The Christmas season ends and the New Year begins and I close my eyes and wonder.
Wussup, e'rybody?
I have a fun fact for all ears to hear. I was actually beginning to appreciate people over Christmas break, seeing all of these good deeds n' stuff, and then I came to school and basically had a seizure at how STUPID teenagers are. Oh my heck. I'm not kidding when I say that a tubby guy was running out the doors shirtless, carrying a screaming girl over his shoulder, all while I was just walking in the doors to the high school. If I hadn't known this was my high school, I would've assumed this was a rape scene. But, alas, it was my high school. So I didn't do anything but walk into the doors as an ugly cacophony raced into my ears and invaded my brains peaceful sanctum. Yeah. Teenagers are stupid.
And yes,
I am a teenager.
I am no exception, yo.
I was almost hoping the world would end when it December 21st rolled around, but now I begin rethinking that. There are so many things I haven't done that I want to do so badly. I haven't confessed my love. I haven't performed in a rock-band concert. I haven't reunited with old friends. I haven't roomed together with my best friends in college. I haven't raised a kid. I haven't fixed old habits.
So many things I haven't done.
I suppose that's the pessimist way of looking at things.
I guess what I MEANT to say is that there are so many great things in my life that I have yet to experience.
It's basically fact that the moments leading up to an event are always more exciting than the actual event itself, and that's what happens with life.
We have the good moments.
Those good moments we can't stop thinking about.
And then they happen.
In real life.
"When you wish upon a star,
Doesn't matter who you are.
Anything your heart desires
Will come to you."
Notice it doesn't say CAN come to you, it says it WILL. The future holds so many trials, but it also has the unlimited potential to unfold as what you've always dreamed of. Or maybe, it isn't what you dreamed of; different, but better.
We have so much to learn still. I wish I knew more. I wish I could help people more than I can right now.
I'm such a sob when it comes to romantic songs, guys. WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH ME. I'll listen to something like "Two is Better than One" and start, like, crying or singing and be thinking, "THIS IS JUST LIKE MY LIFE. I AM SUCH A HOPELESS ROMANTIC. I HAVE NO LOVE IN MY LIFE. **SOBSOBSOB**" And then I go sit in a corner and drink eggnog to calm my ridiculously frantic and unstable nerves.
But,
Y'know,
Whatevs.
lol
Speaking of lol,
I'll be talking at school, and abbreviate something. (Example: probably---probs.) Somebody will then ask, "Wait, are you one of those annoying people who always abbreviates things and says 'lol' a lot?"
My first thought is, "Did you really just ask that question?"
But, instead, I respond with, "Yes, I am one of those annoying people lol."
They then scoff at me like I'm failing elementary school and walk off feeling superior and slightly bothered.
And all I can think is.
LOL.
Oh people. They make me laugh.
There's just something inside of me that absolutely cherishes the moment that I get on a person's nerve. It's probably a bad thing, and I imagine it will get me into huge trouble one day.
But,
Until then,
"LOL."
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