Couch Potato
I want to throw up after 9 hours non stop staring at two screen which make me feel like nauseating just to think about it.
TV and computer what have you done?
You've rob my social life, but that's fair enough since Brisbane have done a better job of it.
Last time this occured, maybe on my 2th year of junior high and that was during my aunt's wedding preparation where nobody was to leave. A policy I question until now, since I was'nt helping with anything. Ok, so as I recall the last time I did voluntary couch potato-ing it was maybe on my fifth grade elementary school. Who was to blame that time but a 10 year old boy unsupervised due to the fact that his parent had to go out of town. And to add there was a good stack of Laser Disc (remember, those round shiny plates that you could mistake as a UFO) lying around.
Physically, I was hurting. I got blured vision, my eyes were hurting, I lost some sense of balance, and my stomach was turning upside down. However, I resist the simple logic that resting my eyes would let me out of that misery (look I'm still writing this).
Maybe that's what people do sometimes. They cling on stuff that gives them comfort with a clear awareness it will only give them problems later in life. It's like relationships. Not exclusively romantic ones, but all sort of contacts. I admit I have held on some stuff that I knew in the long run would hit me in the heart. I keep on going.
Perhaps, you'd think that I am an idiot that is fulfilled by doing things that involves danger and enjoy the anticipation of avoiding the risk at the very end. Well, maybe I am. But, a strong part of me only does that because of the comfort part. To tell you the truth I'm not a lone gun type of guy. I like being accompanied by people, let me rephrase I don't really like to be alone. I'm certainly fine with going to classes and sit alone far from the groups, other people have to be with someone they know just to fell comfortable. I'm also completely alright if I have to eat alone. A company would be nice but my stomach can't have that as a reason. Nevertheless, I'm a man of fault whom make many erroneous judgement. And sometimes the need for a counterpart to avoid being lonely highlight those mistakes. I hate being alone on weekends so I, at least, have to be at a friends house among the crowd, regardless whether it's a small group or a huge crowd. And I can't stand after a tiring day at uni going home not laughing and joking around with some guys. But, what I can't stand the most is having a bad day (in Bribane it happens quite often for no reason whatsoever) and having nobody to spill it out to. I don't have to talk about it but at least some hanging out would do enough to get me through the day.
Seems, Jakarta is not that overrated. Where the bad days are not even bad and the sense of being lonely is actually very crowded and alive. To conclude, I have got a very good lesson in companianship. The best partner to get through life is yourself. Of course you need a spouse, girlfriend, bestfriends, friends, mom, dad, brothers, cousins and all the other but it is you and only you that have the decision to manage, to explore, and to utilize your relationship with all those significant others and the rest of the world's population. Self-determinstic is our nature. Considering that, choose for your best.
TV and computer what have you done?
You've rob my social life, but that's fair enough since Brisbane have done a better job of it.
Last time this occured, maybe on my 2th year of junior high and that was during my aunt's wedding preparation where nobody was to leave. A policy I question until now, since I was'nt helping with anything. Ok, so as I recall the last time I did voluntary couch potato-ing it was maybe on my fifth grade elementary school. Who was to blame that time but a 10 year old boy unsupervised due to the fact that his parent had to go out of town. And to add there was a good stack of Laser Disc (remember, those round shiny plates that you could mistake as a UFO) lying around.
Physically, I was hurting. I got blured vision, my eyes were hurting, I lost some sense of balance, and my stomach was turning upside down. However, I resist the simple logic that resting my eyes would let me out of that misery (look I'm still writing this).
Maybe that's what people do sometimes. They cling on stuff that gives them comfort with a clear awareness it will only give them problems later in life. It's like relationships. Not exclusively romantic ones, but all sort of contacts. I admit I have held on some stuff that I knew in the long run would hit me in the heart. I keep on going.
Perhaps, you'd think that I am an idiot that is fulfilled by doing things that involves danger and enjoy the anticipation of avoiding the risk at the very end. Well, maybe I am. But, a strong part of me only does that because of the comfort part. To tell you the truth I'm not a lone gun type of guy. I like being accompanied by people, let me rephrase I don't really like to be alone. I'm certainly fine with going to classes and sit alone far from the groups, other people have to be with someone they know just to fell comfortable. I'm also completely alright if I have to eat alone. A company would be nice but my stomach can't have that as a reason. Nevertheless, I'm a man of fault whom make many erroneous judgement. And sometimes the need for a counterpart to avoid being lonely highlight those mistakes. I hate being alone on weekends so I, at least, have to be at a friends house among the crowd, regardless whether it's a small group or a huge crowd. And I can't stand after a tiring day at uni going home not laughing and joking around with some guys. But, what I can't stand the most is having a bad day (in Bribane it happens quite often for no reason whatsoever) and having nobody to spill it out to. I don't have to talk about it but at least some hanging out would do enough to get me through the day.
Seems, Jakarta is not that overrated. Where the bad days are not even bad and the sense of being lonely is actually very crowded and alive. To conclude, I have got a very good lesson in companianship. The best partner to get through life is yourself. Of course you need a spouse, girlfriend, bestfriends, friends, mom, dad, brothers, cousins and all the other but it is you and only you that have the decision to manage, to explore, and to utilize your relationship with all those significant others and the rest of the world's population. Self-determinstic is our nature. Considering that, choose for your best.
posted by the one beneath your hair above your eyebrows @ 7:26 PM
2 Comments:
Being alone is okay because sometimes people need to be alone..
but being lonely (especially in the crowd) is far from okay, infact, it's the worst thing..
and I dont really agree on your argument that the best partner to get through this life is yourself. well, since human is social beings, so I believe we cannot survive and meet our needs other than through social co-operation and association.
Best Regards,
AY.
PS: 2th year of junior high?? hahaha what a grammar! xD
good luck with your solitary lives bro!
another comment on my typo and u'll see the grammatical structural errors on your blog being highlighted.
thank for the comment
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