Sunday, August 29, 2010

masks.

some people are good at lying, others not so much.

today i had a family dinner. yes, dinners are fun. but this dinner was a tad bit different. we ate at this rather interesting place. the food was rather questionable, like eating at a cafeteria. food came in the tons, and it was questionable. like, chicken came in lumps, and you couldnt tell if it was slathered in lemon sauce or orange sauce or just something else. well, i made fun of it with a bunch of my other cousins. pretty fun. i mean, how often do you get to do that? its just like me at taco bell. i mean, who doesnt like to make fun of bad/decent/borderline food?
well, obviously some people werent too happy? im only speculating, but they obviously werent. i mean, i can catch a bit of a conversation. trust me, im more of an observer in life. and maybe i might not catch everything, maybe i may be gullible, maybe i cut loose for a sec and forget who i am. but today i caught a bit of a clue. but i really had no idea who it was directed at. now i see a post somewhere on the internet, and im beginning to see who it might be aimed at. me?

all i can say is - im sixteen. what do you expect. i cant be expected to always be careful of my actions. yes, in health they say every action has its own consequences, but i cant always think every thought, every action, and every word that i make down to the very last consequence.  however, the question that i have about this, and probably many of my other peers as i can see, is when does this lack of understanding end? when do i come up with my own conclusions, when can i find out when what i say may hurt others?

another point is, its not like by insulting the food i ended up insulting a guest of the dinner. i mean its not like the guest actually cooked the food. was it just because i was annoying. well, another thing i have to say is that sometimes i myself am rather annoying, but it links back to when my words start hurting others, but in this case, bugging people.

obviously wisdom comes with age and what not. but when does wisdom come to me?

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