Punch Me, I Bleed!
"Punch me, I bleed!," says Peter Parker to MJ while trying to convince her that he indeed is different. Nothing against MJ, he will not have a scratch if she will try to punch him after a grueling play, unless of course she wears metal gloves and punch him on his softest part, (not the balls, it will not bleed) his nose. It never fails.
Time moves forward and every second changes eveything, so definitely now is different from yesterday and tomorrow. But why are we not changing? Or we haven't noticed that yet. Everyone wishes for us to change, but is change necessary? (Warning: Cliche ahead). The only constant thing in this world is change. And did we become different after these changes? (Warning: Rhetoric ahead). Are these changes necessary? Are we obliged to adapt to these changes? Do we have to change our underwears everyday? Ummm.
I chat with a friend two days ago. She is one of those I have talked with about my personal life. I never really talked about them, not that it is not interesting. I just thought that I don't like to be pitied. But that is out of the topic. We talked a lot about our past days, our friends, the things we akwardly do, the funny instances we never thought had happened, the doubts, the questions, the rumors, the past love, friends gradually changing, friends abruptly changing, friends surprisingly different, friends unsurprisingly different, and life as we know it. She is now happily married in the coast of California. And I'm happy we have talked cause right after that I felt different. I suddenly missed my past and made a lots of could haves, would haves and should haves. I was different, I never thought I will miss anyone. Yes, I am human. I always thought I was alien. ET phone home.
Punch me, I bleed! I always does. I'm such a loser.
Time moves forward and every second changes eveything, so definitely now is different from yesterday and tomorrow. But why are we not changing? Or we haven't noticed that yet. Everyone wishes for us to change, but is change necessary? (Warning: Cliche ahead). The only constant thing in this world is change. And did we become different after these changes? (Warning: Rhetoric ahead). Are these changes necessary? Are we obliged to adapt to these changes? Do we have to change our underwears everyday? Ummm.
I chat with a friend two days ago. She is one of those I have talked with about my personal life. I never really talked about them, not that it is not interesting. I just thought that I don't like to be pitied. But that is out of the topic. We talked a lot about our past days, our friends, the things we akwardly do, the funny instances we never thought had happened, the doubts, the questions, the rumors, the past love, friends gradually changing, friends abruptly changing, friends surprisingly different, friends unsurprisingly different, and life as we know it. She is now happily married in the coast of California. And I'm happy we have talked cause right after that I felt different. I suddenly missed my past and made a lots of could haves, would haves and should haves. I was different, I never thought I will miss anyone. Yes, I am human. I always thought I was alien. ET phone home.
Punch me, I bleed! I always does. I'm such a loser.
posted by RovJohn at 11:14 PM
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