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now, don't get it misconstrued. my parents were right about pretty much everything.
sometimes I wish I had a heavy bag at home so I could put a picture of them on it and punch it every time some lesson they taught me years ago explodes in my face like a Goldeneye remote mine.
nah not really I love them both and they were instrumental in creating the man I am today but anyway...
still, they ain't as omniscient as I once thought:
-cleaning my plate. I'll always give it a valiant effort, but at a certain point it's enough. I'm not gonna be out here suffering from an overdose of lasagna like dude from Man vs. Food and I'm not carrying this quarter of a burger around with me all night. I've had my fun.
-well done beef. I was taught that anything less was risking death, I learned that life is meaningless with dry steak anyway.
-weed.
-making my bed. my dad tried to tie it into a chick thing in my teenage years, but I've never had to stop The Proceedings to adjust a fitted sheet or anything so the effect is apparently overrated.
-not hitting girls (back). I mean, it sounded good--something something gentleman--but then I was booted in the huevos by a little lady at the age of 8, so...y'know, equality.
they also said I'd "grow up" someday, whatever the **** that means. didn't work out so far...at 29, I'm probably closer to myself at 9 than 19, adjusting for interests. it's ******* splendid.
so...what did you have to unlearn from your upbringing?
sometimes I wish I had a heavy bag at home so I could put a picture of them on it and punch it every time some lesson they taught me years ago explodes in my face like a Goldeneye remote mine.
nah not really I love them both and they were instrumental in creating the man I am today but anyway...
still, they ain't as omniscient as I once thought:
-cleaning my plate. I'll always give it a valiant effort, but at a certain point it's enough. I'm not gonna be out here suffering from an overdose of lasagna like dude from Man vs. Food and I'm not carrying this quarter of a burger around with me all night. I've had my fun.
-well done beef. I was taught that anything less was risking death, I learned that life is meaningless with dry steak anyway.
-weed.
-making my bed. my dad tried to tie it into a chick thing in my teenage years, but I've never had to stop The Proceedings to adjust a fitted sheet or anything so the effect is apparently overrated.
-not hitting girls (back). I mean, it sounded good--something something gentleman--but then I was booted in the huevos by a little lady at the age of 8, so...y'know, equality.
they also said I'd "grow up" someday, whatever the **** that means. didn't work out so far...at 29, I'm probably closer to myself at 9 than 19, adjusting for interests. it's ******* splendid.
so...what did you have to unlearn from your upbringing?
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. I remember around midnight she got nervous. I asked her " Why would the world end on Pacific Standard Time? You do realize it's like 4PM in Australia right? " she felt stupid and sent me to my room lol.
realism is in there between...don't do anything you'll never make it, and do everything you are the greatest thing ever.
