i was going to write a super angry ranty post cause my mom & i argued last night/this morning at 5 am... but now most of the anger has like just drained from me, and i know that no matter what, i will always respect my mom even though she is insecure, sometimes a total anal bitch (f'realz), and hasn't really achieved anything that she keeps telling me i should be (eg. she doesn't have a job and we all live off my dad and stepdad)... cause underneath all that i still see a really strong woman who's gone through a lot, who's given me a lot, and raised me to the best of her abilities + more.
tbh i think i'm pretty honest with myself. i know what i'm really good at, and i'd say i'm even kinda harsh at times. like, i know my violin skillz are kinda awesumz, but i totes admit that i just didn't have the dedication to become SUPER ALLOUT AWESUMZ. and i understand how my mom would look down on me for that, but telling her how i feel would only result in her being all like "well, yeah, so that's your fault and IT WAS ALL ME PUSHING YOU~~~~" blerp. and also i know my time management skillz are non-existent and i try my best not to make excuses for my lateness (as in, i don't make up reasons for not coming to school... to my ct i'm just like "i couldn't wake up :/" and that's that). so even though i can't seem to please my mom and i can't be who she wants me to be, i'm fine with that. just... sometimes, i just wish she would be fine with that too, and not try her best to wound me with all the faults and inadequacies she sees in me.
my greatest fear of the super-distant future (like, past university and all that) is turning into my mom. ik it always sounds like a joke when people talk about turning into their parents, but if i ever get married/have kids i want to love everyone in my life and be loved the same back. so ideally i would try to raise my kids and give them what they wanted, and when they change and start coming into their own, even if the path they wanted diverged from the one i envisioned, i would accept it and continue loving them forever. yeah. sounds like such a romantic (and hence impossible) idea, but that's what i want. as in, i don't believe in eternal happiness forever and ever, i think you need grief and sorrow - variety is the spice of life
http://www.livejournal.com/imgupload.bml#closeand all that. i believe in the inevitability of things and that everything dies.. but before i die i want to have at least some certainty that everyone whom i have loved has loved me back.
anyway, yeah. apart from the welt on my left hand and the bruises on the joints of the fingers of my right hand, i think i can now move on from the mega explosion from last night. and i'm starting to feel worried about my h3 lit appeal letter... i reread it and it sounded very clinical and totally dispassionate compared to claire's (practically) lyrical prose~~~ i might write a new one and beg them to let me resubmit :/ like, i really love books and poetry and words and reading and writing etc. etc. but ever since sometime last year, i became really wary of ~pretentiousness~ and i started being afraid that everything i had written so far that i thought was so awesome was actually utter bullcrap. since then i've kinda been super barren~ and empty~ and uninspired. oh well... maybe maybe.
so... i made a playlist. will upload later :) includes Defying Gravity by rachel&kurt from Glee, and i am totes addicted to it even though the original is of course more ~moving~ and epic and stuff. also,
former miss south carolina teen usa learns where babies come from. hilarious stuff. there's a part2 as well hehe super funny.