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Your life.

There’s a thing called decency.
To be nice is to be polite.
To be friendly is to be likeabe.
You can’t make friends if you’re going to be a bitch to everyone.
You know what I’m talking about,
There’s always one person in the world that will piss you off…Maybe more.
You’ll make friends, you’ll fall in love, you’ll gain a boyfriend/girlfriend, you’ll fall out of love;
It repeats.
It’s life, grow up.
Then there’s days that you’ll hate,
Days that won’t pass as fast as you’d like them to.
You’ll get angry and complain,
Then you’re going to talk about it until it’s over with.
Trust me, I know this.
School’s the next thing I will refer to.
If you’re like me,
You’ve learned nearly everything twice.
No, it’s not fun,
But now it’s engraved into my brain so that my memories could resurface.
Five to six years of highschool,
Next year: Senior year will be like fifth or sixth high school year.
College would be next:
Two years at a junior college; getting all the basics out of the way,
Four to six years to get a Masters/Bachelors; whichever comes first really,
Then almost up to ten to twelve years total:
Just to have the knowledge of a real professional.
Honestly, me personally, I would LOVE to study of the Forensic Science field.
I have been talked down upon;
I have been told that I will not be able to succeed,
I will not be able to learn and eventually know.
There is some things that everyone is forgetting about me:
I will learn,
I will know,
And I will succeed.
If you’re someone like me, you will have had to work you BEST to get where you are and not give up;
I come from a family where each child has their highest point,
Mine, however, is in the arts department:
I am in choir, I have been singing since I could nearly speak,
I am in Digital Photography, I love the fact that you can capture a ‘worth-remembering’ picture and be able to transform that into something greater(If I have time, I will upload some of my art),
I am taking piano lessons outside of school, I would love to put piano and my vocals together. That would be great.
My interest in Forensic Science actually perked up when I was sixteen; I would ALWAYS watch that ‘Criminal Minds’, ‘NCIS’, ‘CSI’, and ‘Eleventh Hour.’
I have always wanted to learn more and more, but I’ve never had the courage to talk to the school counselor about how to get into Forensics until my high school junior year, this year.
I’m still looking for a job to pass the time and to help my family out back at home, not really successful in that department at the moment, I’ve been trying since late November/December.
In life, you have a goal set when you’re just a child(you may not believe that, but trust me. It’s true).
Maybe as kid, you wanted to become a: Doctor, Vet, Firefighter, Cop, like mommy/daddy,
You know damn well that it was something close;
What your career choice is now, you should admit is probably somewhat in the same field (or around there) as the one you chose as a child.
You’re thinking about it now, you’re trying to remember what you wanted to be when you were little, aren’t you?
All your life you’ve wanted to be noticed, remembered for something,
But you somewhat gave up for a few years and now you’re ‘back-in-action.’
You’ve joined organizations,
You’ve joined groups and made friends,
You’ve learned to care more and be a part of something/someone.
In a few years(or maybe now, if you’re not my age), you’re going to get married, have kids, fight and divorce:
That’s how it is;
You can be like those beautiful couples that are/have been married since the beginning, have kids, grow old together, and die together:
Goddamn, I wish I’d have that.
But somewhere in that little fantasy lifetime,
You get a career, you’re not at home much anymore:
You’re stressed and home-life just isn’t the same anymore;
Unless you can get those awesome-high-pay-part-time jobs and live the dream life,
Then reality hits and you’re on your own:
All you’ve gotta do is push yourself up and succeed;
Stop being a push-over and start sticking up for yourself.
Eventually you’ll remember what the purpose of your existence is,
And you’re going to be great,
You’re going to be remembered,
You’re going to be a legend.
It’s your life,
What are you going to do to make it in this harsh world?

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