Story of my life really. Sometimes, parents know what's best, but sometimes, they just don't understand. There are times that I just want to scream and curse at the world for its unfairness. Yeah, I can speak my mind to everyone, whether I care about them or not; just not my parents. It's hard to be young and unmotivated while trying to live up to their expectations. Yes, I do curse the world. Of course there needs to be balance, it's the basic concept of life I suppose: the yin and yang. For every thesis, there must be an antithesis. For all the bad luck in the world, there must be some amounts of good. Would the world really tip the scale if everyone could live fairly and happily? ...it probably would. I wouldn't know. I don't know the rules of the universe so whatever.
I feel as if the people who understand me the most are my friends, including my wonderful boyfriend of course. Most of us are all Asian, and are the first generations here. I know this sounds awfully stereotyped, but most parents of first generation Asian kids want their kids to do something great and lucrative so they can be financially stable and set for life. So they say. Well, I don't have a doubt in my mind that they think it's for the best. But I don't think they understand that pushing us to do something we don't want to won't necessarily make us happy. As a matter of fact, some people end up resenting for parents for life after that. I love and respect my parents with all my heart. I really do. I understand that without their guidance, I wouldn't be anywhere near where I am now: a respectful university, a proud advocate of drug awareness, and SURPRISE! a nonalcoholic. Well, until I muster up enough courage to tell them I'm ready to be independent, and free of elderly preaching, I'll sleep on it for another day.
Sigh.
Yours truly,
YC
I feel as if the people who understand me the most are my friends, including my wonderful boyfriend of course. Most of us are all Asian, and are the first generations here. I know this sounds awfully stereotyped, but most parents of first generation Asian kids want their kids to do something great and lucrative so they can be financially stable and set for life. So they say. Well, I don't have a doubt in my mind that they think it's for the best. But I don't think they understand that pushing us to do something we don't want to won't necessarily make us happy. As a matter of fact, some people end up resenting for parents for life after that. I love and respect my parents with all my heart. I really do. I understand that without their guidance, I wouldn't be anywhere near where I am now: a respectful university, a proud advocate of drug awareness, and SURPRISE! a nonalcoholic. Well, until I muster up enough courage to tell them I'm ready to be independent, and free of elderly preaching, I'll sleep on it for another day.
Sigh.
Yours truly,
YC
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