02/02/05
I have been thinking a lot lately. Thinking about my failures and victories. Will there ever be an overall outcome? Will anything change my life for the better or can I only destroy what I do not deserve? I believe it is a stage that we all go through at this age, the feeling of dread, hate, confusion and pain. With this passage that some people accounted as the worst part of there lives more things are reviled. Love, hope, sanity and adventure are a few things we may receive by getting past this obstacle.

The problem is, not all of us make it, not everyone takes the time to make things better for there future. We are surrounded by failures of the future at this present moment. Usually you can tell who these people are; the ones that never put anything into work, the people who never try and always slack. This category would easily describe me. The impact of my grades in the future is huge. The impression that I have gotten is this, B�s are not good enough to get into a satisfactory collage, and a less than satisfactory college degree will get you little more than a job working at Subway.

I continue to tell myself I will pick up and start to fill the shoes that my parents think resemble my potential. Stress has never been at this point for kids than now. It will be the same for my children and there children and so on. I can see this stress and overwhelming prospect of failure in most people my age.

We are all in for a hell of a ride, this generation. To imagine the US not at war is almost impossible. Just as impossible to comprehend as the need for future soldiers to act as Operation Human Shield for terrorists. We will soon be at the prime age for recruiting, and soon recruiting will be needed. Not only do I have to worry about failing in school and not getting a job to support my wants and needs, but I will soon be worrying for my life.

The thing is, every time I think about death and the impossibility of it, I care less and less. What is the point of going through constant pain and struggle? What is the point of watching a corrupted world and nation crumble around you? Is there no good left in this world, or is it full of people who would kill dozens for a sense of comfort and a wallet with cash? If I died tomorrow would a tear be shed? Would a funeral hall be filled with people who cared about me? No it wouldn�t, because no one that I am aware of cares about me.

Tomorrow when you feel like crying because your life is horrible who will you blame it on? Dozens of scapegoats can carry your burdens away, but the truth is, everything you have ever gotten is a result and consequence of everything you have ever done. Everyday you live is a choice that you have made, and every step you take is a decision that could change your life, just remember when you�re hurt, it�s your fault.
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