9 May 2015: To be born

When I saw the number 71, the first thing that came to mind was the year that my country withdrew from the UN.  It obviously means differently to most.  Same goes for many other words and phrases and their proper contexts.  There are things I wish I understand but do not and there are things I wish I do not understand but do. I wish I am able to ask someone, “I do not understand what you are saying.  What do you want from me?” instead of behaving like a prima donna pseudo-elite making demands when I am constantly contemplating what to do and what not to do under the circumstance.  Then, I am reminded what exactly people want from me, being a piñata.  Things cannot be clearer than they appear to be now.