Random Thoughts.

Why does it seem that people only care if you are famous, dying or already dead? Many people treat others like a wasted space, irrelevant to the world. Never taking a second look to the cashier, the waiter, the driver, etc. We don't even realize we could be passing the person with an idea, a cure, or even something darker. You could be passing a man who is going home to take his life and you have no idea. The world is a funny place to me, so particularly strange. People pay millions of dollars for artwork of dead artists, they go all around the world to see paintings hanging on an old nail. But when this artist was alive they never really paid attention. That happens a lot lately, people never paying attention. They never just take time to look at someone and see the pain behind their eyes. No one takes time to sit and really look. They just bypass everything, that's why we all get away with things.

I wish that I could just breath in the fresh air of somewhere new and beautiful. I want to be alone in this place, to be free in this place. Nothing holding me down just me discovering the land without the chains that bind me. Oh, how exhilarating it would be to feel my heart beating out of my chest, to feel the blood pump through my veins. The blood of fear and excitement, to feel so content. To dance, to run, to yell, to experience this marvelous adventure. To be with newly found friends, to go to places that I didn't even know could exist. That's what I would love, to have the life of an exciting, angst teen fiction. Full of eye glittering adventure and jaw dropping drama, what a day that would be. I want to make mistakes and live in the moment sometimes.

A lot of the time I wish I was noticed, I want to be seen. I want to have a bigger life then I do. People tell me that this my life that was given to me and I should except the fact and live it. But I disagree with that.. what is the point of life if you don't make something of it? I never really could understand what John Green meant in 'The Fault In Our Stars' when Augustus said he was afraid of oblivion. It never seemed to apply to me then, but now I understand what he meant.. because I am afraid of the same thing. I am afraid of never leaving some kind of print on the world, I am afraid of never making something of myself that is worth talking about. One of my biggest fears is oblivion. -Andrea

Song of the day: B.o.B - So Good.