Wednesday, 22 October 2008

  • The Fickleness of the Teenage (well, legally adult) Mind.

    It's hilarious.

    One minute, I'm leaning on the back of a chair, with my feet propped up on the table's edge, yawning and acting like I don't have a care in the world.  (And oftentimes I honestly don't.)

    The next, well, I'm walking along on the road to the library...  (It's a quiet place to think sometimes, and since there's construction there really aren't many documents available at the moment, so, no, I'm not diligent.)

    And I wonder...

    What the hell do I want to do with my life?

    I'm almost a loner, I'm not going to lie.  It's not that I hate people or anything, it's just that I don't know what the heck I should say when I meet someone.

    Dr. Laura from AM 640 (at least in the LA area), dictates that even with a bad childhood a person can have a good life.

    I should probably get my hands on a copy of her book.

    Yes, I know what some people are about to say:

    "You!  Loser!  Hopeless Emo Kid!  Do you know that there are countless people all over the globe who are suffering compared to you?!  Stop with that 'I had a bad childhood and trauma' bullshit.  There are child soldiers in Africa!  There are child prostitutes in Southeast Asia!  You're lucky to be a virgin and worry about all these things you son of a bitch!"

    And they're absolutely right.  I am a whiny little whimp at times.

    At times I want to shove a brick up my own arse and let the pain force me to keep me moving forward towards a career, to shut up about all my little petty emotional disruptions.

    Perhaps if I dehumanize myself, and use pain as a motivator, like those beasts of burdens or in the same manner as the slaveowners when they tortured the chattle slaves, I can stop whining and stop bitching and actually move forward in a robotic manner, doing something for society rather than sit back and whine.

    You see, I tend to use the fact that I was humilated at a yong age as an excuse for why I am what I am today...  And perhaps that can be a form of emotional distress that I can't seem to get over, despite the fact that I no longer curse any of the people who used to ridicule me.

    I'm going to the Fall Reception for CSA, my college (UCSC)'s Chinese Student Association, and there I shall attempt to talk to new people.

    But even now I wonder:  what do I say?  How do you strike up a conversation when there's really nothing in particular you want to talk about?  Even though it's selfish for you to want to discuss something when you enter a conversation, well, there aren't that many things I want to listen to, to be perfectly honest.

    Yes, I came here, to college, to learn stuff, but I detest lectures and I especially detest lectures that have any hint of Eurocentrism or Math, for  I dislike (or in the former case despise) both concepts...

    I know I'm probably closed-minded when it comes to some things, and open-minded when it comes to most, but it's difficult to discuss things like philosophy and scholarly-stuff when you barely know the person...

    Yet I'm not exactly interested in small-talk...

    So how shall I overcome this?  I really have no freakin' idea, and writing about this has helped cool things down, but now I feel cold, bitter, and even more depressed.

    So, oh well, please take care, you all.

    Words of advice would be more than appreciated.  (Hint, hint, if you'd mind...  :P)

Comments (2)

  • anonymous

    I was browsing through my email when I saw an (belated beyond time) author alert on ff.net, so I thought I go check this author out!

    Anyway, I believe expressing oneself through writing does make one feel better about oneself's esteem. I think you can overcome this problem by talking to your closest friends about how you really feel. If that does not work, you can talk to me.

  • Zhang_Xing

    @thatonegirl - Thank you, truly for your kind words.  To be honest I left this site a long time ago, but was too lazy to remove it from my Fanfiction.net profile.  I look back at these old, angsty posts and smile a little at how silly I was.  Yeah, I felt kinda bad, but eventually I found friends like you mentioned.  Mind you, that post was made almost a year ago, and things have changed substantially since then.  I have a somewhat changed outlook on my life, no doubt achieved through plenty of activities with quite a few nice people.

    At any rate, is there any way I can contact you, though?  I'm happy to see that I do have fans who care.

    I have a feeling that you're pebblekit from ff.net.  I do think I'm likely wrong, though.  :P

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