Fantasy Life

Alice in Wonderland doesn't have anything on me. My dream consists of every book I have ever read. My idea of a fantasy life is getting out of my mothers household and going to college. Once in college I will have a well paying job, and save my paychecks to buy an apartment and possibly a job. However, that is not my fantasy life. It will consist of lessons-guitar, more Kung Fu, and dance. I want to learn more karate so that I can feel bad a**, dance because when I eventually go to the club I want to be a great dancer and show off some moves. I think playing the guitar is awesome. When I'm 20 I going to have a extensive amount of leather in my closet, don't ask me why. I read Sci-Fi to much. I dream of working hard, and making weird friends; a drunk, a partier, married w/o kids, and a busy body. Is that weird...to have a life already planned out in your mind, but you don't know how to make those things happen. I do. This life that I have imagined is one of many, and they all consist of being 1,000 miles away from where I am now. What kind of person am I? to be honest I really don't know, I've based my character on the future actions I want to take. Other fantasy lives I have imagined are less than realistic, and very creative. I've created scenarios of vampirism, lycanism, hybrids, witches (not really) magical more like, etc. Writers such as Larissa Ione, Stephanie Meyer, and Patricia Briggs have influenced the stories I have written. I imagine a life of writing. I really can't think of a life without it, who would I be if not a writer or a journalist? No one. Sometimes it is easier to imagine a life you can control, where any character is at your mercy and the outcomes can be changed. This life too unpredictable, that's why I fantasize about a different life, because this one can be disappointing.

Fair Weather Fans

 People who follow a trend, or way of thinking. I call them opportunists, and band wagon groupees. In case you still don't understand., a fair weather fan is someone follows a trend. At the same time, they only follow trends that other people follow. I hate fair weather fans. They think that if everyone does something, than they have to do it too. For example, being gay. I'm not, but every girl in my neighborhood is. That sounds weird doesn't it? EVERY GIRL IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD IS GAY. excluding me, of course. Since when has it been popular to be gay? Wasn't not to long ago that the same girls used to tease and bully them? I may not be a gay person, but that's doesn't seen right to me being gay is a way of life (for those people) not some trend that you can be down for one minute, but against in the next. What happens if those people decide not to be gay, and they dump their "partners?" That's cruel, just because you don't feel that way doesn't mean you can play with someone else's emotions. Other trends are less severe than that one; wearing skinny jeans, jeggings, snap backs, and twerking. Eventually, we all know that they will fade away and Miley Cyrus is going to something else crazy. When I think about band wagoning, I imagine a cliché, or a group of people who like the same things, and oppose people who don't. When this girl at my school, lets call her peaches, dyed her hair purplish in the front, but blonde in the back; everyone thought that was cute. When another girl did something similar she got talked about SO BAD, and all of her friends talked about her. Can you find the wagon? I was completely objective when it happened. Ok, I kind of thought she copied the girl. Sigh. I know you guys have your own opinions, so I'm take the block off if this post. Comment what you want, and lets get a conversation started;)

Growing up

I won't pretend to know what it means to fully grow up. But I know one thing; it's really hard. I know that in every other country kids have they're lives figured out. As though their lives have been mapped out for them. Not in America. There are too many directions, and not enough planning; forward, left, and right. How come we never get to go back?. You see, that's what sucks about this game we call life; there are never any second chances when you want them, and hardly enough when you need them. Growing up is hard. I often wonder what can I do that hasn't already been done before. Nothing, if I cant think of it. I want to be a writer; not because of spelling or grammar, which are very important, but because I like writing and typing. This blog isn't for anyone. I made it to type out the random thoughts that pop into my head, and maybe...just maybe it will make sense to anyone that isn't me. Its seems as though every kid in my school has a friend. I have friends, but the kind that you want to talk to everyday. That's my problem, I settle too much, because deep down inside I hate to be alone. That's apart of growing up, learning your faults and turning them into strengths. What is my strength? seeing people for who they truly are, I pay too much attention  to other people. Noticing everything, and missing nothing. Insecurities are the worst, and I feel like a creeper whenever I find someone's insecurity. that's why I write. To type what I'm to afraid to say out loud, Does that make me a coward? if so than I accept that as a flaw. I'm abrasive when I want to be, the amount of fights I've been in is impressive to some. The ideas I have floating in my head about religion, werewolves, vampires; are all new ideas, not brand new, but different interpretations of someone else's research. I guess growing up is something I haven't done yet, because I don't really have anything to look forward too, maybe I need someone to give a right shove or two....maybe three.