Is it wrong or stupid or naive to think that maybe one day I’ll meet someone great and everything will be wonderful? I don’t have a date for Senior Ball (which is in June) and I don’t see why that should be taken as an invitation to start setting me up with your friends. I’m not flirty or outgoing and I don’t see that as a problem most of the time. Dating scares me. A lot. However, that does not mean I am emotionally retarded and incapable of human communication. I’m just going to keep doing my own thing. Stay gold. Please forget you read this.
passing out and getting “shitface” drunk at a party. I bet you are going to love bragging about how “fucked up” you got.
But its funny. Its funny how I heard your mom talking about her oldest kid. How scared she was when you were dropped off unconscious by the side of the road into her car. She was worried about her baby. She panicked when you started puking uncontrollably and were unable to even open your eyes. She sat with you in the ER because she was scared that something was wrong, that you over did it. While you were at your weakest and most vulnerable moments, your mom was there.
I don’t know. That sort of fun has never made sense to me; to losing yourself in a drink. But it is to some people, and while there are teens there will be teens getting drunk. All I ask is self control. Don’t make your mother sit in a hospital room with you having to watch her child completely out of it, vomiting uncontrollably. God forbid, don’t ever make your mother come to a police station to identify your body. Treat yourself with respect. You are better than that.
I spent my morning coaching a kid’s basketball game alongside Hailey. I’ve always known that she invests a lot of her time into teaching children how to swim at her job and then volunteering at this church to coach this awesome group of kids—but I didn’t truly understand the reason why until I saw…
I love my basketball team. They keep me young inside.
I love hearing others opinions and ways of thinking. The beauty of ideas is that I can have opinions starting out, only to have them completely changed through the introduction of a different thought. When people speak up, they are sharing a part of them; a part that will affect everyone who listens, whether brushing it off as a dumb comment, or really thinking about what they said. Times when I can openly share and hear ideas is when my mind really starts to turn and it has me thinking a long time after, but when conversation becomes disrespectful and there is no open mindedness, do I start to loose something. Our minds are so flexible, they are meant to be swayed and changed until we become absolutely sure we know what is right to us. Stubbornness and inability to change don’t make much progress. But hey. That’s politics.
Pictures and emotions are taken up 90% of my memorable education. Math and science has faded into a jumble of numbers and vocab, while the great depression remains clear because of the photograph “Migrant Mother”. I am able to remember the holocaust because of “Schindler’s List” and photographs. I can’t tell you the timeline of the United States; what happened when to who. All I know is what I gain from looking. Humans are emotional creatures, why isn’t our education?