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c'mon everyone ... live it up
Hey. This entry is taken from my sister's journal which was taken from one of her friend's I thought it said a lot and we all only have one life to love ... so c'mon, let's love it up & appreciate life! =D
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"I was just sitting downstairs flipping through the channels, when I stopped at Nickolodeon, and seeing the Kids Choice Awards on. And i sat there, remembering when i would not miss those awards. Id sit there, wishing my parents had let me vote. I couldnt wait to see the backstreet boys and *nsync. it was, clearly, one of the best nights of the year for me. I was so young and so stupid. But i was SO HAPPY. I didnt have a care in the world. I didnt worry about school. I didnt have to. It didnt matter. I knew my ABC's and i knew how to count. I could read and write and multiply. And as far as I was concerned, I didn't need to know anything else except kindness and fairness--preliminary preschool stuff. I didn't care about boys. They still had cooties. I made fun of them. I didn't like them because "they were meanies". I didnt have to worry about having friends. I didnt even think about it. I just lived life. Without a care. And it was absolute bliss.
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I wish I were that kid again. I wish I could run around outside screaming. I wish I could fall down off my roller blades and cry about a scrape on my knee. I wish I could roll down a hill and feel like it was the normal thing to do. I wish I could gasp everytime someone let out a "hell" or a "damn". I wish I still said heck and darn. I wish I could run home from school and watch Full House, because, hell..I never got any homework. I wish I could jump in huge piles of leaves and go ice skating in my driveway. I wish I could sneak cookies right before dinner, and think I was so great because I wasn't caught. I wish I was never introduced to being on AIM for four straight hours. I wish I believed everyone was perfect and that no matter what cruel things anyone did, they were sorry--genuwinely sorry. I wish there really was a santa clause, and an easter bunny. I wish I were a careless seven year old again. But no, I can't be.
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I have to attend middle school and deal with unbelievably insane teachers. I have to deal with the backstabbing of middleschool girls. I have to deal with bitchy middle schoolers. Bitchy PMSing middle schoolers. Bitchy PMSing just-broke-up-with-"love of their life"-boyfriend middle schoolers. I have to deal with rejection after rejection from boys, friends, and wannabe friends. I have to be ridiculed for what I wear, how I act, what I look like, how I wear my hair, whether or not I have a date on friday night, who I'm friends with, what classes I'm in, etc. etc. I have to endure this whole "growing up" business. And out of the two years I have had of it, I have lived up maybe a total of two weeks. I want these to be the best years of my life like theyre supposed to be. When I graduate college, I don't want to look back on how I didn't live up my middle school & high school years and how I wish I could relive it. I want my middle school & high school years to look as good, if not better, than my pre-double-digit-age years.
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So this, my friends, is my April 8, 2004 resolution. I'm going to live it up. I'm going to have fun. I'm going to speak my mind. I'm not going to let the little things affect me. I already don't care what other people think, and I'm going to continue this. I'm going to be more outgoing and less concerned with maintaining stupendous grades. I'm going to enjoy myself. Have fun. Make these last two years memorable. And if I don't, you, my friends, have the right to show me this entery and laugh at my absolute stupidity!"
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[I changed some of the things where it said high school & put middle school or both .... but hopefully you get the message]
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