Chapters chapters chapters... Why can't life just be one long chapterless book you ask? Why can't we just have a life filled with everything we've ever wanted? Well I have a question for you - do you want a different life? Is your life really that bad...I mean come on let's think about it for a second...If you think about everyone else on this planet, think about the poor people, the starving people, the famous people, the rich people, the tall people, the short people, the fat people, the skinny people, the artistic people, the intellectual people...the list is endless. Could you really imagine yourself any different? If you do, do you want to be different? Yes we're different, yes we're unique but I honestly wouldn't want it any other way.
I'm not the only one and I know it because I'm surrounded by people like this every day. For instance, on our weekly tuesday visit to bloc, we were talking about how different we are and how weird has so many negative connotations - we're not weird, we're individual and we're loved because of it. If everyone were the same then the world would be a very dull place indeed. My life is fab! I have a home, a bed, a daily supply of food and water, an education, a family who loves me and a group of the most amazing friends I could ever ask for. Yeah I've had personal battles that no one else knows about but who hasn't? The majority of chapters that have made my life so far have been phenomenal and I would not trade them for anybody else's.
I recently got told what grades I'm achieving, two B's and a C. I'm not happy with this and I've decided that from THIS moment on I am going to work my ass off until the "A Level chapter" which is approximately 730 pages (days) long, is over. After all, it's only two years of my life. What is two poxy years...Seriously...If I can't achieve what I want now then when will I ever achieve what I want? So I'll have to write essays and paint canvases and read books but I took these subjects, I voluntarily chose to attend college and study these subjects so why don't I try my hardest? Well I am now, that is a promise to myself and this is typed up proof that I am going to work at the highest academic level possible for me as a person. This book is nearly 6,570 pages in and there's no sign of a conclusion yet - thank goodness! There are so many things I haven't done, I haven't climbed mount everest, I haven't sky dived, I haven't tried frog legs or a snail. Who would want to? I don't really but you know what I don't want even more...is to die without even knowing what it's like to do all those things and more.
Things to do before I die (not in order);
- Climb mount everest.
- Sky dive.
- Eat a frogs leg and a snail (in France, don't just go to the garden).
- Raise a child.
- Become what I want to be, an actress.
- Do something for charity like climbing mount everest.
- Dye my hair a different colour - just to see...
- Find my bullies and thank them for making me a stronger person.
That's just the beginning of my list, there is so much more that I want to do with my life but some things are just spare of the moment you know...
My past is just that, the past.
My present is happening now and I'm having the time of my life!
My future is undecided and unpredictable but I know one thing for sure, my future, is my own.