[Sonando: Uzzhuaia - Shadow makes you shiver]
[Book: The Dark Elf]
[Series: The Big Bang Theory 4x01]
[Game: Kingdom Hearts. Birth By Sleep]
When I was little, I do not remember exactly why, we went in the school in which they asked us to make a list of things we thought were most important in our lives, ordered from largest to smallest. In first I thought it stupid, it was not nobody's business but mine and something I was unable to prioritize, let alone capture it on paper as a kind of absolute truth about myself. Well, I guess that at that age I did not think those words, but I remember that feeling.
But I was also concerned to keep my record in style, where the only blemishes were some attitude problems, according to all the teachers I had from then until I finished high school.
So I had to.
And what could make first? Place the first word in the list below meant leaving all the others.
I took a look at my partner's responses and some more. In all cases, the family occupied the first place, and it seemed that was what had to be.
And I thought, if you put it, was putting members my family over my friends, or I will not deny it, strangers who had given me something, as it could be a writer or a musician. I could not deny it then or do now, there are friends and unknown people I treasure more than all those people with whom I share a bond of blood or political.
often recognize that many people say that "The blood does not love", but on the other side say there are things that are made by the family that is not done by anyone else, like some kind of sacrifice or the clearest example is usually the loan of money. Sorry but it is a sovereign contradiction. And lie. And very, very hypocritical.
There are members of my blood family that I only see at weddings, christenings and wakes. I do not know their names, just remember their faces, or what they do, or what exact relationship unites us. And I'm not interested at all. I do not want to invite me to their weddings, it is absurd to go to celebrate an event so important to people ... if you do not know anything. Regardless of how much I like to "fix".
course, but "we have to invite the family." Is that the absurdity abounds everywhere. You can not invite all your classmates, because ... no, but you have to invite the sixteenth aunt by the father to which you have seen it twice for two seconds during your life, because if not, you're a terrible person.
There are members of my immediate family which often I can not stop hating. I'm not talking about momentary tantrum or disagreements you may have with my parents, then talk more deeply about them. I'm talking about take years enduring humiliating treatment, having to shut up because "we must respect our elders" and "You can not fight with the family as a friend from school, because they are your family will always be there."
hate, hate, hate, and hate that ... how I can call? "Belief?
What have these people in my family for me? Why what they have to always be there, being of the family?
addition to family gatherings hate me, which I always have, from very small, a book or a console, because I was never allowed to participate in a conversation, unless it was with anticipation that pedantic and proud to know that if certain topics are raised, and I may speak, I get mad, and always fun to see me angry.
Really that's normal? "What you need to take? Well I like it!
I've never had too clear if this is normal in any family, or is that mine is particularly nasty. Of course I envy anyone who tells me that it happens tit at family gatherings. Me I wish I had not ever come to these conclusions.
But what I see are always tensions, discomfort, comments back, talks about what is true or not, before one or another person, almost like carrying a script, knowing that in reality, nobody wants to be there around that table, we all change to do anything else. But do not say out loud, you can not admit to people that your family is less important than your classmates, friends since high school or hold an English Sir suffering from early Alzheimer's.
Seriously, if I look at my life in perspective, for instance, Terry Pratchett, a writer I've ever exchanged a word, has given me more things and "more positive" and that in general, have made me happier and have taught me much more and better than almost all people that share a genetic link. Or Chris Claremont, with yes I have spoken, and I remember much better and with more affection and emotion those few sentences that all cross with members of my family in over 20 years. And so I can say about any musician or singer whose songs tell me something. Or a character from a television series, which may have taught me more than just keep quiet when adults speak even though they have no idea what they are saying (and tiny atrocities have come to listen) or at least made me laugh instead of mourn.
not worth me "But you ..." My what? no, sorry, not enough a name of relationship, a cartel. I have not chosen, not because I have so glad not to accept or act accordingly.
But that day in class, I ended up putting the family as the first in the list, because I knew no one would accept my explanation. It was one of the first times where I stopped to avoid discussing the truth and outraged many. Although I did not say out loud, was very clear that this word referred to my parents, period. For
Furthermore, I have the "lucky" to have a special relationship, in the best sense of the word, with my parents, something that not many can say, as I have seen. So in no time I felt this emptiness that say that only family can fill.
My parents are my parents, in the biological sense and less important of the word, but also in the ... call it true, because they have acted as such life, worrying about my education and happiness in equal measure.
And if now I should say "Hey Pic, you really are taken."
Well, first, of course not call me at home Pic (but sounded funny) actually say they are upset because they had a hard time find a name (that is to have eggs) so that now people call me "3'14".
And second the magic of genetics can not deny that I am the daughter of my parents.
But if that were true, perhaps offend me because in 24 years is too long to tell, but do not worry me more. Parents are acting as such (unless it has prevented a disaster), not enough to give you life. To give you life time they had them better than anyone, is not enough to win the title of father.
If the situations seen in my family relationships experienced by a group of friends, that group and not exist, but this protects the kind of mystique that family, any sacrifice is justified.
Normally, we all make a very comprehensive selection to get to meet some friends who appreciate, with whom they feel comfortable in any situation, we trust first. But we accept the imposition of family miserable existence you and make you feel miserable with yourself for thinking ill of them.
may cost me understand many of these wonderful links being an only child. I grew up watching the brothers fought like any friend from school, but the difference was that lived in the same house, and sometimes even shared room. So, the dispute seemed resolved because there was no other option. In contrast, the same level of disagreement could trigger not to return to speak with that person. But the magic of blood union that you can forgive it anything. It's something I can not understand, much as I see it. My mother says it is something that grows when you grow up with someone, you can not explain. Must be that. Same is the same link I have with my parents, forged throughout my life and thanks to which I consider a different level than our differences.
