Expiration Date

From what I’ve learned, everything–good or bad, has an expiration date. Whether it’s anger, scandal, love…everything fades. No matter what you do to preserve it (or settle it) the best thing to do is just wait it out. I figured this out this year. Every time a rumor would go around about me or I’d get angry with a friend but not want to confront them and start something, after about a week it would be gone. Think of it this way: It’s like December. For so long you enjoy the autumn colors not really thinking twice about them and before you know it they’ve disappeared. There still there but not like before–the chaos of all the different colors has gone leaving only an elapsed brown shadow. Just interesting that’s all.

The Unconventional Life of Me

All my life I’ve been told what to do and how to do it.
Supposedly I am to look beautiful always (but never try too hard be too fake), study as much as possible (but accumulate knowledge of the world outside of textbooks), spend time with friends (but never let them get in the way of school work), fall in love (but if you let someone hurt you your a fool!), work (but good luck finding a job that fits around everything else!), find yourself (but if you experiment to widely your a mess!), have sex (but not unless you love the person!)….I could go on but I think you get the point. With all these ironic traits of society, how can anyone expect to accomplish anything? If all their worried about is accidentally venturing outside these tight lines of acceptance how will we manage to find ourselves let alone happiness. Well I certainly haven’t and don’t intend to—>hence the blog name: the unconventional life of me