Aha... yet another year to survive... great fun; if 2007 is anything like my
Christmas break however then it is quite likely to be much the same as 2006. No
matter what i try, how hard i attempt things, life just keeps kicking me - but
it doesn't attack me in large catastrophies that i am actually allowed to moan
about - it gets me by slowly inducing my confidence until i actually make the
foolish assumption that i can relax or rely on something and then it totally
about-faces and leaves me feeling like a mad fool who hasn't a clue about anything.
Life keeps getting it's small little victories, tricking me into thinking a
decision is the correct one and then providing me with just enough information
afterwards to show me how ridiculous what i just did was, and it is now sitting
over there on it's little stool cackling at me and rubbing it's hands - it
knows that i can't do anything about it, and i have no choice but to carry on
and play it's game.
That being all well and not good, i still can't work out why my brain imagines
Life as a small purple creature with a few grey hairs, bushbaby eyes, sharp
teeth, little legs and huge ears...?!
yup... i know... you tell me?
Hope all your year(s) go betterwell.
Christmas break however then it is quite likely to be much the same as 2006. No
matter what i try, how hard i attempt things, life just keeps kicking me - but
it doesn't attack me in large catastrophies that i am actually allowed to moan
about - it gets me by slowly inducing my confidence until i actually make the
foolish assumption that i can relax or rely on something and then it totally
about-faces and leaves me feeling like a mad fool who hasn't a clue about anything.
Life keeps getting it's small little victories, tricking me into thinking a
decision is the correct one and then providing me with just enough information
afterwards to show me how ridiculous what i just did was, and it is now sitting
over there on it's little stool cackling at me and rubbing it's hands - it
knows that i can't do anything about it, and i have no choice but to carry on
and play it's game.
That being all well and not good, i still can't work out why my brain imagines
Life as a small purple creature with a few grey hairs, bushbaby eyes, sharp
teeth, little legs and huge ears...?!
yup... i know... you tell me?
Hope all your year(s) go betterwell.
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My life is one of those Bruce Willis movies that are supposed to be funny but really aren't.
Your family sounds a lot like mine. My mother and sister are obsessed with the notion of being 'normal'. I had an arguement with my dad a few years back where he claimed there was only one right way to live your life and if you didn't follow it then you're screwed. I'm a huge believer that there is more than one way to do anything, so I our philosophies clash more than just a little.
I'm still stuck in a rut. I don't even think I have the tools to get out of it. I'm sure that things would be a little easier if I wasn't so damn negative, but I like to think I'm realistic at the same time.
"Life keeps getting it's small little victories, tricking me into thinking a
decision is the correct one and then providing me with just enough information
afterwards to show me how ridiculous what i just did was, and it is now sitting
over there on it's little stool cackling at me and rubbing it's hands - it
knows that i can't do anything about it, and i have no choice but to carry on
and play it's game."
This is all part of the learning experience of life. You might make the same mistake several times before you eventually learn the lesson, but you'll get there eventually. Looking back when I was younger, I used to make the the same mistakes over and over again and every time I'd think I'd learned from the mistake, but hadn't. I only now think I did learn my lesson as I haven't made those same mistakes in years.
Of course, in the future I'll probably find that I still haven't fully learned those lessons.
Life, eh?