Today my mom drove me through a drive-thru and there was some kid sitting across from the pick-up window playing his guitar and singing. He had his guitar case open for money and I couldn’t actually hear him but I watched as the cars in front of me just drove by. Really? You have enough money to pay $5.99 for dead cow on a bun but you can’t give this kid with the guts and sincerity to play his music anything? Everyone in their cars sitting there waiting for their greasy food saw him, but just drove by like he wasn’t there. I threw two dollars to him and he was so grateful. It doesn’t kill to make someone’s day when you’re given the blatant opportunity. I hope everyone who gave him nothing gained 6 pounds from the meal they ordered.
It is very sad that people live their lives questioning what their old person self is going to want. Do you really think life is about reaching 70 to sit in a rocking chair and reflect on the fact that you’ve made it to be an average, boringly satisfied elder that never went outside the lines? Spending the day beside a cat named whiskers or muffins and asking why you hadn’t lived while you had the chance? (Or at least enjoyed doing what you did?)
I might be satisfied with my decision as an old lady, and I might not be, but I sure as hell won’t be the sad old lady you read about up there. But for now, that old lady doesn’t exist. But if she did, I think she’d say fuck off you whippersnapper and let this young lady live. Then she would presume to graciously make tea and proudly eat a crumpet because she lived her life the way she wanted to, and trusted in herself enough made her own decisions, not the ones her future elder ego did.
P.S. Regret of not doing something you wanted to do is much more permanent than tattoo ink. Just saying.
I had a dream I broke both of my arms. Only then did I realize how lucky I was to have arms.
I had a dream I broke both of my legs. Only then did I realize how lucky I was to have legs.
When I awoke, I broke both of my arms and legs. Only then did I realize how lucky I was to be dreaming.
No. Never will. Alchahol disrupted a lot in my childhood and I think it’s strange that people would want to drink it.
I feel full of myself when I answer questions like these, but I’m only saying it because you asked haha. I’ve had stuff published, been in a paying campaign, won art contests/awards, whatever, but my real accomplishments haven’t been shared or “accomplished” yet because I don’t know where I’m going with them, or how. I want to write, a novel, actually more than one (which I’ve started), direct things, and most of all share my music and songs.
Well I’m only in grade 10 right now, and I don’t do my homework. I think everything I needed to know or learn was accomplished from grade 4-6. I don’t try in school, and the teacher’s I have (and have had) in the past few years haven’t been ones to reach out to students for anything. They don’t let you shine. I hate that my school doesn’t have a talent show, and if they do, it’s small and it’s during a lunch time or after school. I’ve been waiting to be able to write something (opinionative) and present it, make a video for a class, play guitar or piano for a class sinse the begining of grade 9 but none of that happens because the education system (at least the one i’m enrolled in) isn’t out to let students succeed where they want to. It’s out to say, “Hey, learn math, learn science, stay in school.” I hate it. And i’m not a “school-dedicated” person. I dream about writing books and making music and directing. I don’t even want to go to college if it’s the same as all of this. Because this, right now, is a waste of time.
Watch Bowling For Columbine by Michael Moore.
My views are that they open the opportunity to murder or injure somebody. However, you never know when you might need one to save your own life. Personally though, I would never use a gun on somebody else to save my own life. I couldn’t do it. Therefore I would never even think about owning one. But people who do own a gun, well I think that says it all right there.