i'm so jealous of others' relationships with their mothers. i wish i had a close mother-daughter relationship.. i try, i really do, but everytime, it just backfires with her yelling and me walking off and slamming the door. she says things, that i'll never forget, but wish i could..
each day passes, and it seems like we talk less and less; we just can't seem to get along. she yells, i yell, we argue, we fight. barely ever is there peace, and when there is, it never lasts more than a day..
it makes me feel really sad, that i can't even talk to her or ask for her opinion on things. i see other mothers and their daughters shopping together, having coffee, laughing; just having a good time, and i feel like i'm really missing out.
i don't want the day to come, where she'll no longer be around and i'll just regret all of this, i really don't. i really want us to try and at least get somewhere; but how do i do so, when it feels like we're always at war with eachother?
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
rant on equality (Y)
i'm a strong believer in equality, in fairness; male or female, whatever the age, between anything. i believe everyone should be treated the same, judged in the same way and cared for equally. there are people who are getting treated in a way that they should not be, in a result of anothers' crime. there are people who are getting treated differently, because of their gender, their race, their beliefs, their religion. there are people who are getting judged for expressing their opinions and views. there are people who have an advantage, just because of their beauty.
it's okay to make judgment on a person by looks at first; that is normal. but to treat them purely based on that, to me is unacceptable. believing stereotypes, and treating them in the way others' do, is just.. i believe is not okay. treat everyone you meet the same, ignore their differences, and get to know them. you'd be surprised with what you find behind the looks, with what's hidden within.
i believe that everyone is the same, born with the same qualities and amount of potential; its just how we choose to use them that differs us. - cassie tu.
it's okay to make judgment on a person by looks at first; that is normal. but to treat them purely based on that, to me is unacceptable. believing stereotypes, and treating them in the way others' do, is just.. i believe is not okay. treat everyone you meet the same, ignore their differences, and get to know them. you'd be surprised with what you find behind the looks, with what's hidden within.
i believe that everyone is the same, born with the same qualities and amount of potential; its just how we choose to use them that differs us. - cassie tu.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
i hate times like these.
when you feel like no one cares, when those you need are no where near, when those you thought would show some concern don't even notice anything wrong. when you don't know who to turn to when trouble starts, when problems rise.
the feeling of loneliness, hurts so much. because of the 120398465759 million people in the world, there is not one person, who is there for you when you need someone most.
the feeling of loneliness, hurts so much. because of the 120398465759 million people in the world, there is not one person, who is there for you when you need someone most.
pourquoi?
why, why is life like this?
why are there so many complications?
why are there so many issues?
why are there so many things to worry about?
why is there so much stress?
why is there few happy smiles and joyful laughs?
why doesn't it ever last long?
why is there always something to disappoint us?
why can we never answer such questions?
why? i don't understand. somebody tell me, please.
why are there so many complications?
why are there so many issues?
why are there so many things to worry about?
why is there so much stress?
why is there few happy smiles and joyful laughs?
why doesn't it ever last long?
why is there always something to disappoint us?
why can we never answer such questions?
why? i don't understand. somebody tell me, please.
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