Do you ever have one of those days where you question everything about your life? Where you wonder who you are, what your purpose is, what you believe in and what impact you will have on the world?
I guess I'm a pretty boring person. Sure sometimes I go out with friends but most of the time I’m just in my room. Listening to music, watching TV shows, on the internet. But really I'm so sick of it. I'm sick of watching life pass me by while I waste probably the best time of my life! I'm 18! I should be out there doing stuff! There are so many things I want to do! But where do I start?
I want to be a different person. I don't want to be the shy awkward girl I have always been. I guess I thought after high school I could change all that, reinvent myself but that didn't happen. I was just the same old me. And now I'm changing uni's so I have yet another chance to be who I want to be. I don't want to blow it again. I guess I just want to be someone amazing and right now I don't think I am.
All my life I’ve been invisible. The unpopular one no one really took the time to notice. I'm not amazingly good looking or brilliantly smart. I'm not overly funny or gracefully artistic. To tell you the truth I'm boring. I have no real skills or talents. I just want to be able to do something! And instead of complaining about it I really should be doing it!
Have you ever wondered what your life could've been like if you'd been someone else? Would you be any happier if you had been one of the "popular" ones? High Schools over. But I still feel like who I was then has some how defined what I should be now. I don't want to be that person. I really don't.
Haven’t you noticed life is amazing? Everything about it is so fantastically wonderful! Watching a sunrise, laying under the stars at night, the rain, thunder storms, rainbows! Sure the world can be a pretty messed up place. War, racism, sectarianism, rape, murder... death. But isn't death just a part of living? After all, the only certainty about life is death. We are all going to die. Every single person on this planet will die and that scares the hell out of me.
I don't believe in god, I don't believe in a life after death. I believe that this is it. This is what we have. 1 chance, 1 life. I just can't work out why though. Why can life be so cruel as to let us experience all the glories it holds just to take it all away from us? And what's the deal with cancer? And HIV and all the other diseases out there? I mean how fucked up can the human body get?
People are supposed to be the superior race. Above every other species on the planet yet we are bellow them all! We are destroying the planet needlessly. Nuclear weapons, carbon emissions, burning every single fossil fuel in existence. We have become so selfish! Isn’t humanity about compassion? Yet somehow everything we touch we destroy? We all need to take a good hard look at our lives because in all honesty do any of us really matter?
What have you done to make a difference? What will you be remembered for? Think about it, does any of it make any sense at all?
I don’t want to be the girl who sat back and did nothing, the one who wasted her life away because she was too lazy to live.
The Emotion: 
contemplative