Value system

Sometimes it seems that the world is made to make you bend and reshape.

To say that adopting someone's ideas is bad is hypocritical. We all function with ideas, stereotypes and ways of interpreting that we learn from other people(from parents to Tv and friends). The way we understand good and evil is taught. We are , unfortunately, not tigers or dogs. We do no have hereditary rules to help us survive. We learn almost everything about the world around us, we are born only with the capacity to learn and understand abstract things.
I said all this because I wanted to get here. I am afraid to say something to the idiot that plays his manele songs loudly on the bus, I am afraid to kick him in the nuts when he grabs my ass on the street...and although the pain in my years or the extensive showers I take hurt me physically life is full of things like that, a simple example is when we are cold or too hot...but the difference is that when I an forced to listen to something I don't want to or be touched inappropriately I see a lack of regard towards my values and even worse...by being afraid I admit that my values mean very little to those around me and I am incapable of defending them or myself.
My examples are girly and very small (I have more important ones but they are very long), nevertheless I am sure that a guy has found himself in a situation where his values are being dragged to the mud and being in minority he is forced to take it. Minority and majority...that is not the issue really. The issue is silence. Silence from the ones that think that if they are quiet enough life will spare them from unpleasant things. They are wrong.

What is growing up?

Growing up is finding out the answers to the questions you ask when you're a kid.
From "where do babies come from?" to "why is the sky blue?"...thought of that because I found out today why the sky is blue.
You ask these questions but then you are most likely to forget them because they seem useless or "childish"(and are unlikely to be related to your job or studies), but I feel quite accomplished when I realize that I finally got my answer. It's like for a split second, the kid that I was is so happy.
I really don't know how my parents could stand to be around me. I was one of those kids that asked "why" about 1 million times a day. Imagine how many more questions I have =)) I have my work cut out for me.

Oh gosh!I just remembered that my next assignment for school is to explain a concept I barely understand to a 10 year old child. That should be one smart kid.

Thought I forgot

song of the day

ha!

Keeping my promise.

I got home yesterday and I just loved how my hose looked. Don't imagine some fancy interior design. It was a real mess. My cat was depressed and non stop miau-ing because she was left alone with only a few moments of human contact when she got fed. Boots and shoes near the door, clothes thrown on chairs and on the bed in the bedrooms, an empty kitchen with a few dirty dishes in the sink and if you opened the fridge it was a sad landscape...empty except for some lemons and a ketchup bottle. And I loved it.
I was away for almost two weeks. Christmas with grandma and grandpa ...by force, they tied me up in the house!!!!! Thank God for internet mobile that makes life bearable. Then, with the New Year Holidays I was away again for the rest of my short and very busy vacation.

My point is that living alone is fantastic and every human being should live alone a period of their life.

I can't remember where I heard it but there is on hypothesis about why women take so much from their spouse ( domestic violence cheating, being the one who listens to his rules etc). The premises are that not most women live alone. They marry young and until they do they live with their parents, then they move to the husband's house or with them somewhere and it's just another version of living with your parents. Really, it's the same principle with animals who have always lived in a zoo. It is supposed that they can't adapt fast enough in the wild. Those women, if they were to divorce/leave the man, would have to live alone and do everything themselves. It took me four months to get the hand of paying all my bills, learning where, remembering to shop, to clean, to feed me and my cat and it gets harder everyday somehow. I have to balance that with going to school and seeing my mom and my bf and my friends etc etc.


But I love it. I have my rules and I know that I can manage on my own.