Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Birthday Speech For Dad's 60th Free

Happy One Year

been a year.
A year since my life changed from that lifestyle, make decisions and / or make plans in my house changed dramatically, almost made a 180 degree turn to be on the opposite side, changing everything long term perspective close just a month or two away.
do not know if it seems silly, but I challenge you to completely change the dynamics of your home and the people who live there.
A year since a magical date, more magical than the previous year, everything went to hell, and I had to return alone to my house to receive one of the worst news I've been given and never left alone with the cheesecake purchased to celebrate the 25 anniversary of my parents. We had already concluded with the rest of the family, but to celebrate all three, on the exact day for me was much better.
This morning I felt that if they congratulated for their anniversary, was also celebrating another very macabre, the day of diagnosis.

a year since I decided to read every night until you drop, not to think, to not wake up every day with swollen eyes and headache. Before I liked to think before I sleep, I could think of good ideas. Now I prefer to be sleepy in the morning. Interestingly I have left to sleep in class.
a year ago simply turn away many ideas in my mind, because I know that if I start I will not stop mourn, and every second, it all seem more unbearable.
took much longer and avoiding return to mourn in public, that does not concern me as well, but I think I've improved. So I
at least a month mulling over this post, wondering if I should write, if I benefit or worse I will pass it at all, if those who have it worse it seems ridiculous and even offensive to me. Or just knowing when it would set me to mourn all that I have not cried so far.

A year after my father and I left the room where the rest of our family waited nearby, watching TV and trying to talk about anything more cheerful and unimportant. It is a depressing topic very true what you are hospitals, and that there are saved so many lives being lost. The corridor was deserted, you could hear muffled voices leave some room, and I just sat in a chair and stared into the void, trying to leave the mind blank to not mourn, cry of rage and kicking things.
My father took me by the shoulders and gave a manidísima phrase that you hear in any series or movie, I tried to tell him, take iron, laugh, but I came out the words. Total, it was our total and quite stupidly dramatic telefilm after eating.
It's so ironic and disgusting.
I know too many cases (one is already too much) of parents lost too soon. I always wondered but never dared to do it out loud, what he felt, if it was as horrible as he could imagine, the fact of losing your mother so soon. And I feel angry, like shouting, how dare you to get sick, giving me the opportunity in the near future to see for myself and even legarme (though I can not say which) something similar for my future family. How dare I'm going to bring children into the world to make this or Jorge.
And I hate feeling so selfish, because as much as I joke, I realize that this really is hit hardest by it. She and my father, who after many years together, they remain a valuable partner, which seems increasingly rare in adults married. After many years making plans, hoping for a more stable economic situation permits, there are many things that no longer can or want to do.

Sometimes I think we should give thanks, because I know it could be worse, I really do not know. But I can not help but feel as if it were to give thanks for having changed the lives that we liked and one that we crawl and we thank for a month of relief. Because we know that we can not aspire to more, not even to retrieve our life as it was and would be until that day.
not fair. Karma does not work. And time does not put people in place.

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Kates Underground Follada

ignorance


[Sonando: Glee - Defying Gravity]
[Book: Pullman - Northern Lights]
[Anime: Cowboy Bebop]
[Game: Tales of Symphonia]



Today I again know what is extreme frustration, feeling the blood boil, knowing you can not do anything to defend what we cherish.
I often complain of being treated with a kind of condescension when still a student living at home with their parents without a job and not even a driver's license. Because I have no idea how real life is usually not even I find or simply am unable to understand what happens in the country, let alone the rest of the world.
But it's true, I live in my own little world, facing my little earthly problems, and trying to enjoy what I have, my friends and hobbies.

all know that generalizing is wrong, yet we share the feeling that we, the geeks are better than others ... Social groups call them, because for some reason, apart from our vices, more or less useless, we always have our aspirations a little further, or at least what I've seen so far. Especially when I began to relate to people very different from me, in college, I decided to stop thinking so, or correct a little thought, as though they are not hobbies like ours, they often experience them as well, and just understand little they to ours. And do not worry, we are different, period, but we can relate, we can talk of common things ...
And though I felt much better about myself after this, this has led me to a fat and stupid mistake to think that somehow the world works this way, there is a superhero who is passionate about, and whom he cares about really are shoes, or cars, or whatever.

I had forgotten that there people who could not care less, but nothing. There are people who are not able to be passionate, if not for shit to others, for trying to build a kind of social circle, for having sex without really understanding what it is, but you have to do it, shatter-based health alcohol and drugs, just because. And as many ways that I can not understand.
adolescents are now (no, not going to use tags or nicknames invented by television.) I do not know how we got into this, I do not understand how parents of a generation bred such monsters, not want anything from life except to annoy others, and they look so normal.
What happened? Are all parents have acted as badly? So many?
all know people spoiled and pampered in our class from school, a neighbor, a cousin, but ... is that now there are very few who are not so.
Perhaps this generation of parents felt that they should not be as severe as they were with them, without seeing the benefit that this has had on them or their work prevented them from providing proper care to their offspring, who have had because it is it touches, normal, without considering whether they were prepared and / or trained to be parents.
guess it's a set of all, he has done to throw the world into his wild, waiting for others hiciesen the job falls to the parents. And this is the result.
And we can not do anything to defend them, because all are protected, and they know it, and wallow in his shit laughing at you.
In the near future, society will share with them ... and some say "but that you are taking a career that you aspire to a real job, you will be above them." I do not know why, do not see it so clear, we will share a partnership with them, and will be unworkable.

I wonder if someday the time they put in place, act of karma and will rise one day all the shit eating deserve, knowing full well why, and we can enjoy the life we \u200b\u200bwant. Because yes, and do not feel guilty for feeling this way, I consider myself superior to them in any way I can think of, I am. And what are all those who are suffering, we all are, folks.