Kickin' It!
Third straight night I've drank. Either I'm on the road to alcoholism, or I'm just doin' it because there's nothing better to do. I'll side with the latter, and continue on! Gotta cover a specific topic tonight, so I need time to actually develop this a bit.
Parents. You know, those ones that used to ground you as a young kid and taught you the difference between right and wrong.
Now, I want any parents who, by some miracle of existence, read this journal to note this next comparison:
RIGHT: Teaching your teenagers how to make good judgement decisions. That includes acting upon relevant information that your teenager is depressed/suicidal (unless, of course, you don't care and/or love your kids).
WRONG: Leaving your teenagers to learn on their own without any guidance at all. For all Confucious' rambling, he had a point. The Middle Path works better than you may think. If you leave your teens without guidance, they WILL fuck up. It's guaranteed. Sometimes they gotta learn the hard way, but giving them advice usually saves them the aggrivation occasionally.
Parents are the Criminal Justice System of the family. They have the power to enforce rules and punish as necessary. Respect your parents. Someday, they might even be able to treat you as an equal. Wouldn't that be nice?
What I basically am stating (for few who missed it) is that it doesn't matter if they're YOUR parents; it doesn't make their wrong decisions and bad judgement calls right. Everyone fucks up. Even your parents. Even mine.
On another note (yeah, I've seen so many journal entries worded like this and with their accusations lobbed in my direction that I thought I'd do it too!), I'd like to also state the fact that you don't love someone after a few weeks. If you're a total dumbass, maybe it's a different story. Like those kids you see on the SPED bus on your way out the door in the morning. Slapping their faces in exemplification of what is obviously God's attempt to put a living reminder of why you shouldn't take your life for granted right in front of your face. Wake up!
If you wanna live your life in ignorance, fine, be my guest. I'll even hold the door and kick you in the ass on the way out. You can even forget everything I did for you in the past! I'll try not to feel too slighted. Just realize that when you fuck up again (and you will, because stupid people do that often) someone, somewhere is always gonna be around to say those 4 words that can make me look like a dick:
"I told you so."
-Nick
Parents. You know, those ones that used to ground you as a young kid and taught you the difference between right and wrong.
Now, I want any parents who, by some miracle of existence, read this journal to note this next comparison:
RIGHT: Teaching your teenagers how to make good judgement decisions. That includes acting upon relevant information that your teenager is depressed/suicidal (unless, of course, you don't care and/or love your kids).
WRONG: Leaving your teenagers to learn on their own without any guidance at all. For all Confucious' rambling, he had a point. The Middle Path works better than you may think. If you leave your teens without guidance, they WILL fuck up. It's guaranteed. Sometimes they gotta learn the hard way, but giving them advice usually saves them the aggrivation occasionally.
Parents are the Criminal Justice System of the family. They have the power to enforce rules and punish as necessary. Respect your parents. Someday, they might even be able to treat you as an equal. Wouldn't that be nice?
What I basically am stating (for few who missed it) is that it doesn't matter if they're YOUR parents; it doesn't make their wrong decisions and bad judgement calls right. Everyone fucks up. Even your parents. Even mine.
On another note (yeah, I've seen so many journal entries worded like this and with their accusations lobbed in my direction that I thought I'd do it too!), I'd like to also state the fact that you don't love someone after a few weeks. If you're a total dumbass, maybe it's a different story. Like those kids you see on the SPED bus on your way out the door in the morning. Slapping their faces in exemplification of what is obviously God's attempt to put a living reminder of why you shouldn't take your life for granted right in front of your face. Wake up!
If you wanna live your life in ignorance, fine, be my guest. I'll even hold the door and kick you in the ass on the way out. You can even forget everything I did for you in the past! I'll try not to feel too slighted. Just realize that when you fuck up again (and you will, because stupid people do that often) someone, somewhere is always gonna be around to say those 4 words that can make me look like a dick:
"I told you so."
-Nick