Mar 26, 2008
Time is an ever evolving thing. It erodes what we know as the present into something that will soon become so foreign. I am indeed 16 and as far as the future goes, it scares the living shit out of me. Im a freshmen and at a rural high school. The test scores there are so bad that the state is threatening to take over, a fellow student says that if this happens the school becomes less accredited for college and they will look at a 4.0 as a 2.0. I have some pretty genious friends that are wise and smart beyond their years and this isn't their fault or mine so this shouldnt hold them back. Teachers refuse to work here, and the teachers that we do have are over shadowed by the mean and uncaring students. This my life and I want to do something with it, but i only get one shot thats it. I don't kno what to do with it. I recently had a conversation with my friend sydney and she was telling me about this scholarship that she wanted to get, you have to figure out what your passionate about and figure out how your passion can change your community and make it happen. This got me to thinking about my passion and I suddenly knew what it was, my passion: helping teens survive....i wanna start like a teen to teen social worker type thing, like social worker/big brother big sister. Like really use our youth court, like all we did was sign up but NEVER once have I heard anything else about it. The reason behind my passion is that we are forgotten but always blamed, and help is all we need, i want to be the one that reaches their hand out to help someone else when they have fallin, god gives us more than one chance y dont we give our selves one? This is all I want to do. I want to get my doctorates degree in psychology and help teenagers, but my heart want let me belive in it enough and im so scared of letting my dreams go all to hell and screwing up my life.
anyhow:
the color of your eyes are awesome =]
*sorry, i have this thing where I'm really fond of everyone's eyes, especially when sun is shining into them when they're happy (again, another story)* i also like the lighting of this picture and how your hair arcs across your forehead, but then again, i'm weird like that. (btw, i'm not hitting on you, you're too young for one thing. two, i'm sweet on someone I know already. <<< i say that because I have a tendency to be fascinated by many things... which often leads to awkwardness because saying someone has nice eyes connotes that you 'like' them. sometimes I wish I could just say that someone has pretty hair or that their eyes are pretty or awesome or etc without it having to mean anything other than that. Is it so wrong to just appreciate something without having another meaning? anyhow, i'm going off on another tangent again... x.x sorry.
anyhow, so my nitpickiness shall now irritate you =X
"your" is supposed to be "you're" because it's you are =X *can't spell and sometimes speaks awkwardly and her grammar sucks, but she can't help but find fault with other's grammar and spelling too..* sorry x.x