I guess there is a point in life when we realise we can not function on our own... We are people, socially dependable on each other, forced to be a part of this urban society, so why not use it to our advantage?
If we can not work alone why not connect on every possible level? If we join our strenghts I guess there could be no unsolvable problems. But hey, we are people... Stubborn, selfish, egoistic creatures, always trying to beat each other at every chance we get...
But that is not my problem... I know that the world is far from a "great place" and how we need to work our a**es off to make a living... Growing up is like being awaken from a dream in which we were carefully tuck in for many years, and so, it has to be painfull. Above all that, happiness and joy is found everyday, sometimes in the places you least expect it...
I am an (almost) 20 year old medicine student with some issues. But then again who has none? Don't take me wrong but, today, people are born to be troubled. Yes, I do think ignorance is a bless. The less you know, the less you're gonna want to discover and you probably won't get to face the disappointment of a sudden realisation how this is a far more complicated world then you thought.
I live with my mom, stepfather (my parents got divorced when I was 11) and a 15 year old sister in a tiny apartement close to town center. We are not a perfect family but we usually work things out. My dad is simple, egoistic, not-so-educated, cheep when love is at matter and to sum up not a person you really want in your life. I guess he's what they call a "only mother can love" type. I don't say I didn't try to keep a connection but sometimes you need to know when it's time to give up and stop wasting your energy and time...
I own a cat. It's a beautifull black, golden eyed piece of joy and I love her so much. I was always fond of animals but this is the first time I actually got a "real" pet. Before that I had only some goldfish and turtles. Not something you can put in your lap and cuddle and I love to cuddle. *cough*
Any way, I enjoy having her, except when it's time to change her litter. That sucks... I hate poop.
Guess you can call me artistic. Most people in my family are talented. My sister goes to art school, I wasn't ready to be a starving artist so I redirected my education to medicine. I love to help those who need it, I give blood voluntarily and I, from a unknown reason, love old people. Planning to join a Red Cross once I have more free time.
I don't just think I'm a good friend, I know I'm a great one, in every friendly relation I give 100%. But somehow I always end up making friends with wrong people and get hurt. Right now, I can not name a single person to call mine. Oh, except, perhaps, my boyfriend. But I have s*x with him, it doesn't count. He is just a boy, a great one too, but just a boy. I love him very much, just don't see myself with him in years to come.
I guess I'll pause now... Don't know in which direction to continue the story.
With lots of love,
Angel
If we can not work alone why not connect on every possible level? If we join our strenghts I guess there could be no unsolvable problems. But hey, we are people... Stubborn, selfish, egoistic creatures, always trying to beat each other at every chance we get...
But that is not my problem... I know that the world is far from a "great place" and how we need to work our a**es off to make a living... Growing up is like being awaken from a dream in which we were carefully tuck in for many years, and so, it has to be painfull. Above all that, happiness and joy is found everyday, sometimes in the places you least expect it...
I am an (almost) 20 year old medicine student with some issues. But then again who has none? Don't take me wrong but, today, people are born to be troubled. Yes, I do think ignorance is a bless. The less you know, the less you're gonna want to discover and you probably won't get to face the disappointment of a sudden realisation how this is a far more complicated world then you thought.
I live with my mom, stepfather (my parents got divorced when I was 11) and a 15 year old sister in a tiny apartement close to town center. We are not a perfect family but we usually work things out. My dad is simple, egoistic, not-so-educated, cheep when love is at matter and to sum up not a person you really want in your life. I guess he's what they call a "only mother can love" type. I don't say I didn't try to keep a connection but sometimes you need to know when it's time to give up and stop wasting your energy and time...
I own a cat. It's a beautifull black, golden eyed piece of joy and I love her so much. I was always fond of animals but this is the first time I actually got a "real" pet. Before that I had only some goldfish and turtles. Not something you can put in your lap and cuddle and I love to cuddle. *cough*
Any way, I enjoy having her, except when it's time to change her litter. That sucks... I hate poop.
Guess you can call me artistic. Most people in my family are talented. My sister goes to art school, I wasn't ready to be a starving artist so I redirected my education to medicine. I love to help those who need it, I give blood voluntarily and I, from a unknown reason, love old people. Planning to join a Red Cross once I have more free time.
I don't just think I'm a good friend, I know I'm a great one, in every friendly relation I give 100%. But somehow I always end up making friends with wrong people and get hurt. Right now, I can not name a single person to call mine. Oh, except, perhaps, my boyfriend. But I have s*x with him, it doesn't count. He is just a boy, a great one too, but just a boy. I love him very much, just don't see myself with him in years to come.
I guess I'll pause now... Don't know in which direction to continue the story.
With lots of love,
Angel
