We are our folks...

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Originally uploaded by saisai.

Today, I accidentally found out that the my soles are worn out so much more on the right side than on the left side, which reminded me of those days when mom always complainted about the way my dad wear his shoes. OMG, I've become my dad. Looking in the mirror, carefully scrutinize myself, I've found my dad's eyes and mouth, my mom's nose and cheek, and it's not just the physical evidence, as I look inward, my personality, my habits, the way I talk, think, eat and sleep.......we have to admit it, people, no matter how hard we resist it, rebel, or refuse it, we ARE our parents, a part of their blood and flesh, an extension of their lives and dreams. We learned our first word from them, we see the world from their interpretation, we watch and learn how they lead their life everyday, and we used to secretly try on their clothes and makeup and pretend we are them. It doesn't matter how much eyerolling we gave to our parents, their doctrines have been deeply instilled in our system through their endless nagging and assimilation, even without us knowing it. well, I guess we can't blame them, cuz as babies, we needed their food and shelter, and nothing is really free in this world, right? so get over it. Meanwhile, it made me wonder what my life would have been like had they abandoned me in the wilderness, what kind of person would I become (of course, it is under the assumption that I could survive on my own)? en... interesting...

currently listening to Kelly Clarkson's "Becuz of u"