But I was also concerned to keep my record in style, where the only blemishes were some attitude problems, according to all the teachers I had from then until I finished high school.
So I had to.
And what could make first? Place the first word in the list below meant leaving all the others.
I took a look at my partner's responses and some more. In all cases, the family occupied the first place, and it seemed that was what had to be.
And I thought, if you put it, was putting members my family over my friends, or I will not deny it, strangers who had given me something, as it could be a writer or a musician. I could not deny it then or do now, there are friends and unknown people I treasure more than all those people with whom I share a bond of blood or political.
often recognize that many people say that "The blood does not love", but on the other side say there are things that are made by the family that is not done by anyone else, like some kind of sacrifice or the clearest example is usually the loan of money. Sorry but it is a sovereign contradiction. And lie. And very, very hypocritical.
There are members of my blood family that I only see at weddings, christenings and wakes. I do not know their names, just remember their faces, or what they do, or what exact relationship unites us. And I'm not interested at all. I do not want to invite me to their weddings, it is absurd to go to celebrate an event so important to people ... if you do not know anything. Regardless of how much I like to "fix".
course, but "we have to invite the family." Is that the absurdity abounds everywhere. You can not invite all your classmates, because ... no, but you have to invite the sixteenth aunt by the father to which you have seen it twice for two seconds during your life, because if not, you're a terrible person.
There are members of my immediate family which often I can not stop hating. I'm not talking about momentary tantrum or disagreements you may have with my parents, then talk more deeply about them. I'm talking about take years enduring humiliating treatment, having to shut up because "we must respect our elders" and "You can not fight with the family as a friend from school, because they are your family will always be there."
hate, hate, hate, and hate that ... how I can call? "Belief?
What have these people in my family for me? Why what they have to always be there, being of the family?
addition to family gatherings hate me, which I always have, from very small, a book or a console, because I was never allowed to participate in a conversation, unless it was with anticipation that pedantic and proud to know that if certain topics are raised, and I may speak, I get mad, and always fun to see me angry.
Really that's normal? "What you need to take? Well I like it!
I've never had too clear if this is normal in any family, or is that mine is particularly nasty. Of course I envy anyone who tells me that it happens tit at family gatherings. Me I wish I had not ever come to these conclusions.
But what I see are always tensions, discomfort, comments back, talks about what is true or not, before one or another person, almost like carrying a script, knowing that in reality, nobody wants to be there around that table, we all change to do anything else. But do not say out loud, you can not admit to people that your family is less important than your classmates, friends since high school or hold an English Sir suffering from early Alzheimer's.
Seriously, if I look at my life in perspective, for instance, Terry Pratchett, a writer I've ever exchanged a word, has given me more things and "more positive" and that in general, have made me happier and have taught me much more and better than almost all people that share a genetic link. Or Chris Claremont, with yes I have spoken, and I remember much better and with more affection and emotion those few sentences that all cross with members of my family in over 20 years. And so I can say about any musician or singer whose songs tell me something. Or a character from a television series, which may have taught me more than just keep quiet when adults speak even though they have no idea what they are saying (and tiny atrocities have come to listen) or at least made me laugh instead of mourn.
not worth me "But you ..." My what? no, sorry, not enough a name of relationship, a cartel. I have not chosen, not because I have so glad not to accept or act accordingly.
But that day in class, I ended up putting the family as the first in the list, because I knew no one would accept my explanation. It was one of the first times where I stopped to avoid discussing the truth and outraged many. Although I did not say out loud, was very clear that this word referred to my parents, period. For
Furthermore, I have the "lucky" to have a special relationship, in the best sense of the word, with my parents, something that not many can say, as I have seen. So in no time I felt this emptiness that say that only family can fill.
My parents are my parents, in the biological sense and less important of the word, but also in the ... call it true, because they have acted as such life, worrying about my education and happiness in equal measure.
And if now I should say "Hey Pic, you really are taken."
Well, first, of course not call me at home Pic (but sounded funny) actually say they are upset because they had a hard time find a name (that is to have eggs) so that now people call me "3'14".
And second the magic of genetics can not deny that I am the daughter of my parents.
But if that were true, perhaps offend me because in 24 years is too long to tell, but do not worry me more. Parents are acting as such (unless it has prevented a disaster), not enough to give you life. To give you life time they had them better than anyone, is not enough to win the title of father.
If the situations seen in my family relationships experienced by a group of friends, that group and not exist, but this protects the kind of mystique that family, any sacrifice is justified.
Normally, we all make a very comprehensive selection to get to meet some friends who appreciate, with whom they feel comfortable in any situation, we trust first. But we accept the imposition of family miserable existence you and make you feel miserable with yourself for thinking ill of them.
may cost me understand many of these wonderful links being an only child. I grew up watching the brothers fought like any friend from school, but the difference was that lived in the same house, and sometimes even shared room. So, the dispute seemed resolved because there was no other option. In contrast, the same level of disagreement could trigger not to return to speak with that person. But the magic of blood union that you can forgive it anything. It's something I can not understand, much as I see it. My mother says it is something that grows when you grow up with someone, you can not explain. Must be that. Same is the same link I have with my parents, forged throughout my life and thanks to which I consider a different level than our differences.
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