dont just go though the motions
i started to update this thing when i realized i have nothing really to say.
while this may imply that my life is boring and without significance, i beg to differ.
Rather, my apparent lack of journal-worthy substance can be attributed to a newfound peace in my life: an equilibrium.
and i love it.
college is completely settled and i even registered for my courses and picked summer orientation dates. school is beyond easy, brinking on boring. my (hersey) journalistic endeavors are coming to a smooth and bittersweet stop, and my scholarship applications are completely under control. home life is fine on both fronts, and we're getting all new furniture in my living room at my dads, which is exciting. my column in the Arlington HeightsPost is pretty cool, i love my job and know that i have plenty of hours this summer. my grades are fine, im just keeping on keeping on and living for the weekends.
unfortunatly this sentiment does not apply to all people in my life.
im worried about some. They are having problems keeping their chin up and eyes forward; they just want to either live in the present, or worse, the past. material interests are conflicting with emotional and physical health and this scares me.
others i know are stong and will push through the adversity with their head held high, like always.
still others need to shake their intolerance and relax a little. the ride's much more enjoyable when the car windows are down.
im starting to feel older. not a cliched "oh my gosh im going to college and i need to buy a mini-fridge and laptop" older, but a genuine maturation. im not really living by my 'passions', to use a Lit term, anymore but rather my intuition and instinct. im starting to understand why my parents act the way they do, that some adults aren't much better than they were in high school, and that from this point forward age will be irrevelent, or at least not hold as much weight as it does from, say, age 15 to 17. also, age doesnt dictate rightness or merit. while this is an extremely depressing revelation, because we all grow up thinking that adulthood will be ideally drama free and entirely free, nonetheless it's an important revelation and no doubt will matter.
im content with life. im excited for spring break and graduation and summer and college. im ready.
are you?
while this may imply that my life is boring and without significance, i beg to differ.
Rather, my apparent lack of journal-worthy substance can be attributed to a newfound peace in my life: an equilibrium.
and i love it.
college is completely settled and i even registered for my courses and picked summer orientation dates. school is beyond easy, brinking on boring. my (hersey) journalistic endeavors are coming to a smooth and bittersweet stop, and my scholarship applications are completely under control. home life is fine on both fronts, and we're getting all new furniture in my living room at my dads, which is exciting. my column in the Arlington HeightsPost is pretty cool, i love my job and know that i have plenty of hours this summer. my grades are fine, im just keeping on keeping on and living for the weekends.
unfortunatly this sentiment does not apply to all people in my life.
im worried about some. They are having problems keeping their chin up and eyes forward; they just want to either live in the present, or worse, the past. material interests are conflicting with emotional and physical health and this scares me.
others i know are stong and will push through the adversity with their head held high, like always.
still others need to shake their intolerance and relax a little. the ride's much more enjoyable when the car windows are down.
im starting to feel older. not a cliched "oh my gosh im going to college and i need to buy a mini-fridge and laptop" older, but a genuine maturation. im not really living by my 'passions', to use a Lit term, anymore but rather my intuition and instinct. im starting to understand why my parents act the way they do, that some adults aren't much better than they were in high school, and that from this point forward age will be irrevelent, or at least not hold as much weight as it does from, say, age 15 to 17. also, age doesnt dictate rightness or merit. while this is an extremely depressing revelation, because we all grow up thinking that adulthood will be ideally drama free and entirely free, nonetheless it's an important revelation and no doubt will matter.
im content with life. im excited for spring break and graduation and summer and college. im ready.
are you?