Creamy, delectable banana pudding pie sits on a plate before you. After taking in the beautiful sight, you plunge your fork into the dessert and bring it your watering mouth.
It has a pungent, repulsive taste.
You wonder what went wrong. Disappointed, you spit out your bite and wash the taste out of your mouth. About the halfway through the day, you realize that you forgot to put the pudding pie in the fridge. It had been sitting out for several days unnoticed!
We humans can be compared this dessert. When we forget to take time off and care for ourselves, it’s only a matter of time before we sour. There is a difference between being lazy and taking a necessary break. In addition to having a sour attitude, we start to lash out at the people we love due to all the stress.
So, my friends–are you in the fridge? Or have you let yourself sit out and go bad?
“Every new beginning is another new beginning’s end.” -Closing Time by Semisonic
My eighth grade year is coming to a close tomorrow. As the year finishes, I remember this line from one of my favorite songs. Once upon a time I was a seventh grader, eager to start afresh in a new year.
Sadly, I count this year as a failure. What did I accomplish? I slacked off; I engaged in dangerous activities; I wallowed in misery and self-hatred, and I betrayed myself. Yes, I’ve learned from those mistakes now. But that can’t make up for all the lost time. I was lazy, sad all the time, rebellious, and…numb. So, so numb. I forgot that I was the freaky writer girl and instead became the girl who fell apart all the time.
So I’m shattering this beginning. It was inevitable, anyway. I want to prove to people that I can be strong. I can keep my grades up because I am capable. I can live in the truth because I know it.
I’m ready, summer. I’m ready, high school. Watch out, world–there’s a shooting star flying your way.
If you’ve read my previous post (Get an imaginary boyfriend), you’ll know that I strongly suggest having a boyfriend–in your mind. Date your crush in your head, no liabilities!
Because of my creative nature, I’m prone to “in my head” dating. It may only last an hour, but it may be a long romance.
I’m fluttery with love at the moment. The good thing is that nobody will know–not him, not my friends, nobody. No pain whatsoever!
While “butterflies in my stomach” is a bit of a cliche, it’s pretty true. However, “butterflies in my head” is even truer.
My mind is soaring!
Many of you may know the Greek myth–Atlas holding the world upon his shoulders. I’ve always been quite fascinated with the story. Perhaps the rain is really Atlas’ sweat as the weight bears down…actually, that’s disgusting. Never mind.
The reason I’m bringing this up is because mankind has been on my mind. Again. I’m always talking about this sort of thing, aren’t I?
When I hustle through the hallways of my school, I glance at my fellow students. Okay, I’ll admit, many of them are complete imbeciles. But I can’t help but feel such great compassion for them–for everyone’s pain.
What if one person could take the entire world’s pain upon their shoulders. Yes, it would make that person’s life a living hell…but the rest of the world would be living in bliss. I’d make that sacrifice. Even if it meant giving up everything, I’d do it for the world. My loved ones. My community. I’d be the modern Atlas.
Has anyone else felt this way? Discuss your thoughts.
That is your daily dose of my strangeness for the day.