I turned off the computer and decided to just watch the television. As Told By Ginger was on on Nickelodeon. Like I've said a million times before, I love Ginger. I love how she writes about her life and her thoughts on her diary so beautifully. I wish I could do that. I'm not really a writer, I'm just someone who knows how to express herself in English fluently.
But that's not really the point of this post. Like I've said, I already turned off the computer. But watching As Told By Ginger and listening to the thoughts that she's writing on her diary, is making me want to blog. So I decided to get up from my bed, open the computer and blog. Which is what I am actually doing right now. I am not making sense again.
On the other hand, my parents are usually at work. They leave at 8 or 9 in the morning and then go home at the same hour at night. Nannies always took care of me. My parents were never there, since they have work and all, so they had no other choice but to leave me with our help. I got used to it, I suppose. I was never "babied" by my parents. I was always this independent girl. Until now, I can say that I still am. I'm 18 years old but I feel like I'm already in my mid 20s. I feel like I live in my world, especially when I'm here at home. I barely talk to my parents. Though sometimes, we would joke around. But those times are rare, really rare. We could actually go on for weeks without talking to each other. Now, that's not really how families are supposed to be, is it?
But still, after all that, I know that in the future, I would have my own family. And I'm gonna make damn sure that it'd be a happy one. A close-tight family, unlike mine.
But that's not really the point of this post. Like I've said, I already turned off the computer. But watching As Told By Ginger and listening to the thoughts that she's writing on her diary, is making me want to blog. So I decided to get up from my bed, open the computer and blog. Which is what I am actually doing right now. I am not making sense again.
Hoodsie's eulogy made me think a lot about my family. About how sometimes, your family can make you really mad; or feel bad. And it gets hard to see the good things about them. But then one day, they're gone. And all you have left are the memories. And you see all those good things in a new light. And you wish that you have pointed them out a little more often and along the way. -Ginger FoutleyIn a way, this made me think about my family too. I'm not really close with my parents. And I barely communicate with my half brother and my half sister. Although my half sister and I are closer than my half brother and I. It's making me feel weird just thinking about them. Probably because I grew up as an only child. My brother left home and got married even before I was born. And my sister had her own family when I was 2 or 3 years old. So I never really felt that I had a sibling. They were gone even before I learned my A B C.
On the other hand, my parents are usually at work. They leave at 8 or 9 in the morning and then go home at the same hour at night. Nannies always took care of me. My parents were never there, since they have work and all, so they had no other choice but to leave me with our help. I got used to it, I suppose. I was never "babied" by my parents. I was always this independent girl. Until now, I can say that I still am. I'm 18 years old but I feel like I'm already in my mid 20s. I feel like I live in my world, especially when I'm here at home. I barely talk to my parents. Though sometimes, we would joke around. But those times are rare, really rare. We could actually go on for weeks without talking to each other. Now, that's not really how families are supposed to be, is it?
But still, after all that, I know that in the future, I would have my own family. And I'm gonna make damn sure that it'd be a happy one. A close-tight family, unlike mine.
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Even I loved watching 'As Told by Ginger'. I miss it so much. I wish they'd start running it again, or better, make new episodes.