Oops, truth hurts!

Where there is a right, there is a remedy. Where there is a crime, there is a story.
One day remedies wiil be used up, while stories will always go on.



Thursday, January 28, 2010

Choose Not to Answer

Reality always stings me no matter how hard I try to escape or pretend not to face. It's not bad though, like the medicine you take whenever you get dizzy without any notice of danger. Parents are usually those who shower me a bag of truth needed shouldered, and the response I make is definitely an unhelpful and irresponsible one, say "Yea, right."

What should I do? Study all the time? I know a mountain of textbooks digested effectively can probably bring me expectation and, in a better way, lead me to success. But that's is just gonna happen with a chance of uncertainty. It is truth that efforts can, in general, raise the percentage of getting over barriers, but it's more true that fate is not written by myself. How should I keep going without knowing where to go? It feels like keeping running to the horizons which I will never reach. Worthless, useless.

People around me, since years past, have started to bombed me questions like, "What will you do?" "Any plans?" "You sure you like law?" Well, I can answer all those questions, though I didn't. Since words count, I'm afraid that once it is out of my mouth, everyone will wait and see how you perform and fail. And later they will tell you, "It's ok! Everybody does, but you just shouldn't do that in the first place." Then, why did you guys ask me in the very beginning? See? There is no reasons why I should tell you all that wishful thinking because it means nothing!

I'm glad that I'm pretty blessed to have such a wonderful family so that I don't have to deal with butter and bread. Moreover, my parents always remind me to cross the t's and dot the i's to avoid any risk of falling from the edge of peak. They are always there, I know, to hit the ceiling whenever I go astray and help me stand my ground whenever I map out the future I wish.

I understand why people ask those questions, but I just can't stand the look they give me when I don't want to answer or just simply pretend that I have no idea. In this case, it seems that privacy issue is not involved, since they see their questions as a way to care about me without noticing that the answers are still my privacy which I can choose whether to expose or not. It' about promise as well.

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