Friday, 27 April 2007 | 8:42 pm
Imprints on the wet cement of my soul
Where do our parents end and we begin? I mean, I have friends who are basically carbon copies of their mother or father or both. Has anyone seen White Oleander? If you have, then you know what I'm talking about. It's a good movie, you should watch it.
Our parents teach us what to believe and guide us the only way they know how. I admit that I'm like my parents, not just inheriting their bad genes (crappy eyesight, bad skin, weird degenerative knee illnesses and bad blood flow?) but also inheriting their fears, insecurities and all manner of personality problems. Yes, I'm sneaky and independent just like mum and overly analytical just like dad. Are we really defined by our parents and shaped by their experiences? I'd like to think that we had some say in the matter, but we probably don't. I've seen my parents and to be honest, I never want to be like them. They're SCARY (and old)!
I guess if it's any consolation, we can learn from their mistakes and make new ones for ourselves...some consolation...
Didn't do much today. I'm so not ready for the cold/windy/rainy season. I wish I could go into hibernation, then nobody will have to suffer; watching me sneeze and sniffle my way through yet another biology class. I swear, I'm like the roses they put at the end of a row of grapevines. Just watch me, I'm a good indicator of whether there are any illnesses lurking about because I'll probably catch whatever it is first. Oh I hate Autumn.
If I'm not already sick after an attack of Autumn, then Winter will surely do me in. Down here it gets cold but it NEVER SNOWS! It's a browny-greyish affair made worse by the fact that its NOT CHRISTMAS! Then everyone grows inches of leg hair and body fat to try and keep warm which is a bitch to wax/lose when the warmer weather arrives. This year I'm going to rug up and actually try to stay warm, instead of wearing nice summer clothes. Stuff you, you can't see my legs anyway. Oh I hate Winter.
I'm not really looking forward to Spring either, where I will be sneezing and sniffling whether I like it or not, stupid bloody hayfever. Well I can watch spring from my window :) no need to venture outside until the last of those pollinating flowers have disappeared. If only I could just get out of school for three months. Someone should tell those stupid plants to use protection and stop trying to reproduce, it's not safe sharing pollen, they can catch diseases like that. Hopefully all my hayfever woes will miraculously disappear. There's also the risk of stumbling upon fornicating cows, birds, dogs, cats, ferrets and any other kind of sexually reproducing animal. Walking through the park is dangerously X-rated. STAY INSIDE YOU UNDER-18s! Oh I hate Spring.
For the record, Summer sucks too, but that's next year so I don't have to think about it yet.
Melbourne is SO the wrong place for me to live, but I love it anyway.
Our parents teach us what to believe and guide us the only way they know how. I admit that I'm like my parents, not just inheriting their bad genes (crappy eyesight, bad skin, weird degenerative knee illnesses and bad blood flow?) but also inheriting their fears, insecurities and all manner of personality problems. Yes, I'm sneaky and independent just like mum and overly analytical just like dad. Are we really defined by our parents and shaped by their experiences? I'd like to think that we had some say in the matter, but we probably don't. I've seen my parents and to be honest, I never want to be like them. They're SCARY (and old)!
I guess if it's any consolation, we can learn from their mistakes and make new ones for ourselves...some consolation...
Didn't do much today. I'm so not ready for the cold/windy/rainy season. I wish I could go into hibernation, then nobody will have to suffer; watching me sneeze and sniffle my way through yet another biology class. I swear, I'm like the roses they put at the end of a row of grapevines. Just watch me, I'm a good indicator of whether there are any illnesses lurking about because I'll probably catch whatever it is first. Oh I hate Autumn.
If I'm not already sick after an attack of Autumn, then Winter will surely do me in. Down here it gets cold but it NEVER SNOWS! It's a browny-greyish affair made worse by the fact that its NOT CHRISTMAS! Then everyone grows inches of leg hair and body fat to try and keep warm which is a bitch to wax/lose when the warmer weather arrives. This year I'm going to rug up and actually try to stay warm, instead of wearing nice summer clothes. Stuff you, you can't see my legs anyway. Oh I hate Winter.
I'm not really looking forward to Spring either, where I will be sneezing and sniffling whether I like it or not, stupid bloody hayfever. Well I can watch spring from my window :) no need to venture outside until the last of those pollinating flowers have disappeared. If only I could just get out of school for three months. Someone should tell those stupid plants to use protection and stop trying to reproduce, it's not safe sharing pollen, they can catch diseases like that. Hopefully all my hayfever woes will miraculously disappear. There's also the risk of stumbling upon fornicating cows, birds, dogs, cats, ferrets and any other kind of sexually reproducing animal. Walking through the park is dangerously X-rated. STAY INSIDE YOU UNDER-18s! Oh I hate Spring.
For the record, Summer sucks too, but that's next year so I don't have to think about it yet.
Melbourne is SO the wrong place for me to live, but I love it anyway.