I have writer’s block – but I think it’s more of a person’s block, or something.
I’m going to say it directly:
I haven’t written anything since November
started, but now that I think about it, I haven’t done anything since I started to get a sense of what I want to do.
It’s like, I spend so much of my time making plans and drafting posts and
creating bluprints of all my crazy ideas and whatnot but I never really get
around to doing them, ya feel? Instead of actually doing them, I daydream about
the day I can freely make them happen, then go to my room to do homework, or
something. I just feel like I’m wasting all this time trying to live up to
everyone’s expectations so I can gain their persmission to be what I want.
I’m aslo quite frustrated
because I feel so drained and tired despite having an unexpected series of good
days (regardless of my injured foot), because at the end of the day, I’ll
suddenly remember that in a few hours I’ll be back on that metal chair, in the
hollow four walls, caged with people I can’t stand to be with, some adult imposing
information of me that’s being taught to every other kid in the world; and that
thought alone exhausts me. Why do I need to learn all this stuff at school when
there are so many other kids who knows it? Why do I need to contribute to the
massive army of plain-brained followers with empty aspirations?
Because everyone expects me
to. And that’s the problem with me – I am driven by peer pressure, by what
everyone thinks of me. But here’s the thing: as harsh as this may sound, no one
thinks about you as much as you think they do. So go ahead, focus on you, and
what you want, and what makes you happy. Just promise me you’ll live. Live a
life that will not believe in the culture we have right now; have the guts to
create your own. Don’t let them impose product on you, don’t let them hypnotize
you into working your whole life for the wrong people. Stay in school, but
don’t let it control you – don’t let it take over your life; you must take over
your own life.
Don’t let them dictate to you what your dreams are; find
what you believe in, and stand up for it. They give us freedom, but make us
feel guilty for using it. Don’t care about what they say, or make you feel. Don’t
burn yourself to be the brightest.
Be free. Untangle yourself from the desire to meet inhuman
expectations. Set expectations for yourself. Only you have the right to set up
standards for yourself.
Have dreams, have goals, have plans to achieve them. Make
insane wishes. Live in a cloud even if your science teacher tells you it’s made
of water and you’ll probably slip through it; be as close to the sky as much as
possible. Touch the rays of the sun and keep them in your pocket. Let the wind
blow your hair all over your face.
If you get the chance, go barefoot, feel the soil within
your toes. Lie down on the grass or the sand whenever you can; be as close to
the earth as much as possible. Tear down your layers; the earth is stripped
down for you, so you need not to struggle for each touch. You must deliver the
same for her.
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I wasn’t really planning to blog until my writer’s block goes
away, but it seems it isn’t really going to anytime soon, so here’s an extra
angsty blob of words it took me half a day to write. Don’t get me wrong, I am
happy. I just attended a 5SOS fan party and explored a city I’ve never been to
by foot with two of the best people in the world yesterday, we got a week off
from school (it was sportsfest aka a completely valid excuse to just enjoy at
school with food booths ! ! !) , my injured foot is starting to heal, I just
discovered this awesome band with the cutest bassist ever – my ‘highs’ list goes on, but that doesn’t mean there’s
nothing on my ‘lows’ list. It’s just that, I feel like it’s a tad unfair to
highlight just happiness, when God gave us both euphoria and melancholy, and it’s only right that we strive to achieve both.
Too much sunshine can cause a desert, anyway.
But as Morrie Schwartz in Tuesdays with Morrie says, once you have felt this certain emotion,
you must learn to detach yourself from it. Now repeat after me: this is sadness. I know how it feels. Now I
must let go of it, because there are so many other emotions to experience, and
this is only one of them. I must not let it win over me.
I’m suddenly so excited.
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Annie
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