Anything & Everything

i feel like when i get these nights where i can just sit and listen to music and think my brain til it over heats i realize a lot.

1. i can’t change fate. things are meant to happen and, for a good reason.

2. nothing lasts forever.

3. life sucks.

and 4. no matter how alone i feel, there IS a light at the end of the tunnel.

its not even that i started to get upset because of someone/something, i just start to think of the incidents that happen. i thought i learned all i could, but there was more in store for me. and honestly it excites me. not knowing whats going to happen freaks me out but its intriguing.

 im learning things about me, of my potential and what life wants me to do. im learning that i cant hold onto things that werent meant to leave. im learning that even if it feels like everything is out to get me, im gonna get something great out of it.

im gonna try to move forward. leave the people and problems behind, and when they decide to catch up, its gonna be a slap in the face for them because now im moving forward.

I feel all nervous with school starting, my last year to a free public school. Last year I’ll spend with all the people I’ve grown up with for the past six years. Writing this I feel a mini panic attack. I don’t know everyone. I never tried to know everyone. But I’m attuned to their faces, voices and personalities just by seeing them, their radio channels. Call me dramatic but it’s the beginning of our finale together. Like we’ve all been playing on this giant stage with the tragedies the accomplishments the set backs the drama the let downs and now we’re going to close the curtain. I’m ready to start our ending on a good note. I’m ready to start my senior year and look bad and regret my mistakes and learn from them and all the amazing people in my class. I’m excited and nervous but I’m ready.

Does anyone know why mexicans pick our food and do cheap labor? Not because they’re work anything less but because they have dreams of being something bigger than what they work as. If we’re the land of opportunity then how come they aren’t getting anywhere with 7.25 an hour? Because America doesn’t have our priorities straight. I mean of course not all Mexicans work this but a majority of them so. What’s wrong with us?

Nothing in this country is right. We contradict everything we “stand for”. Yea yea whatever. Nothings equal. If it was there would be no poor no homeless. There’d be help and medical for the needy and there wouldn’t be needy. We set our eyes on one thing and that’s money. Sure that makes the world go round but that doesn’t make all the bad and wrong and the sickness and trouble go away. You don’t run shit unless you got money. But I guess it’s just a part of living. Right?

so i became a tumblr addict for a little while because i had nothing to do ever in the days…sorry i haven’t been posting for like everr but i’m just out doing things…unlike soooome poeple :)

anyways, just thought i’d put that out there :) thanks and have a lovely day!