It mostly just irritates me.
My offers of admission to universities all expire tomorrow.
My mother stopped making me lunch. Which is, you know, understandable, since I'm eighteen. And going to university.
Don't know where to click
Because I don't know what to click
So I pretend I don't know how and what my mother wants.
Miserable, I think. I build things up to break me down. So I'd be miserable. And it's not like I'm choosing the one I am because I'm going to slack off. It's more a personal happiness thing. But you know, a parent only cares that it's well-known so it'll be easier to get a job in the future. Perfectly understandable. But I'm stagnant and it'll only get worse if I'm thrust into an environment that I will dread and be inferior and such.
Explanation: I'm the type of person who quits easily if discouraged even the slightest bit. If you look at it from Amy Chua's perspective, I'm a selfish, ungrateful child because my mother did not have the time to make sure that I was raised properly in the asian child mold. So no, I won't suddenly be humble and motivated to work hard because I'll be starting at the bottom. I'll stay at the bottom because I live by stereotypes and expectations and avoid as much effort and change as I can.
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