Sunstroke from Lorne
So once again, I read Paulina's weblog. Nothing about me. Nothing. Silly biatch.
Attention Paulina!
Write something about me!
The past week or so has presented a variety of paths that I am able to take to lead my life in different and hopefully all positive directions. With the arrival of my father back in town and also my grandmother (anyone else filipino out there would agree with my love of the 'kiss-that-turns-into-the-sniff-thing' that my grandmother is notorious for), I have been able to source different types of advice. Not so much from my grandmother, but realising the memories I've had with her, the strength she has in her bones, the family she has given life to, the community she has helped, she is arguably the most beautiful influence I have in my live. *Christopher wipes away a tear from his eye* The choice of University or short-term career prospects is a tough choice for a 20yo living out of home. Not that it would be any easier living at home, it would probably be tougher, which is why I'm not living at home....but anyway. Hopefully the maturity I like to believe I have learnt over the past few years will lead me to the most sensible and practical decision I have made in my life.
My father and I enjoyed a nice lunch on Victoria Street last week. When I first saw him pop his head in the door of the restaurant wearing his grey beret, I felt a little nervous. I'm not completely sure as to why.
I want him to see how far I've come. Perhaps for him to see the progressive steps I have taken in becoming a more happy person? I guess I enjoy my relationship with him. The ability to ask him for advice calmly and without the fear of persecution or anger which was usually the case in my family some years ago. Yes. I want to be realised as a mature adult, but also a person that sometimes needs help like anyone else. Being apart of my family, you learn to be arrogant and stubborn as all hell. Each of us thinks we rule the world in some way. I will conquer the world, but not without the knowledge of others.
It's just babble. Ignore me. Perhaps sunstroke from Lorne.
You will now forget everything I have written *Christopher claps his hands*
Attention Paulina!
Write something about me!
The past week or so has presented a variety of paths that I am able to take to lead my life in different and hopefully all positive directions. With the arrival of my father back in town and also my grandmother (anyone else filipino out there would agree with my love of the 'kiss-that-turns-into-the-sniff-thing' that my grandmother is notorious for), I have been able to source different types of advice. Not so much from my grandmother, but realising the memories I've had with her, the strength she has in her bones, the family she has given life to, the community she has helped, she is arguably the most beautiful influence I have in my live. *Christopher wipes away a tear from his eye* The choice of University or short-term career prospects is a tough choice for a 20yo living out of home. Not that it would be any easier living at home, it would probably be tougher, which is why I'm not living at home....but anyway. Hopefully the maturity I like to believe I have learnt over the past few years will lead me to the most sensible and practical decision I have made in my life.
My father and I enjoyed a nice lunch on Victoria Street last week. When I first saw him pop his head in the door of the restaurant wearing his grey beret, I felt a little nervous. I'm not completely sure as to why.
I want him to see how far I've come. Perhaps for him to see the progressive steps I have taken in becoming a more happy person? I guess I enjoy my relationship with him. The ability to ask him for advice calmly and without the fear of persecution or anger which was usually the case in my family some years ago. Yes. I want to be realised as a mature adult, but also a person that sometimes needs help like anyone else. Being apart of my family, you learn to be arrogant and stubborn as all hell. Each of us thinks we rule the world in some way. I will conquer the world, but not without the knowledge of others.
It's just babble. Ignore me. Perhaps sunstroke from Lorne.
You will now forget everything I have written *Christopher claps his hands*
posted by Christopher at
7:11 PM
2 Comments:
Just a friendly advice, not that you need it, while passing through your terrific weblog...
No one, that includes your father you seem to speak fondly of, will ever give your respect unless you earn it. "Earning it" does not necessarily mean standing up to anyone. If you are honest with yourself, not with your father or anybody else, you will know when you "earn it". Until then, you can scream, you can yell, you can walk away from the problems at home, but you have not earned it.
But from other writings you have posted onto your weblog, you seem to be half-way there. The question now is can you make the distance?
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Anonymous, at Sunday, October 16, 2005 9:55:00 PM
mate he's earned it. and yes i agree - respect and acknowledgement of progression cant be bought or ever asked for - but the fact that he's questioning whether he's getting somewhere in the first place... THAT in itself is a sign that yea he's getting older. and yes, possibly even wiser.
and HE is definitely on his way to some kind of wisdom. because ive had moments when i thought i knew everything, then BAM was left speechless. and he comes along with enough advice to make me see a little bit clearer.
anyway - read my blog. YES OK i wrote about you already. and YES i mean every word.
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Anonymous, at Tuesday, October 18, 2005 3:52:00 AM
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