Ane's stupid response to an equally stupid religion promt.
I don’t really think I know who I am right now. It seems to me, that one day I’m one person, and the next day I’m someone completely different. I’m at that stage in life were nearly everything is undecided.
I try not to be petty, but some days I can’t help myself. Sometimes I act really mature, other times I feel like a little kid. Sometimes I care about schoolwork, and other times I don’t really see what all the fuss is about.
I think I tend to be a pretty agreeable person though. At least, people tolerate my strangeness enough to hand out with me. So I can’t be that bad. I’m pretty good at being a friend. I try to be supportive and fun to be with. I think that probably pays off in the long run.
Anyway, I think I have a good idea of who I want to be, at least personality-wise. I want to be a generally good person. I want to be someone people can look up to. I want to be on top of things (something I struggle with). I want to be smart and hardworking, loyal, friendly, giving… I want to have a content life, and have very little hate. But really, saying who you want to be doesn’t really do anything unless you really act on it. So I try my best to do the best thing I can do. I’m definitely fallible. I wouldn’t expect flawlessness even from my ideal self.
Okay, now I’ve gone and scared myself, because I realized I really don’t like the phrase ‘ideal self’. Yeah, I’m pretty tired right now, so my thought process might not make total sense, but this is informal right?
The point is, people should really be happy with who they are. I know there’s always room for improvement, but trying to become a completely different person is just ludicrous. I really do like me, for all my mood swings and senselessness. I can try to improve, but I’ll never be perfect. I know I’ll probably never be good at math, or super-athletic. I’ll never be able to talk to random strangers at parties. And you know what? I think I’m really cool with that.
(Yeah, I was tired. I think I do my best work when sleep deprived though. At least when writing. I get very... honest. I do wonder what my dear teacher will think after reading that. God, I love driving stupid religion teachers insane.)
I try not to be petty, but some days I can’t help myself. Sometimes I act really mature, other times I feel like a little kid. Sometimes I care about schoolwork, and other times I don’t really see what all the fuss is about.
I think I tend to be a pretty agreeable person though. At least, people tolerate my strangeness enough to hand out with me. So I can’t be that bad. I’m pretty good at being a friend. I try to be supportive and fun to be with. I think that probably pays off in the long run.
Anyway, I think I have a good idea of who I want to be, at least personality-wise. I want to be a generally good person. I want to be someone people can look up to. I want to be on top of things (something I struggle with). I want to be smart and hardworking, loyal, friendly, giving… I want to have a content life, and have very little hate. But really, saying who you want to be doesn’t really do anything unless you really act on it. So I try my best to do the best thing I can do. I’m definitely fallible. I wouldn’t expect flawlessness even from my ideal self.
Okay, now I’ve gone and scared myself, because I realized I really don’t like the phrase ‘ideal self’. Yeah, I’m pretty tired right now, so my thought process might not make total sense, but this is informal right?
The point is, people should really be happy with who they are. I know there’s always room for improvement, but trying to become a completely different person is just ludicrous. I really do like me, for all my mood swings and senselessness. I can try to improve, but I’ll never be perfect. I know I’ll probably never be good at math, or super-athletic. I’ll never be able to talk to random strangers at parties. And you know what? I think I’m really cool with that.
(Yeah, I was tired. I think I do my best work when sleep deprived though. At least when writing. I get very... honest. I do wonder what my dear teacher will think after reading that. God, I love driving stupid religion teachers insane.)