Choose

"Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who need reasons when you've got heroin?"

I don't want to analyse Trainspotting. But the opening scene of the film makes me think about life. What we are supposed to do in life?

My father is always telling me "don't disappoint me"; my mother says "you are young, have fun". Both say: "you must do what we couldn't".

I think that's pressure for us. We are the owners of our life, there shouldn't be anybody pressing us with words like that. What's a disappointment for our parents? Don't do the homework? Smoke? Drink at parties? Think what they don't respect? When I think about that I feel sick.

Weren't they young? Sometimes it seems they were always like now. I sometimes need a little bit understanding, but it seems that's difficult for them.

I'm not saying parents are bad, because they are not.

And what's a model life? Why we all have to do the same? Is this the product of a closed mind or is the future that everybody expects for their child?

I think humans are sufficiently clever to choose our life, independently of the other people, but when we choose another way, we are weird people, we are the typical people that parents say "you must study because you can't drive your life as his life".

It's something to think a lot... always choosing! Choose: being the strange or a sheep following the flock?