The Contradiction

I've always wondered why Tv serieses have so much drama in them. Yes, it's true they have to live up to their names and ratings to make sure the show survives but why do they always bring out unnecessary dramas? The part about Bree and his gay son, Andrew, in Desperate Housewives.. it can be easily solved when and if Bree tells him how much she loves him and that she is hiding the past for him so he won't get arrested whereas Andrew wouldn't tell her how she is always thinking she's in the right. Same thing goes for brothers and sisters.. at times, I just can't handle a whole bunch of wahrieties(variety of wahs).

I guess I was wrong though. These lack of communicational skills happen in real life. I was talking to my grandmom not long ago on how I hate it when people assume. She's the epitome of assuming-et-accusing. She's so good at thinking what she thinks it's right sometimes it worries me and the worst thing is how she always compares EVERYONE with her. "I don't know how she could do this" well.. first of all, she's not you. I'm sure the indifference in this world makes us who we are... but yeah, that's her issue. Little do I know that that IS MY issue too. I expect too much of her and I compare myself to her. She seems so well taught, elegant and classy that sometimes I look up to her so much that if ever I see her fail at a point she gives, it would totally agitate me to an extreme measure. This would be followed by 'if that was me....' NOW STOP RIGHT THERE... that's something I accused her of doing.

What I am trying to say is the fact that my family would have been so much better if they communicate and hide their egos and prides. It's quite disgusting. I stayed at home the whole day yesterday. When I stay at home, I think a lot and when I think a lot I get upset. When I get upset, I don't eat or talk much. So, yesterday, I played a major Tibetian monk role in the house. I didn't talk much.

What really happened was ... I wanna go to gym. I do NOT know how to drive and transportation in Burma sucks balls ( i mean public trans) and no matter how superficial this may sound, I do NOT wanna be seen clinging onto a public bus. My grandparents wouldn't want me to either actually. So, I'll have to pick a gym that would be nearer to my house. My friend KP (mentioned in the earlier blog) had a bit of a misunderstanding with my grandmom not long ago. It was a very minor deal but my grandma managed to hold a bit of a grudge with it, to protect me from bad friends I guess. Now, KP's gym is near to my house and I told granny about it and she went 'ah ok we'll see'. Now, she went to some places and came back with a huge fat information about a gym her friend goes to which

1. is friggin far from my place.

2. costs more than KP's gym.

I don't know if I am in the wrong but I hate people who contradicts things they say. Why would they say A A A A A A and then go B B B B B assuming B resembles A but at the same time is the TOTALLY opposite of A.

Old age is common.. People forget. We(the younger ones) forgive. But isn't it time old people ALSO accept the fact that they forget? My family's full of egos sometimes it makes me wonder how the fuck do I ever belong or how the fuck would I ever survive...

On a funnier scale, I read this whole blog entry and laughed at myself since everything I wrote here sounds like what my grandma would say ... hmm takes one to know one, eh? *le sigh*