5/30/09

I'm making something out of this that they call nothing.

Have you ever felt truly accomplished? Something you strive so hard to do and for so long, and when that day comes that you have achieved what you originally thought was so impossible. It's quite a feeling. I think people are lazy with this sometimes. A lot of people are labeled with "potential" but in all honesty, everyone has that label I think. It's just a self esteem thing or your laziness. I'm pretty sure I could have been a straight A student all my life, but the procrastination and temptation of things more appealing to me had an effect. I could have totally dropped TV, and the computer when I was younger and my grades started to slip. I had too much pride and well a strive to prove my mother wrong to complete fail my classes. I had "acceptable" grade. A lot of B's and a few A's. You can tell what classes I like and what classes I don't by looking at my report card. I tend to subconsciously try harder in classes I enjoy.
That's just the problem with people in general, myself included I think. We're effected by the world around us. "Studying is stupid, cool people don't study". "Forget homework, we'll chill at my place and play video games". or for the older age group. "Na man, there's a party at my place." All excuses to not try harder in anything. It's that "potential" that's now gone. Believe you will fail, and you will. Maybe that psychology thing wasn't too wrong. Either way, it's quite stupid, but we're all guilty of it. Don't deny it, I know every one of you guys are trying to prove me wrong. If you stop pushing yourself, you might not fail, but you definitely won't succeed.
Sometimes you start to love doing something. I love to read, and play my music, and listen to music and study music, paint and all sorts of other creative based things. As people get older though, movies or television is taking over reading or writing, and people who read or write as a hobby is considered not cool. Well honestly? If we went back in time to oh, say 60-80 years. People who could read and write were rich and powerful. They were the ones to talk to and yes, they read and write for fun. Modern things have changed.
Which reminds me...I recently heard a speaker talk to my school's seniors. He was talking about how well mannered the kids were here. Not that they knew which fork or spoon to use, but they remembered how to say please and thank you. I come from a very old school family life. I had to learn at a very young age what spoon is what, and what fork is what. It's something shocking to me as to how demeaning the word "manners" has become. No, I don't expect everyone in the world to know what fork to use when a type of food is placed in front of you, but just please and thank yous? I remember when I had a very red butt because I forgot to say thank you after getting back my own pencil from an adult. I'm only 17, so when I was a child getting a spanking for forgetting the simplest manners, it wasn't too long ago. I see kids yelling and screaming all the time and snatching things. I guess I'm pretty old school as well, but that's unacceptable in my eyes. To have this guest speaker tell 18-19 year old new adults that he was pleasantly surprised of simple manners seemed more of a shock and insult than anything else. Modern children have become spoiled brats who think they're grown up and in charge. It saddens me to say that sometimes I, a 17 year old child, have more manners than a 25 year old adult. Or even a 40 year old adult. People wonder why I don't like the common person...Well I'm too old school and "stuck up" I guess.
I'm not sure I got so off topic, but I did. I need to freshen up and go out with a few friends I believe.

Lovely~A.M.

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5/29/09

Let's start from the very beginning.


Amazing how beginnings start. Sometimes not in the way you want them. I'm pretty sure all of you who are reading this are nodding and smiling or giving a sigh or terrible to fond memories.
Maybe beginnings in relationships close to you. A lover. A friend. It varies all the time. Some of mine have started from people I hate the most, and through common problems and troubled times, I've come to know and love them. Another is through my parents who forced me to have a friend close by so I wouldn't have to be driven around to visit my other friends. It ended up so much better than I thought.
Some of the bad relationship start good, or so you thought. I know I should be getting a few nods on that one. It seems to blind us, the type of people who manipulate. You think that it's a good relationship between two people until you start to realize slowly that you aren't happy. But there goes life.
Sometimes past mistakes are good to learn from. You understand and realize that there's more to life than people like that. You learn and remember your past. Maybe not so much as remember and just stay away from people, but just learn and keep going.
You ever wonder if the people you meet were there because you needed to impact their life somehow? Or maybe it would be the other way around sometimes. It's amazing when two people just learn from each other over and over again. That, I believe, is a true relationship. even if it's just a friendship. It's something strong and well cherished when two people just share with each other life lessons and stories and yet have fun.
It's a rare thing I think, a true relationship of any kind. Love, friendship, and even enemies. It's very interesting when a true relationship comes by though. Marriages stay strong and true when there is a true relationship I think. It's really hard to see a modern marriage prove this though. So many people just randomly divorce because they don't try. True relationships take a lot of heart and soul effort and tears....Maybe I'm too young to think about this just yet or even voice my opinion, but It just seems that way.
For now I'm off. I have sleep to catch up on and friends to help out.

Lovely. ~A.M.

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