Monday, March 16, 2009
Life At It's Hardest
Time goes by so slowly when you're watching it. Sometimes I wish I could just fall asleep and wake up at eighteen. I feel like my parents live my life for me. I understand that I did do wrong, but if they would have just let me be it wouldn't have lead to such extreme. I don't want my parents in amy way to be careless about the upbringing of me and my brother, I just wish they were more acceptant of things. Once I'm eighteen I'll be able to make decisions for my own, and will live my life for myself. I feel like my grades are not for me anymore, but for my parents, my abilities have not become mine anymore, but they own them, and my life is in their control. Maybe at this age I should feel like their property, there is no room to breath at all. I HATE being a teenager and what comes along with being a teen. And most of all I don't want my brother to leave. :( He's all I have in this house. Actually, he's all I really have.
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"clap, clap, clap"~Technology hasn't reached the point of sending applause over the internet.
Everyone feels that way at this age, but you just have to take life by the horns and go along for the ride.
(Cliches are phony, but so easy to write)
Yes, I feel your pain Danielle. I just wish I could have some kind of a remote control that somehow passed forward through my life. Just for the heck of it. However, we shouldn't let life get to us because it's kind of testing us in some way.
And Kevin, I love cliches because they keep reminding you of the great philosophies since the beginning of time.
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