It’s something that most everyone has. I can say that, for sure, that I’ve had plenty that I regret. But if I didn’t do it in the first place, I’d keep asking myself… What if? Two special words that begin the hours of daydreaming and hesitation. One day I acted on my “what If” and decided to try out at school. Because I didn’t really want the part and didn’t take it too seriously, I was able to have fun and play around with it. Few days later she calls my names for one of the solos. I didn’t want to feel like I had wasted all of her time so I just accepted the part. In the end, I honestly did regret trying out (bad moral)…. It made me feel like I could have gone through those few weeks without being nervous about going on stage. Frankly, I was terrible. It was embarrassing and I don’t plan on doing anymore solos. So the new moral of the story is, trust your gut.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Regret
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Surrounded
Friday, August 28, 2009
Pushing the limit
With so many people in the world and all around you, it seems that not everyone can say what they think (if they are even thinking). Some are left silent and pushed away. Those who feel that way, can’t just let it just happen. They have to push their way into the conversation and remain there. If you don’t have the nerve to interject then don’t complain about it later. It’s as simple as that. I’m really not this cold but when people act so ignorant it can’t be helped. If you never stand up for yourself, no one might. Why wait? Take the initiative and do it yourself. BUT! If you have a certain perspective, say it, and then move on. Don’t argue with teachers about rules. They can’t change it. To be so rude and immature enough to yell back, just proves how naive and incompetent that generation might be. It embarrasses me to be associated with them in any way possible. Where is yelling going to take you? Well… kicked out of class is one thing. Go ahead, keep pushing. Let’s see how far you can get.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Creepers...
We’ve all had those moments where, dark at night, you hear the steps of another following you. Your pace quickens as you grasp your keys tighter. When your paranoia is finally at its peak, you turning yelling at … nothing. There are some things that, without a doubt, are weird or creepy… or both. For example, people following you around. No matter who does that, IT’S CREEPY! And smelling/petting people’s hair? Yeah… don’t do it. It’s one thing to do it to your friend but with people you don’t know? Don’t you ever wonder what they might be thinking? Oh and randomly shoving fries at someone is not how you make them your friend. Yes, it does fall under the category of creep. One thing that personally freaks me out is when people watch you sleep. I’m not a hamster, stop watching over me. I won’t run away… for now.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Neverland
People say to live life to the fullest. They say life’s short and you don’t want to regret anything while you’re young. But how can you when you’re stuck in school for most of it? If death was coming tomorrow, wouldn’t we regret spending all that time in school and not some far away Neverland? If we were all to live by that quote, wouldn’t our generation be destroyed from the past ones? Think about it… our parents would basically be hobos who had a crap load of fun. So the question is… Would we have a future if we were to “live life to the fullest”? Even I do agree that people should be spontaneous at certain times, but consequences are still anticipated.
And another thing! If life’s so short, then why is it the longest thing we go through? So if you ask me, it’s pretty freaking long. Sometimes it’s a little too long. My personal preference is not to exist past the age of 35. For some reason, becoming old, wrinkly, and odd smelling just doesn’t appeal to me. Life’s hard enough as it is, I don’t need my bones reminding me that death was only a hop and a skip away.
Of course it’s inevitable, but why fear it? No one wants a painful death where everyone is crowded around them gasping and wondering if you’re ok. I want something quiet or at least quick so that I wouldn’t hear the people yelling for help. At least the ones who leave us enter their own personal Neverland. Finally, calmness and peace would be an option, where here on earth, all you get is trouble and loud angry people yelling and shouting. But on the bright side of that, I’m sure they would regret it later when you’re dead. So at least you have that going for you when you die!