...Houston, we got a problem...

*back in the office*

'Toot.. toot.'

"Hi, this is you-know-who. Please leave a you-know-what, you-know-when."

Life's like that. When you need something, it sure gets the kick of not giving it to you.

We are pre-conditioned to obey. To follow the trend. Since the beginning of mankind. Man, hunt. Woman, whatever it is beside hunting. It's normal to condone to such stereotypes. To go against the norm is like going to the mall without wearing your undies. Hold up. Wrong connotation. Without having both your undies AND your pants on. Hm.

There is an expectation to be met in life:

If you are a wife, you are expected to be submissive. (All hail husband!) Not doing so will cost you your after-life to be forever doomed in purgatory. Bad prospect.

If you are an employee, you are expected to perform. Sometimes, at the cost of your life. Cost of your future, cost of your feelings. Cost of your mental health (in my case).

If you are a friend, you are expected to be nice to them. That is why we keep on receiving those "send-this-to-10-friends-or-forever-be-an-outcast" emails. Oh, that .jpeg image of the dancing bear is nice anyway. Spitting image of you, you moron!

If you are a co-worker, you are expected to be cordial to your colleagues. Hm. (Maybe I am not. Since I am always left out during lunch). Go figure. Must be because I did not forward that 'friends forever' emails.

If you are a daughter, you are expected to follow what your parents says. "I know best. Now, take that scholarship and off you go! Oh, I will not cover your expenses now that you are covered. By the way, take IT please. That'll get you a good job with this company."

So, where do all of this put you? Nowhere? Why are we not trained to be selfish? To stand up for what you believe in? To go against the norm and do whatever you pleased? To learn from your mistakes and move forward on your own?

Why do we have all these expectations? Why do we have to conform to these unseen rules? Why do we let other people jam all these crap down your throat and force you to swallow? And why, oh why, when we finally have the strength to stand up and say "Hell with that!", society deems us misfits and left us out in the cold?

Aren't we entitled to our own feelings?