weird, life always takes a sudden turn at the most unexpected times.
I think i just got hit real hard by school. LOL now i can't leave whenever i want without question and do whatever i please. I've been forbodden by my parents to hang out with anyone that doesn't go to my school. You know that feeling you get? Where you're excited yet nervous about what's going to happen? I think anxious is the correct word to use for this situation. So yes, i'm quite anxious for this school year to start rolling full force because i know after this one step comes college.
I've also done a lot of maturing this summer. It's hard to say but i guess we all go through this and it's how the person deals with these changes trying to adapt to the situation to the best of their abilities. It's like all of a sudden, you're hit with something you haven't felt before since like you learned how to talk and everything seems so new. You have opened a door to bigger and better opportunities. You get so excited with all the possibilites that you can't even think straight. You try to calm yourself down but you see everything passing you by so quick that everything will just fade away in a matter of seconds. Depression sets in and you can't move or talk so you're left with only your thoughts. You meditate for long periods of time even when you least expect it. You're just there contemplating about the future and you're just trying to work things out so they flow smoothly but things just don't work that way. You reassure yourself that these occurences will just work themselves out but you get second thoughts and begin to second guess actions and thoughts. You're in the zone of confusion and in some sort of limbo where time is not a factor. An hour feels like a minute and even sometimes a minute feels like an hour. When these loads of maturity keep being sent through your brain you notice that the little things are what matter. The small, insignificant details are what you characterize people and places. A small flower petal is found on the floor and you wonder, "From what flower did this beautiful petal come from? What is the reason for me to find this petal and examine its rich texture and the magnificent countours that flow through this petal. Is it fate that i found this petal? Is the meaning of life somehow hidden in this petal and the only way to reveal the secret is looking within ourselves and the deepest part of our psyche?" We may never know. But i do know one thing though. Maturity sucks so bad that it's good.
These thoughts came out of nowhere. It is said that the last part of body to develop is the brain. Specifically the part of our brain which controls good judgement and intellect. By the age of 19 that part of the brain will be fully developed and things seem much more clearer when you leave your teenage years behind you. I try to believe that these thoughts and images that roam my mind are all somehow connected to the meaning of life but i guess science tells a much different and more logical side to this story. But then again, i could be crazy. I just wrote this because my damn nose is clogged and i can't breathe properly when trying to sleep and i was laying on my bed for 2 hours just reminiscing about the
Now since i'm bored and insecure about myself right now.
Post one of your memories about me.
It can be anything you want.
Then post this into your journal.
See what people remember about you.
(but you don't have to do it because i hate these chain letter shits.)
I've also done a lot of maturing this summer. It's hard to say but i guess we all go through this and it's how the person deals with these changes trying to adapt to the situation to the best of their abilities. It's like all of a sudden, you're hit with something you haven't felt before since like you learned how to talk and everything seems so new. You have opened a door to bigger and better opportunities. You get so excited with all the possibilites that you can't even think straight. You try to calm yourself down but you see everything passing you by so quick that everything will just fade away in a matter of seconds. Depression sets in and you can't move or talk so you're left with only your thoughts. You meditate for long periods of time even when you least expect it. You're just there contemplating about the future and you're just trying to work things out so they flow smoothly but things just don't work that way. You reassure yourself that these occurences will just work themselves out but you get second thoughts and begin to second guess actions and thoughts. You're in the zone of confusion and in some sort of limbo where time is not a factor. An hour feels like a minute and even sometimes a minute feels like an hour. When these loads of maturity keep being sent through your brain you notice that the little things are what matter. The small, insignificant details are what you characterize people and places. A small flower petal is found on the floor and you wonder, "From what flower did this beautiful petal come from? What is the reason for me to find this petal and examine its rich texture and the magnificent countours that flow through this petal. Is it fate that i found this petal? Is the meaning of life somehow hidden in this petal and the only way to reveal the secret is looking within ourselves and the deepest part of our psyche?" We may never know. But i do know one thing though. Maturity sucks so bad that it's good.
These thoughts came out of nowhere. It is said that the last part of body to develop is the brain. Specifically the part of our brain which controls good judgement and intellect. By the age of 19 that part of the brain will be fully developed and things seem much more clearer when you leave your teenage years behind you. I try to believe that these thoughts and images that roam my mind are all somehow connected to the meaning of life but i guess science tells a much different and more logical side to this story. But then again, i could be crazy. I just wrote this because my damn nose is clogged and i can't breathe properly when trying to sleep and i was laying on my bed for 2 hours just reminiscing about the
Now since i'm bored and insecure about myself right now.
Post one of your memories about me.
It can be anything you want.
Then post this into your journal.
See what people remember about you.
(but you don't have to do it because i hate these chain letter shits.)