Sometimes we are happy, sometimes we are sad.
Sometimes we succeed. Sometimes we fail.
Sometimes good things happen. Sometimes bad.
That is the way things are.
So this weekend, we have a wedding of a cousin. And the sickness of an uncle.
To the cousin, may you live happy for as long as God permits.
To the uncle, stay strong. Our hearts are with you.
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A depression blog for those invited into his dark realm of existance.
Total Stalkers
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
The return.
Welcome back.
You've learnt a few things this holiday.
Some large, others insignificant.
First I would like to start of with my birthday, or lack thereof.
Yayy to me for turning 20! \o/
You're entering your second decade alive now.
It's time to increase the expectations everyone holds onto you.
Double the burden you are supposed to handle.
Triple your responsibility.
You are now expected to be more mature.
Take charge of things you never could handle before.
Understand new things never learnt.
And perform better nonetheless.
You are no longer expected to out-perform your siblings and rivals. Instead it is what we expect of you.
Little events that mean a lot to you should be of little significance from now onward.
You need to focus on things that will carry you through life.
Enjoyment shall be demoted down into the deepest realms of priority. Your studies, success, job and integral human nature should be in focus right not and improved upon.
What you want shall be second to what people expect you want. What they want from you of course is higher. Failure to meet these expectations shall result in your self being labelled as a failure both personally and publicly.
The terms and conditions of life is hard.
And the victims are infinite.
But then we are expected to handle it like a man.... they say.
Oh how I wish I was a girl sometimes.
I'll be honest. I'm not so fine when your parents forget your birthday.
You do get a little.... disappointed.
It's also kinda sad that for the past birthdays excluding the most recent previous one (19), you even had to plan your own birthday beforehand.
I know I don't demand much. In fact, I haven't demanded anything in particular until I graduated from Form 5. Everything I received was offered in advance, with an option to receive it or decline.
A third of them has been declined.
And yet, my expectations have always been low.
And never met.
Oh well. Life goes on......
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You've learnt a few things this holiday.
Some large, others insignificant.
First I would like to start of with my birthday, or lack thereof.
Yayy to me for turning 20! \o/
You're entering your second decade alive now.
It's time to increase the expectations everyone holds onto you.
Double the burden you are supposed to handle.
Triple your responsibility.
You are now expected to be more mature.
Take charge of things you never could handle before.
Understand new things never learnt.
And perform better nonetheless.
You are no longer expected to out-perform your siblings and rivals. Instead it is what we expect of you.
Little events that mean a lot to you should be of little significance from now onward.
You need to focus on things that will carry you through life.
Enjoyment shall be demoted down into the deepest realms of priority. Your studies, success, job and integral human nature should be in focus right not and improved upon.
What you want shall be second to what people expect you want. What they want from you of course is higher. Failure to meet these expectations shall result in your self being labelled as a failure both personally and publicly.
The terms and conditions of life is hard.
And the victims are infinite.
But then we are expected to handle it like a man.... they say.
Oh how I wish I was a girl sometimes.
I'll be honest. I'm not so fine when your parents forget your birthday.
You do get a little.... disappointed.
It's also kinda sad that for the past birthdays excluding the most recent previous one (19), you even had to plan your own birthday beforehand.
I know I don't demand much. In fact, I haven't demanded anything in particular until I graduated from Form 5. Everything I received was offered in advance, with an option to receive it or decline.
A third of them has been declined.
And yet, my expectations have always been low.
And never met.
Oh well. Life goes on......
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