pages

Showing posts with label labels. Show all posts
Showing posts with label labels. Show all posts

Friday, July 22, 2011

mia.

I haven't been on Blogger lately. Eleven days, if you want to get picky.
Mainly it's because I don't know what to talk about.

No, that's a lie.
I have lots of things I want to talk about. But I feel like none of them are good enough for a blog post.
So I started writing a diary again.

Yes, a diary.
I wrote one when I was in 3rd grade, but I mainly talked about how boys had cooties.
But now, it's actually kind of comforting to write in it.
It's nice to know that I'm the one who's going to read it, and nobody's going to judge me. 

And I think I just need to get over that fear.
I'm always afraid of being judged. Or labeled.
That's why I try to be as different as possible.
So people can't throw me in a bin of people they think are "jocks" or "scene".

I know this is extremely cliche.
So if you're rolling your eyes while reading this, sorry.
But that's just who I am.

I don't really know where I'm going with this.
But in a nutshell, I'm just letting everyone know that I'm back, and I will make an honest effort to post more often.
So... yeah.
I'm done rambling.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

average.

I'm average.
I'm not phenomenal at anything.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not saying I'm bad at life.
I'm just average.

And being average is hard. You don't stand out. You don't get special attention.

Which led me to reason that all I have to do is be really good at something nobody else does.
But after a few days of thinking, I realized that everything is taken.
And if it wasn't, doing it would get me no respect.

Like the bagpipes.
I feel like people would label me as a freak if they saw an asian playing the bagpipes. I know I would.

My solution?
Move to another country.
Like Ukraine. I've heard good things about that place.