Journal Entry
// Minds eye
Real Life Voice Essay // Published 3/14/14
I can't begin to tell you what the real life is like. I can't begin to tell you what it's like being an "adult" in a world of adults. I can't began to tell you how boring all my friends grew up to be. The kids with the drugs grew up to be in jail, the kids with the grades grew up to be doctors. But me? I grew up to be free. I grew up living my own life not what the universities told me what to do. I grew up thinking I had to follow a business like path. I had to do this, I had to take this. But you know what I'm doing now? I'm running my own business. I'm doing what I wanted to do all along. I'm being free. I'm being me. I didn't follow the monstrosities of life.
So if you began to think that your 7th grade boyfriend matters, or your bestfriend will grow up to be your bestfriend, or you'll never get into college for failing a test I'm here to prove you completely and utterly wrong. You are wrong. Ten years from now it won't matter who you dated. It won't matter the mistake you made when you were in gym class freshmen year. What will matter is how you choose to carry on with your life. What will matter is if you choose to be free, if you choose to sit in boring lectures on boring topics. What matters is you.
Real Life Voice Essay // Published 3/14/14
I can't begin to tell you what the real life is like. I can't begin to tell you what it's like being an "adult" in a world of adults. I can't began to tell you how boring all my friends grew up to be. The kids with the drugs grew up to be in jail, the kids with the grades grew up to be doctors. But me? I grew up to be free. I grew up living my own life not what the universities told me what to do. I grew up thinking I had to follow a business like path. I had to do this, I had to take this. But you know what I'm doing now? I'm running my own business. I'm doing what I wanted to do all along. I'm being free. I'm being me. I didn't follow the monstrosities of life.
So if you began to think that your 7th grade boyfriend matters, or your bestfriend will grow up to be your bestfriend, or you'll never get into college for failing a test I'm here to prove you completely and utterly wrong. You are wrong. Ten years from now it won't matter who you dated. It won't matter the mistake you made when you were in gym class freshmen year. What will matter is how you choose to carry on with your life. What will matter is if you choose to be free, if you choose to sit in boring lectures on boring topics. What matters is you.
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