What the poo
Why is everyone so sad? I'm finally happy with most aspects of my life. Those few parts that I'm not all together happy with are working there way toward getting right again. You want to know how things got so good again? Because I made them that way. One day, I got sick and tired of living the way I was, and I changed things. Ok, I know I can't expect all people to do that. No shit...life is tough at times, but I honestly think that there is something that will eventually occur to make things right in one's life again. Why can't I just live in France...or at the very least, Quebec. Somewhere where we could all speak French. When I was thinking through and trying to write that sentence, I thought to myself, it would be much better if the English language had an extra pronoun. Whoever's reading this is probably just thinking, "Whatever...let's get on with this." I know I don't make much sense most of the time. I just wish we could all just be happy and get along.
I realized today, I have no idea what's going to happen to me in the future. Yes, I do have a general dea of how I want my life to be in about ten years. Is that how it's really going to be? I have no idea. That used to scare me, but now I embrace that fact. Life would be boring if we meticulously planned every aspect of it. When I would think about going to school, I would never know what I wanted to go there for. High school guidance counselors suck when trying to help you decide on a career path. At least mine was. I'm thinking about teaching. I think that would make me really happy. I used to tutor elementary school kids how to read. I would hurry over there after school because I couldn't wait to start working with that little boy. His name was Billy. I still remember the first time he read a book all the way through with no help. I almost cried, I was so happy. I've been thinking about that recently and how happy it made me. And I think that's really what I want to do.
I'm glad now that I've realized that if I want to be truly happy, then I have to make it myself. No one else is going to do it for me. I think you need to have the right motivation. Maybe that's why everyone seems to be in this big stink-hole recently. There's hasn't come along yet. But I hope it does. I know who mine is. Yes, I said who because my motivation was/is a person. Though I won't mention the person's name, I think he will know who he is when he reads this. Thank you. All is right in my world again.
I realized today, I have no idea what's going to happen to me in the future. Yes, I do have a general dea of how I want my life to be in about ten years. Is that how it's really going to be? I have no idea. That used to scare me, but now I embrace that fact. Life would be boring if we meticulously planned every aspect of it. When I would think about going to school, I would never know what I wanted to go there for. High school guidance counselors suck when trying to help you decide on a career path. At least mine was. I'm thinking about teaching. I think that would make me really happy. I used to tutor elementary school kids how to read. I would hurry over there after school because I couldn't wait to start working with that little boy. His name was Billy. I still remember the first time he read a book all the way through with no help. I almost cried, I was so happy. I've been thinking about that recently and how happy it made me. And I think that's really what I want to do.
I'm glad now that I've realized that if I want to be truly happy, then I have to make it myself. No one else is going to do it for me. I think you need to have the right motivation. Maybe that's why everyone seems to be in this big stink-hole recently. There's hasn't come along yet. But I hope it does. I know who mine is. Yes, I said who because my motivation was/is a person. Though I won't mention the person's name, I think he will know who he is when he reads this. Thank you. All is right in my world again.