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Endings
07.14.06 (8:33 am)   [edit]

I'm very tired..
For the first time in my life I have no direction. I hate it.

Two months of summer vacation..my work of 11 years has come to an end..and I'm tired.

I've always hated having to be an adult. I miss my childhood. I traded in my childhood for adulthood and I regret every single moment. That was my deal with my devils just so I could stay alive and well.

Life's always been hard and I don't deny the fact that I've worked hard to get where I am. What sucks is that from this point its hard for me to move forward.

It seems like a dream, when I got accepted into all six universities, and picked my favourite two.

It seems like a dream, when I was so excited to go somewhere I've never been and actually fulfil my dream of becoming a Psychologist.

I hate this family. We're born with high aspirations, and my entire life I've seen them unfulfilled. I've seen everyone's dreams shatter and then watch them struggle. I suppose I havn't really learned to let go of mine yet and resign myself to the fact that university really is just a dream, and will continue to be.

Life must have been so much easier in the old days, when people's destinies were predetermined to some extent. Those who wanted to make something of themselves were either rich enough, or foolish enough to do so. Now its a dog eat dog world. There were divides between the rich and the poor, eons ago. The rich would continue to be, and the poor would continue to be. The girls would marry off into some other family of wealth, or continue to be who they were in their own homes, knitting, or whatever they did back then.

We must have had dreams back then...they must have been simple dreams then..but important to those who held them.. Dreams now need money to achieve, and I don't have that. My parents don't have that. Theres still a divide.. I've tried every single thing I possibly can now and nothing's working.

Loans here are based on merit. We've never had a solid foundation..no property, no nothing..We're not even residents of our home country nor do we have fixed income..the business class with no merit do not get loans.

Scholarships..scholarships seem so distant. Those will come after my results, which I don't even wish to see. There seems little or no point in getting them if I'm not going to go. We're too proud to borrow, too proud to beg, too..anything.

I wish someone could understand the feeling of having no direction, after so many years of having control. Its almost like i've retired from having a job, but retired with no money. I'm bewildered as I have no idea what I'm going to do, and I have no means to do it.

I was told today that life goes on. Yes, it does, but havn't I paid my dues? Aren't I allowed to stop? No..I took a walk in the park and my phone rang thrice in 10 minutes, calling me back home. One can't even take a walk in the park. I hate having responsibilities. I miss not having a childhood, or a summer holiday when I was free, with nothing to do but lie in the grass. We take summer jobs..we work furiously towards some sort of future..trying to make something of ourselves. In this family I barely remember a time when I have been comfortable, financially. Why all our hard work doesn't pay off is something that drives me insane.. We work so hard..we do..and nothing comes of it.

I have love, but love won't pay my bills. As much as I am happy, I'm miserable. I can't see a way out of this except backing out. As much as I want my this one dream to come true, I should watch it shatter like the rest. I have tried everything, and I am tired.

Leave me be..if just for a little while, let me turn the phone off and have nobody worry..let me lie on the grass just once..I've almost forgotten what that feels like..almost..

20,000.00 GBP..285,540.53 HKD.. 3 kids in one family isn't easy..all in private schooling..all expected to go into their father's business that is not improving..it hurts. I don't want to be rich. I just want to fulfil my dreams..after being told, after being sung in songs that dreams come true, I want so desperately to believe that they do..

all this desperateness..

Thats the feeling. Desperation. I think thats what I feel...terrified, and alone, and desperately wishing to escape. From something. Anything. Just escape the whole miserableness of it all.. You see it in them..His hair greying..her eyes lost..his eyes that show defeat and his that know only innocence..

I don't want to be told there is a way. I've looked at all of the ways possible, and none are feasible without the cost crippling us. I feel almost guilty to be taking money, leaving the rest of the family crippled until I pay them back..yet my heart is so, so driven to pay them back for the one good thing they could do..but I've worked so hard to get where I am now, and I deserve it. I don't want to be lost. I don't want to be an adult..I want to study, like a student, and take a temp job, like a student, and stand on my own feet without the burden of guilt. But I've looked for a way and there isn't one..there simply isn't.

I look at it now, and see that we havn't established ourselves in this world, and what we have established is on shaky ground.. It used to be easy standing on my two feet on shaky ground. Now I don't think I can get up.. Worse, I don't think I want to.

 


posted by: 69whisper (reply)
post date: 08.30.06 (12:56 pm)

i dont agree with this part "Life must have been so much easier in the old days, ...... ". i think life is like that always, infact world has been like that .... nature has made us that way.



posted by: inkspector (reply)
post date: 08.30.06 (3:31 pm)

I think life was much harder in the old days.
Most women did not have good paying jobs and were not out in the workforce.
Laundry had to be done by hand, if they ever even washed their few clothes. Baths were infrequent. The stench was horrid.
Health issues abounded that threatened life.
And most people had to get their own food by hunting (or buying from one or slaughtering their own livestock for some) because grocery stores did not carry food in cans or packages.

