Fears: I fear nothingness. I fear failure. I fear it will be by no fault but my own.
Annoyances: This weird face my little bro makes to piss me off. Stubborn people and my own stubbornness.
Accomplishments: I am alive. I have a home. I have family and friends.
Confusions: Inequalities (math). Stubborn people. How people can contradict themselves.
Sorrows: Lost friends. Skinny.
Dreams: Graduate from college, and not be horribly in debt. Have a family of my own.
Idiosyncrasies: Wasabi, cellos, Talking (with anyone anywhere)
Risks: Doing something really stupid.
Beloved Possessions: Picture of me and my twin as toddlers. Friends.
Problems: Overprotective parents, concentration.
You know what I hate? Stereotypes. Those things have caused irreparable damage to me. SO many assholes on this earth. You know what's worse than that? That I sometimes do it. That we all do it. But its just not right, or is it? Which stereotypes are okay? Is it okay to judge by race, religion, mannerisms, clothing, or sex? My gut says all. My heart says none. My brain says sometimes. Sometimes? What does that mean? It all depends on the situation. One is deciding based on instinct, the other on experience, and the last on logic. In that order. Is it okay I keep an eye on that shady looking person behind me? Is it okay if I stalk that Muslim? Is it okay? It all depends on the situation.
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