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It is strange to look at the multitudes that live lives far worse than ours, or to look at the constant variance in our own lives, and regardless of the circumstance human nature plays its roll systematically, and we seem to continue craving more or finding yet another problem we wish would be solved.
I am in no way excluding myself from this group, as I like any other typical human have my lofty, outstretched list of "I wish": I wish my dance routines were stronger, I wish my grades were better, I wish there were no starving children in Africa, I wish there were no nukes in North Korea, and no soldiers in Iraq.
But I wonder, if all of those things were how I wanted them, what would become the untrodden exchange?
Society keeps advancing and it makes our potential commodities become more frivolous on a daily basis. But I'm begining to realize that some of these so called commodities I crave aren't all that trivial, and neither are those of my peers. These issues may never change, and things may not ever be contiguous to where I see befitting, but for the first time in my life, I feel truly proud of the person that I'm starting to become.
College is in less than two years, and as daunting as it is every time I receive a letter from a college in the mail, I'm excited...to write the rest of my story. College, and my future, just represent that many more people that will influence my life and mold me into a more steadfast identity.
I wonder how my story will turn out.
And I know there is no way to fathom what is yet to come, not even for tomorrow. But I do know, that by looking at the components of my story that have already been written, I can put a smile on my face beacause of the experiences I've gotten through and everything that I've learned.
But more importantly than what has happenend to me, are the people that have contributed along the way.
My dad, my hero, setting my example of what to strive for.
My mom, defying stereotypes and doing it all.
And collectively, my parents, for showing me the timelessness of love, and the everlasting friendship that is found there as well.
My siblings, for showing me that I can do whatever I want and always having faith in me.
My best friend, for proving that through the changes in life, some people will truly never let you down.
My best friend number two, for being the other me, literally.
My enemies, for pushing my limits, and helping me learn to cope with the things in life I disagree with, even if it was inadvertant teaching.
My first love, for letting me know that I could get through even the worst, and that I could accomplish that independently, and proficiently, if I set my mind to it.
and last but not least
My boyfriend, for reminding me to dream, because not all dreams are stranded in the imagination, some become reality.