all of this is irrelevant. Avoiding lies in order to spread the good of truth is a great endeavor, which is why I am so averse to lying. Indeed, I consider those who take to lying comfortably to be far beneath me. These kind of people clearly lack the conscience to even attempt to prevent themselves from spewing the evil of untruth. If anything is worse than the feeling after telling a lie, it is the feeling after realizing you’ve been told a lie. Unfortunately, I do not believe that people will cease in their dishonest depravity.    


An unfortunate fact is that when anyone tells you something, you can't be absolutely certain if it's true or not. You are at best able to gauge their degree of truthfulness only if you know their personality, ways of thinking, loyalties, and/or motives well enough. Only then can you recognize the face of deceit and slow the spread of dishonesty. I think that of all my points, this is the most important take-away. 

Thursday, October 13, 2016

Prompt for 10/13/16

1.  How much self-control do you have?

Depending on what situation I'm in, my self-control can vary wildly. When it comes to giving into distractions (like eating, sleeping, surfing the web when I should be working) I'll admit that my self-control is pretty bad. What goes through my mind is pretty much this:

"Lemme go downstairs and grab a snack. Or maybe two. Or I'll just polish off all the leftovers from dinner." 
"I'm pretty tired, so I'll just take a nap instead of finishing this..." 
"I'm bored, let's see what's on my Facebook feed...or on all these subreddits. Do I feel like reading random stories from strangers? Yes I do. Oh hey, new stuff in my YouTube subscription feed!

By now I assume you get the idea. Such a heavy procrastination habit is obviously bad, as is my lack of self- control when it comes to all these distractions that food, sleep, and the internet offer. This problem is most likely the result of a short attention span, sometimes combined with lethargy and/or boredom. Even now, as I ponder how to continue my essay, my left hand twitches, longing to hit Ctrl-n and wander over to another webpage. Ironically, I'm not even supposed to be working on this essay prompt right now; I'm supposed to be coding. As you can see, my self-control when it comes to distractions is not so great.

The same used to be the same when it came to controlling my actions and temper. I was a pretty wild kid who liked to get my way. Honestly, a twelve year old or younger Sam Guo would annoy the hell out of me. I was quick to get angry and lose my temper; I seemed to have overreacted to a lot of situations that could have been dealt with calmly and easily. I often was easy to provoke; in one instance, I ended up in deep trouble after some other kids had tossed rocks at me, and I ended up pelting them back. When playing games, I'd openly vent my frustration if I lost. 

Fortunately, I think I've improved myself in these areas. I'm not as quick to get angry, and generally I'm outwardly calmer and less hyperactive. In that regard, I think my self-control has gotten a lot better. I can keep my emotions in check better than I used to be able to and I'm more mindful of what my actions may cause. In the future, I hope to also correct my self-control when faced with distractions.