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The Chronicles of Ulic
Begin Once More
Thursday, January 17, 2008
i feel broken, somehow. should've seen it coming. well, i guess i did, knowing full well how self-destructive i am.
this just some rambling. so dun bother reading.
they say a child is born pure. free of sin. at least, that's like what holy books say. i tend to think we're born perfect. well, besides the imperfection of being human, that is. a child knows no evil. and so does none. it doesn't know good, or any better, so it really doesn't do much. maybe that's why a child is usually entrusted to parents. or at least some kind of parental approximation.
'cus you know, as kids grow, they get exposed to great many things. they're not all bad, but not all good either. so it's supposed to be the parents' job to make sure they max out the good. and snuff out the not so good. well, some parents may prefer the opposite. shame on them.
and of course, while doing all that, parents expose their kids to themselves, and their influence.
here's what bugs me.
i just wonder sometimes (a lot more recently), why some parents don't really make sense. especially when they're like mad at their kids.
why is it that a parent, while admonishing its recalcitrant child, is baffled at such misbehaviour? why is the story of parents who wonder where the child went wrong so common? why? i really don't know.
as for me. i am what i am. and i am also what the environment makes me. and who i will be is a combination of what i make of myself and what is made of me. so happens i've lived in a sheltered world since forever. so happens the external influences i inadvertently succumbed to since early on in life came from family.
so happens.
so maybe when they next ask me such things, they should answer it themselves. i mean, even if i did, they wouldn't listen anyway.
ah heck with it. i blame them. it's their fault. mostly. i blame them for how they've moulded me, and made me what i am. i have my good points. and it's because of them too. but i also have my bad points. and i'll be damned if i let them take credit for the pluses and refuse responsibility for the minuses.
i'm moderately irritated right now. and for those who know me, my admitting i'm even slightly annoyed means a lot.
i feel broken. i think i AM broken.
Dumped At12:25 am
i AM myself
i am an INTP. look up the mbti website.
typically, that means i am a creative ideas man.
i'm far from typical, though, so being INTP means i am...
cynical
skeptical
sarcastic
insensitive
unfeeling
just downright pessimistic
what i mean to say is, there is no bright side to anything.
but now i'm a lot better. thanks to my significant other. Liss you.
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1 Comments:
menyumbang: Cause im broken when im lonesome... And I don't feel right when you're gone away...
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