taking the bus home was a total torture; an old man was staring and staring at my thumb wtf. yea i know im blessed and holy and all but staring is still plain rude.
found a nice passage.. shall translate it
There was once i saw a film depicting how spiders go through life. The mother spider spun her web, laid her eggs and started caring for her baby. The young spider grew as time passed. Suddenly, out of the blue, a strong gust of wind came and blew the young spider away. the mother made no move to save her child, but instead just stared at it as it flew away. I found it heartless and cruel.
I once saw a little boy flying a kite in a field. The sky was dark and threatening. His mother was persuading him to go home, and finally he relented. He started reeling the line but alas, the line snapped and his kite flew away. The young child started to cry.
I suddenly felt as though i was the little boy, and the kite turned into my own child. A mother's biggest mistake is to always want to keep her child by her own side. And also to hope that her child will return the love she gave.
However, this is impossible. A child's love and a mother's love will never be the same.
A parent's love for her child comes when the child is growing inside her, but a child's love for his parent is only nurtured after his entrance into life.
Parents must understand that their child has already stepped towards independence the moment he is born. Children must wait till they become parents themselves before they can understand and thus love their parents.
Now, when i think about the mother spider, sitting quietly on her web, ill be filled with respect and admiration for her.
LOLOLOLOL translating is hard. but i really like the passage. so many emotions rushing thru me. a slight decreasing of my worries. an increase in my guilt. a tinge of annoyance. dammit people are reading pr0n novels and here i am touching on sociology. i are uncool.
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sad pls. I dont like rules and customs D: Prolly dont belong to this sorta era i guess. i needs moar freedoooom
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