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March 8, 2008
wash the day away
It's raining out, I like it. Rain washes away all the bad things, and I'm not talking about hobos. It brings life (although arguably, in excess, it can also bring death). I like it more when Kyle is here, and we have an excuse to waste away the day, but I've stopped thinking about how I can't have him here. I try to focus on the fact that i'm blessed even to have him in my life, and try to just get on with things.
It's almost Easter, which means the Lindt chocolate bunnies are out in force. It also means I'll be back at my mom's for a few weeks on study/Easter leave, which I am looking forward to. I'm so used to not having my family around, that when I do get to see them, it is a real treat. I will also get to see my beloved Georgie. I miss that cat. He is the dullest living thing around, but he knows when I'm sad, and knows to come keep me company. Plus, he's a good listener, heh.
I'm scared for the amount of work I am required to do next year. I don't mind work when it comes to going to lectures and assignments and such, but working on my own initiative, I'm not sure I have quite warmed up to the idea. I think I'm just tired. It's been a long, bumpy ride this year, and I need that fresh start of semester 1 again. I always seem to have the drive and energy and motivation for semester 1. By semester 2, I am bored and have no interest in doing work, as I know I have like 6 weeks between the semester finishing, and the exam starting.
It's a pain. I wish I had a never ending supply of energy. I probably would have if some annoying drunk kids didn't decide it would be a fun idea to buzz all the flats in the buildings at midnight. Bastard children. I hope they got lost on their way back home, and their mobiles fell out their pockets or something. No wait, these spoiled brats would probably have mummy and daddy buy them new phones. It's sickening how children don't have to face up to consequences in this country. Is it that the punishment is not enough, or is it that they are immune to it? Either way, I find the younger generations lack respect. I'm not talking for older people etc, just for others in general. I did some silly things when I was their age, but I tried not to inconvenience anyone. I saw this little kid and his mother walking in front of me on my way home yesterday. This kid turned around at me, growled, the proceeded to shake a metal building site fence (that was next to me and quite unstable), kick a can at me, and ram into the side of a car repeatedly, before getting in my way of where I was walking(so I just pushed him over and continued walking in my line). All the while his mother was calling his name at the front door of their house saying "Come dear, I have your dvd's here". I felt like telling the mother what I though of her parenting skills.
It was appalling. If children of age 4 or 5 are taught that this is acceptable behaviour, and even given the illusion that they are rewarded for it, no wonder we are in the state we are in. A slap on the wrist is no way to punish. The pain goes away after a few minutes, more drastic measures are needed. What ever happened to earning the good things in life. If you were good, you got nice things, if you were bad, you were punished. Good behaviour is not rewarded, and bad behaviour is not punished. How are kids to learn. I blame parenting. This is an argument that as been going on for ages. Unfortunately, with rising costs, both parents are forced to work. I was fortunate that I had my mother to nurture me through those critical years. Kids don't have that these days. Most households have both partners working. Who's to teach the kids morals? Children don't go to church anymore either. I'm not religious, but I'm glad I went to Sunday School every week, because I learned valuable lessons there. I don't believe in god, but I know that respect is necessary, murder is wrong, and that your parents should be honoured.
I say all these things as observations. There is the other side of the spectrum, where children are over patrolled. I know such a case, where the rules and regulations of this poor child are akin to the third reich. I think I was brought up with the right balance. Enough rules to discipline me, but enough freedom to allow me to grow. Too many regulations and totalitarian rule will either lead to rebelling, or complete demise of the child's confidence and will to live. Life is a balancing act. I'm scared to bring a child into the world for this reason, as I know I'm an all or nothing kind of girl. All of your actions directly influence this naive ball of cells. We all have bad days, and I, for one, know that I can be irrational at times. I know no one can be the perfect parent, but I fear that I would balls it up completely. I am understanding, and good at taking an objective view on problems, but with something so much like you, would it be that easy to become void of emotion, and be objective? Emotions do get in the way, and I can understand where these parents are coming from. Those who are too soft don't want to make their balls of cells upset or have them hate them. Those who are too hard don't want their balls of cells straying off onto the wrong path. It's a tough thing to try balance. I suppose all we can do is analyse how our parents brought us up, and try take the positive aspects and improve upon the negative ones....
Right, this rant has gone off on a tangent, as my brain often does. Hopefully next time I will write something more, um...uplifting, with less Nazi Germany references, heh.
Happy Saturday
Posted by kat at March 8, 2008 6:43 AM
