10. What one thing have you not done that you really want to do? What’s holding you back?
I didn’t do one yesterday, so I’ll do two today :)
One thing I really want to do that I really want to do…hmmm…wow. This is probably the hardest ones so far just because there are so many things I want to do.
I really don’t want to get too personal with this one and so I’ll say I really want to drive. The thing that is holding me back is that I don’t know how and it’s hard for me to be taught how to drive. Sometimes too many things going on or wrong circumstances of something.
8. If you could offer a newborn child only one piece of advice, what would it be?
I would hope that this is assuming that the newborn child would completely understand me and what the hell I’m talking about but here it is:
People, at some point in their lives, question the meaning of life, asking questions like why am I here or what is my purpose of living? As a philosopher stated in response to to meaning of life: imagine that people have two streams of consciousness and use a good wolf and a bad wolf as a symbol for both streams. The good wolf as one could imply would represent good (duh), compassion, empathy, kindness, generosity, love, morals, faith, and so on. On the other hand, the bad wolf would represent bad (duh again), anger, animosity, hostility, jealously, and so on.
To get to my advice: In life, one is always faced with decisions and in response to their wants. It is which wolf that you feed that determines the meaning of life (in a non-spiritual sense).
7. Are you more worried about doing things right, or doing the right things?
I’m probably more concerned with doing things right. But theres a catch. I’m going to do what’s right for me or what I think is right for my family or friends and such. In saying that, I acknowledge that some of the things I do aren’t always right (in the most moral sense of the word).
6. To what degree have you actually controlled the course your life has taken?
Well of course wince I’m only 18 and turning 19 later this year I can honestly say that a majority of my adult life has been through my own decisions.
But Alyssa does this mean that u let your parents run your ENTIRE life up until u turned 18?
Well, no subconscious I didn’t. My parents in some aspect had control of a lot of what I did. After all, they bought/cooked the food I ate, for the most part bought the clothes I would wear, bought all the furniture that I lug would sink my lazy ass into. My parents chose the school I would be attending (elementary, middle, and high anyways) and controlled what I was allowed to do outside of school (permission wise). And yes I realize that this sounds like a lot, and trust me it is, but I’ve controlled all the decisions I made. And as for friends, they do have a pretty strong influence on me, but like I said, ultimately I make the decisions. Parents and friends can give me options or opportunities but it is my choice to say yes or no.
I’m pretty well content in saying that I’ve got pretty good control over my life.
5. If the average human life span was 40 years, how would you live your life differently?
Despite the rough patches in my life, I don’t know if I would make any drastic decision changes. While yes I think, oh my gosh I would’ve been happier if i never met so-and-so and got involved with all that drama or wow, if i never decided to follow this certain path for myself my life would be so much easier. Because while i think, yes I could’ve been happier or yes my life would’ve been easier, I don’t think my life would’ve been better.
I’m pretty content with where I am. I could never say that at time I don’t feel stressed. I could never say that at time I don’t feel angry. I could never say that at time I don’t feel depressed. I could never say that at time I don’t feel hurt. I could never say that at time I don’t feel lonely. And yes, the list goes on. While I can never say that my life was ever perfect, it’s my life and long or short I appreciate it.
If the average human life span was 40 years, I wouldn’t live my life differently.
Admittedly, I make the wrong decisions and I definitely have to face the consequences of them on my own. Gnawing conscience. Guilt. Sorrow. Depression. Anger. Fear. You get the idea.
Here’s the dilemma:
Part of me accepts making the wrong decisions because, well hey let’s face it, if i hadn’t made those decisions I wouldn’t be where I am today. And today I know what I want and I won’t settle for less. I’m not going to work my ass off to please someone who isn’t going to appreciate what I have to offer or won’t reciprocate my hard work, but I digress. :) Anyways, in a way I’m content with where I’m at today just because I feel like I’m more sure of myself and what I want and/or need.
The other part of me does feel bad because of course I did do wrong, and I have to make amends. It’s so hard to do that sometimes because you always have to think of all the repercussions, every decision having some type of ripple effect.
Right now, I know that I want to make things right without losing sight of my wants and needs and without settling. The problem is: how? I know what’s right for me and at the end of the day that’s what I have to live for.
He’s so pathetic. Let me tell you something about Osama bin Laden. We were best friends in hiding school. I know, right? It’s so embarrassing. I don’t even… Whatever. So then in eighth grade, I started going out with my first boyfriend Waldo who was totally gorgeous but then he went into hiding and no one saw him again, and Osama was like, weirdly jealous of him. Like, if I would blow him off to hang out with Waldo, he’d be like, “Why didn’t you come to my hiding spot?” And I’d be like, “Why are you so obsessed with me?” So then, for my birthday party, which was an all-American pool party, I was like, “Osama, I can’t invite you, because I think you’re terrorist.” I mean I couldn’t have a terrorist at my party. There were gonna be Americans there playing hide and seek. I mean, right? He was a TERRORIST. So then he through a fit and bombed some towers, it was so retarded. And then he came out of hiding because some americans found him, and then he was killed and stuff, and now I guess he’s dead.