Anyways, I hope things work out for you. Where their is a will there is a way. It all works out but takes time.




posted by: vodkab (reply)
post date: 08.31.06 (12:44 am)

reply to: 69whisper

Yeah I suppose you're right in a way, but considering how things progress, one does wonder if one hasn't experienced it.




posted by: vodkab (reply)
post date: 08.31.06 (12:47 am)

Reply to: inkspektor

Aye, what you have said is true. I was speaking more about the whole image though, now. There's a lot more women are expected to do alongside a career..sometimes it just exhausts me. This post was just a way to vent. Jumbled thoughts. Thanks for your well-wishes.



posted by: vodkab (reply)
post date: 08.31.06 (12:47 am)

Reply to: inkspektor

Aye, what you have said is true. I was speaking more about the whole image though, now. There's a lot more women are expected to do alongside a career..sometimes it just exhausts me. This post was just a way to vent. Jumbled thoughts. Thanks for your well-wishes.



posted by: lindy (reply)
post date: 09.14.06 (3:41 am)

-sigh- I get it. To say that life was easier in the old days is a debateable point, but I think your point was that societal expectations pretty much carved yoru path - there were less options, but the options were clear and community was a stronger presence back then. With it gone, and with so many choices, so much competition, one wonders how most of us make our way in the world.

I'm sorry that you've stretched and stretched until you can't stretch anymore. I hope you are feeling stronger since posting these thoughts. And I continue to hope that there are options you have yet to try. As for the cell phone.. I tell ya, Miss Vodka.. I woke up one morning and realized that I despise cell phones. I despised the idea that people, anyone really, had the right to reach me anytime, to reach into my life and make their presence known. Then I thought about the number of real emerrgencies I'd had over the course of the seven years I'd had a cell phone and was mortified to realize that there hadn't been one. Not one. I examined the nature of my conversations. I couldn't believe it. This whole time, I believed I actually needed a cell phone. It's laughable if you think about it. You know what? I tossed the thing in the trash, cancelled my service and am loving every minute of it. Sure, there have been times when a cell phone would have been convenient, but the freedom I've gotten without one is uncomparable. Think about it. Consider it. Good stuff.

Hope you are well.



posted by: vodkab (reply)
post date: 09.20.06 (11:45 am)

Reply to: Lindy

*nodnod* tis indeed debateable...Tis good to see you back. :) And thansk fro commenting. I know there are options, I wrote this when I was at a really low point, and tis true, there are always options.
I hate cell phones as much as you do, but the emergencies I've had to rush for this year have made the calls worthwhile...rescuing a kitten (yours are adorable!) and rushing to aid of friends in need..Little things that make up for the big problems.
Thanks for commenting :)



posted by: Christine @ swanktrendz (reply)
post date: 11.04.06 (1:26 am)

Wow - very powerful post. Believe it or not, I can totally relate to what you are saying. You, so very eloquently, put into words what I have felt so many times. Yes, you were obviously at a very low point, but it is a dip that we all will feel and it will not be the first, nor last, dip.

I think you said it best when you used the word desperateness. It is almost that 'fight or flight' feeling. That waking up in the middle of the night sensation, heart pounding, wondering what will/should I do? I, too, resent this 'adulthood' being thrust upon me (although I have been with the title for many years). I have worked consistently from the time I was 13. At times by choice, and of late, necessity

I remember once saying to my mother, ‘Why is it that (for my generation) the feminist movement simply took away my 'choice' to work or be a 'wife'?’ Please don’t misinterpret my feelings on feminism - far more yays than nays.

Many years ago (60's/70's and prior) a young family would/could exist on one income. That's no longer an option. I was never asked if I would like to be a mother/wife, a wife, or an income contributor. I wasn't warned that I would have to fulfil all three, and be competent in those positions as well! Some people will argue back that they/or their wives managed to be stay-at-home moms because they chose to and/or sacrificed something to have that choice. I applaud her/them, but I know for a fact that it wasn't an option for me (unless my husband and I took a basement apartment with a 3 hour daily bus commute). I guess that would have cut down the romance department and subsequently, any future children, lol!

But again, looking back at my wording, I see the word sacrifice. Why should we sacrifice anything to be a wife/mother/worker?

Whew, vodka - you’ve awakened some issues that I tried to bury. I thank you, yet know I’m in for a long insomniatic night.



posted by: Christine @ swanktrendz (reply)
post date: 11.13.06 (11:49 pm)

Come on Vodka - we need to read some more posts from you!



posted by: vodkab (reply)
post date: 11.30.06 (10:01 am)

Hi christine :)
Glad someone understands what I'm getting at.
I've moved my blog now, as much as I'd love to continue here...sometimes one just needs a change. Perhaps I'll move back one day soon.
My new link is up in my latest post. Thanks for commenting..i love people commenting. It makes me feel less alone out here. :)

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