The Unexamined Life is Not Worth Living?

I pretty much agree that an unexamined life is not worth living. I'm not saying that people with unexamined lives should go kill themselves, but yes, I think there wouldn't be much substance in their lives. I feel like people, especially young people (me included), do not know what they want in life. As children, people blindly grow up under so many influences that they do not even know are there. These influences include people, yes, but they also can include the many minor events that one experiences such as watching a cartoon or climbing a tree. I feel like these influences are the key to examining one's life. They are the only things one knows so it is the one and only great place to start reflection. Questioning one's experiences and influences forces the true meaning of those things to oneself. Why do I like this? Is it wrong for me to do this? How? After long bouts of introspection, I feel like the personal meanings of things will reveal themselves to anyone. All the bull people thought they cared for and all the true shit people actually care about will be realized. I feel like this self examination, goes on throughout one's life; It is a sign of maturing. Examination will help direct those blindly living life.

Eulogy

We can all remember Justin Mark Honra in many ways. We know him as a brother, a cousin, a friend, but really as the funniest, straight forward and truthful person we could ever meet. He was born in Manila, Philippines on January 23, 1995 to Jeanett Honra and Darius Mayhay. He lived through poverty, not owning many toys but only a bag of legos and a walking robot that lit up. As a boy, he and his cousins had fun by playing outside and messing with his uncle's pet monkey Fykes. Life was simple back then, but it was still tough. He came to America when he was six. I can still remember him as the boy that never really talked. I think he didn't know English. When I look back at the six year old Justin compared to the seventeen year old one, I cannot believe that they were the same person.
Justin was a loud one all right. He was talkative and loved to make jokes in class. He was really straightforward to both teachers and students. He may have seemed the quiet type in class but it was only when he was with awesome people that his true personality showed.
You know, it always surprised me how Justin could always laugh and be so straight forward all the time. He didn't grow up in the greatest situation out there. His father left when he was 9 and he didn't have his mom in America until two years ago. He had to learn to be independent which made him mature quickly. Although Justin may have seemed at times to be too frank and rude, he was actually kind. His unique personality always left people with a smile. We will always know Justin not as that boy in class that died, or the unfortunate family member, but as the man who could always make you laugh and would never lie to your face no matter the situation.