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Daily dose of Dazed
So much for being a good girl. But there is no such thing as a good girl. No matter what you do in life good or bad people will always find faults in you, they will always criticize you, they will always judge you, they will always add in there 10% perhaps more for there own collection. Later in life I realize that being human is more then being good. But what is good?
I didn't asked to be born and be human. But then did I have a choice? I was already a full length of a human being. I can walk on my own, eat and drink on my own, i cry when i feel like it. YES I was well nurture from when I was in my mothers womb until now. I was taught the many things about life. I was also educated about varieties of natural resources, counting numbers, the book of law, the art of human and so and so. Then just like that the referee blow the whistle, kick start the ball and there you are.
My mom being the referee was insane. The old school kinda referee that never retired. It's a everyday training 24/7 even if miles apart, rest assure she will call you and continue on with the training. It drives me crazy most of the time. I wasn't told of when to pass the ball, I wasn't told of the lines, the scrums and the fast forward or penalties. I recall being 25 years old and stupid. I knew my mom was all in for God and being taught the ways of the Lord, the standards of the church.... Then there I was, a complete opposite of the dream girl good girl breaking all the standards and crossing all the lines.......
But church was BORING. Standards were naive, teachings were confusing most of the times and the songs they play was more like a sleeping lullaby. And even when they have activities like hosting a party, it's a whole other level. All lights on, 2 meters away from whoever you dance with, the songs are almost similar to a baby lullaby with heaps of water and lemon drinks. And the majority of attendance will be on there chair talking and judging you.
So much for being a good example. I've past a few heartbreaks at the time, I've already on the list of smokers, already on the top of the alcoholic corner and is a beginner on the D world. Drugs I call it a Daily Dose of...
I didn't asked to be born and be human. But then did I have a choice? I was already a full length of a human being. I can walk on my own, eat and drink on my own, i cry when i feel like it. YES I was well nurture from when I was in my mothers womb until now. I was taught the many things about life. I was also educated about varieties of natural resources, counting numbers, the book of law, the art of human and so and so. Then just like that the referee blow the whistle, kick start the ball and there you are.
My mom being the referee was insane. The old school kinda referee that never retired. It's a everyday training 24/7 even if miles apart, rest assure she will call you and continue on with the training. It drives me crazy most of the time. I wasn't told of when to pass the ball, I wasn't told of the lines, the scrums and the fast forward or penalties. I recall being 25 years old and stupid. I knew my mom was all in for God and being taught the ways of the Lord, the standards of the church.... Then there I was, a complete opposite of the dream girl good girl breaking all the standards and crossing all the lines.......
But church was BORING. Standards were naive, teachings were confusing most of the times and the songs they play was more like a sleeping lullaby. And even when they have activities like hosting a party, it's a whole other level. All lights on, 2 meters away from whoever you dance with, the songs are almost similar to a baby lullaby with heaps of water and lemon drinks. And the majority of attendance will be on there chair talking and judging you.
So much for being a good example. I've past a few heartbreaks at the time, I've already on the list of smokers, already on the top of the alcoholic corner and is a beginner on the D world. Drugs I call it a Daily Dose of...
