Vision Into the Future?

It's not often that people can forget who hates who, and why he did that, and she did that, and who's at fault for what... But yesterday at Eric's party, it was just... great. Everyone (well, mostly) sitting at one table, together. How often does THAT happen? I just wish that we could combine all of our groups and everything into one solid foundation. Wouldn't that be much better? Even I am well prepared to give up my grudges towards people just for something like this, so that it may last. And well, I hope other people are just as dedicated, because whether they have figured this out or not, but the world is not about them, nor is it about me, or them. It is about... well, we don't even know what the hell it is about, who put us here, and why. Some people cling to something called faith. But, where does that take you? How do you know that your faith is not a make-believe story? Questions like these are more than enough to divide groups of people, and the best of friends. Believe me, I have seen it before. Hell, that's the story of my life. We never do really think of what we are thankful for, though. When you go to the mall, do you look at that shirt that you want, or are you thankful for the shirt next to it that you already have at home? Well, kinda stupid metaphor. But what I'm saying is that I AM in fact thankful for what I do have, and well... It depends how you think about it. I may have didly squat compared to some rich kid living in Newport, or I may have everything in the world compared to some poor struggling kid living in a shelter. In the end, all we can really hope for is that we have the sort of point of view which causes us to excel in whatever the hell it is we do. Well, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go make my girl a very happy one, indeed. 

An Act Of Desperation

Well, these days in case you don't know, my parents have been really on my tail about me hanging out with friends and stuff, because i am "supposedly" abusing drugs or whatever. Well, if only they really knew how much my friends mean to me, and how much they have helped me... I constantly hear from friends at school and Sunday school that my parents' friends are starting to hate me and whatever because I am "following the wrong path" and all. But I am just living a normal teens life, aren't I? Well maybe they're missing out, or maybe I am following the wrong path, but I've seen worse.. a LOT worse. Why can't they compare THOSE people to me, instead of all the goody goody annoying ass little A+ 4.5 GPA kids? To be honest, I don't have the potential to be like them, but one thing I am IS determined. But I have to find my motivation first... Once again, friends come in here, and help me realize my goals and motivations. Parents, they do nada. Friends: 1,000,000. Parents: 1 (giving birth to me). That's it. I've had it with them. Do this, do that. I don't understand why people should complain about their parents because most of the time, my situation is a lot worse. I mean, are your parents willing and trying to move to a 3rd world country half way across the globe just to get you away from your friends? Nope, didn't think so. But me being the "saint" I am, I just keep my mouth shut. How much longer will I have to put up with this? Till 18, hopefully, but you never know. I'm waiting for a miracle here.


...But what do I know, I'm just a stupid teenager...

Every journey has it's beginning...

Well, SOMEONE has been pressuring me to start a blog sometime, and I finally gave in today... Well, here I am world.