Why am I loved only when I'm gone? (c)
So, I came home ^^ Awww, so pleasant to hear Russian everywhere, the familiar mother tongue instead of Italian which I don't know. That somehow soothes me, being unable to understand what almost everybody is speaking about irritates me. And it must be ironic that one of the first things I am doing is updating a journal in English X)
The mess in my room is terrible as usual, and I am too tired or too lazy - don't know what to call it at this very moment - to do anything about it.
So, the main results of the trip are:
- I was suddenly inspired to write a continuation to the fairy tale I started rather long ago;
- ...bought quite a few souvenirs, if a bunch of Swiss chocolates can be called souvenirs;
- ...read a cycle of children's books, which doesn't include the one I mentioned earlier;
- ...started reading the one I mentioned;
- Finally, a funny thought came to my mind, and I've been thinking it over xD
Well, you see.
And now, the very thought. It seems to me that I have learned everything I rate highly only from books. Fantasy, fairy tales, others. Well, of course it's normal to learn from books because they are supposed to teach, but aren't people taught manners by their parents? Was I too stubborn and arrogant to listen to them when they told me what is wrong and what is right, or what else is the reason? There seems to be nothing about what I can proudly say: "Yes, my Mom and Dad brought me to respect this kind of thing, and I value it". I wonder why. I wonder if I was that stupid or what. I wonder why I understand many things much later than others...
The mess in my room is terrible as usual, and I am too tired or too lazy - don't know what to call it at this very moment - to do anything about it.
So, the main results of the trip are:
- I was suddenly inspired to write a continuation to the fairy tale I started rather long ago;
- ...bought quite a few souvenirs, if a bunch of Swiss chocolates can be called souvenirs;
- ...read a cycle of children's books, which doesn't include the one I mentioned earlier;
- ...started reading the one I mentioned;
- Finally, a funny thought came to my mind, and I've been thinking it over xD
Well, you see.
And now, the very thought. It seems to me that I have learned everything I rate highly only from books. Fantasy, fairy tales, others. Well, of course it's normal to learn from books because they are supposed to teach, but aren't people taught manners by their parents? Was I too stubborn and arrogant to listen to them when they told me what is wrong and what is right, or what else is the reason? There seems to be nothing about what I can proudly say: "Yes, my Mom and Dad brought me to respect this kind of thing, and I value it". I wonder why. I wonder if I was that stupid or what. I wonder why I understand many things much later than others...