I think that the worst question is: “What do you want to do after high school?” So many adults and family members ask me this at family reunions and it literally makes me want to crawl into a hole and never leave. To be completely honest, I haven’t got the slightest clue as to what I want to be when I grow up. I mean I have trouble ordering food at a restaurant!
The other day I was talking to my friend about driving and getting ready to take our permit tests when I said that learning how to drive where we live is fairly difficult because of all the reckless drivers. This is when he remarked, “Oh its because you are girl and you would be no good at driving.” I was highly offended by this because one, that is sexist. And two, your gender does not in any way define whether or not you would be a good driver. I mean yes I am a girl but that does not mean that I should suddenly be classified as a bad driver. For all he knows, I could be the best driver in the city. It was then when I went off on a rampant rant about misogyny and how it shouldn’t be socially acceptable for people to just say stuff like that. Just saying, but natural selection is coming for you my friend.
Sometimes I think about all the missed opportunities I had. What would have happened if I had taken those chances instead if sticking with what I am comfortable with.
Do you ever just think about how one little thing can change your life forever. Its absolutely mind blowing. I can’t even fathom how I would react if my life changed drastically. I’m used to normality. It’s what I’m comfortable with. And I like doing what I am used to…
I feel like we, as humans, are often hung over on things that happened in the past. We focus way, way too much on something that we are unable to change, but we try anyway. I for one am guilty of this on more than one occasion. I just keep on worrying and overthinking about things that are completely out of my control.
By Warsan Shire
you are a horse running alone
and he tries to tame you
compares you to an impossible highway
to a burning house
says you are blinding him
that he could never leave you
want anything but you
you dizzy him, you are unbearable
every woman before or after you
is doused in your name
you fill his mouth
his teeth ache with memory of taste
his body just a long shadow seeking yours
but you are always too intense
frightening in the way you want him
unashamed and sacrificial
he tells you that no man can live up to the one who
lives in your head
and you tried to change didn’t you?
Many people compare being in love to being drunk, crazy, foolish, etc. They want to love and be loved completely and unconditionally. Love is nothing if not a passionate and overwhelming (in a good way of course) affair.
Other people are more comfortable with a love that isn’t as wild but more of a simple love. Which is perfectly okay, I mean love is love, so to each their own.
There are times when you are hurt so badly that the pain encompasses you and you can’t think about anything other than it. It overcomes you and it becomes you. And so you try to numb it and distract yourself from whatever is hurting. People have all kinds of different methods of coping with the misery. Maybe its drugs, or alcohol. Partying or throwing yourself into school or work. Replacing the boy that made your heart break with different ones.
Something inside is hurting you – that’s why you need cigarettes or whiskey, or music turned so loud you can’t think.
I once knew this girl who was so painstakingly kind that I almost couldn’t believe she was real. She was nice to every single person she met, even if they weren’t very fond of her, she was nice to them anyway. It was safe to say that nearly everybody loved her, everybody wanted to be her. I found myself aspiring to be like her. Which wasn’t much of a surprise because she was perfect. It was actually scary how someone could maintain such a well balanced life: stellar grades, amazing social life, and pretty, inside and out.
More often than not, you find people disliking you because you are more successful or happier than they are. Maybe because they seek the things that you have in your life and, in turn, they develop a bitter perspective towards you. You don’t really take notice of the fact that they just want to “rain on your parade” and dampen your high spirits. I mean, somehow, most tend to think that by making someone else feel bad about their life, they will magically feel better about their own life. In the end, they just want to pull you down to their level to make their life seem not as bad.
“Isn’t it kind of silly to think that tearing someone else down builds you up?”
― Sean Covey
Sometimes, happiness may seem difficult to achieve. You might think that you need that nice new car or that gorgeous little black dress that you saw while on an impromptu shopping spree and didn’t have enough money to get. Maybe its that cute boy that sits behind you in class or even that dog you saw at the pet store. Although these things may bring some happiness, it is most often temporary and will soon fade. You will get bored of these materialistic things and seek for something much more fulfilling.