Why am I not surprised? Uncontrollable stupid arguments here and there again in our house. This is the only thing I hate about this family, they never cease to shout at each other because of small things.
But it's true you know, you see an incredibly different person when they're angry. I don't know what their main arguments are but this time the participants of the stupid arguments are my mom, grandmother and sister.
Talk about triple threat. The plummeting of Termina has no say in their arguments.
I don't really care what the arguments were about, what I care about and genuinely gets pissed off is their overreaction to the matter.
This is what happens when three people with high levels of ego get into an argument. It turns into a stupid verbal war that puts New Year's noise to shame.
All these arguments started because of a can of sardines. My grandmother told my sister something that she never meant my mom to know. My sister, I don't exactly know what kind of war she was asking for, told my mom what my grandmother told her anyway. My mom got frustrated and angry then brought up several other unrelated events that she's been keeping from my grandmother until the argument got so big that even I suddenly got involved.
Right now I feel like I'm living in a house occupied by hypocrites. I was taught to always be humble, to listen to the other side of the argument and keep an open mind. Well apparently the so-called "first" teachers don't necessarily practice what they preach especially when their temper is boiling hot.
What ever happened to all those promises that "I've changed", all those quotes about life lessons and motivations and all those teachings about "always be kind to people"? It's in arguments like these where I lose faith in these elderly "role models".
In the end, no one is really a perfect sister, grandmother and mother because there will always be a hypocrite, an overreacting attitude with superiority complexes to balance the kind and loving attitude.
But of course, since I'm the second youngest in the family, my words are just a pile of garbage to their idealism so why, then, should I start to give a fuck?
As long as they don't involve me with their stupid arguments and let me be, then they can have all the petty fights they want until their content with the outcome.
Nasty, I tell you. They're all nasty. Teaching things they themselves can't even do properly. Tsk. No wonder this world is slowly deteriorating into the void. To be honest, it's better that way than continuous arguments with no valid premise and an equally stupid invalid conclusion.
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What scares me is that a week hasn't passed in my vacation yet, and the house is already a war zone.
But it's true you know, you see an incredibly different person when they're angry. I don't know what their main arguments are but this time the participants of the stupid arguments are my mom, grandmother and sister.
Talk about triple threat. The plummeting of Termina has no say in their arguments.
I don't really care what the arguments were about, what I care about and genuinely gets pissed off is their overreaction to the matter.
This is what happens when three people with high levels of ego get into an argument. It turns into a stupid verbal war that puts New Year's noise to shame.
All these arguments started because of a can of sardines. My grandmother told my sister something that she never meant my mom to know. My sister, I don't exactly know what kind of war she was asking for, told my mom what my grandmother told her anyway. My mom got frustrated and angry then brought up several other unrelated events that she's been keeping from my grandmother until the argument got so big that even I suddenly got involved.
Right now I feel like I'm living in a house occupied by hypocrites. I was taught to always be humble, to listen to the other side of the argument and keep an open mind. Well apparently the so-called "first" teachers don't necessarily practice what they preach especially when their temper is boiling hot.
What ever happened to all those promises that "I've changed", all those quotes about life lessons and motivations and all those teachings about "always be kind to people"? It's in arguments like these where I lose faith in these elderly "role models".
In the end, no one is really a perfect sister, grandmother and mother because there will always be a hypocrite, an overreacting attitude with superiority complexes to balance the kind and loving attitude.
But of course, since I'm the second youngest in the family, my words are just a pile of garbage to their idealism so why, then, should I start to give a fuck?
As long as they don't involve me with their stupid arguments and let me be, then they can have all the petty fights they want until their content with the outcome.
Nasty, I tell you. They're all nasty. Teaching things they themselves can't even do properly. Tsk. No wonder this world is slowly deteriorating into the void. To be honest, it's better that way than continuous arguments with no valid premise and an equally stupid invalid conclusion.
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What scares me is that a week hasn't passed in my vacation yet, and the house is already a war zone.
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