Thoughts In Process...

(This blog post is from my free writing journal in my English class in school. I just thought I'd share it with you guys)

Topic - Write about something in a TV show or a movie that inspired you into deep thought.

Response:

I like this topic, not just because I've had this happen to me many times, but because it happened to me last night.

I was laying in bed late last night, close to dozing off while watching re-runs of "Grey's Anatomy," when all of a sudden one of the main characters said something that really made me think. It went something like this...

"I don't remember the last time that we were together, happy,

nor do I remember the last time that we kissed. You never remember the

last time because you never think that It's going to be your last time.

I almost died today, and this was all I could think about."

The episode finished and I closed my laptop. I lied awake for an hour thinking about these lines, and I realized how stupidly true it was. I realized that I can't remember the last time I saw my Uncle before he passed away, the last time I saw my friend before we stopped talking, nor can I remember the last kick I threw in kung fu. But I can remember all the stories that my Uncle told me, the time that me and my friend went camping together, and I remember being in Kung Fu and my Sifu correcting me on my Tai Chi on Saturday.

I think that everyone can relate to this, and for me, I realized that it is a simple problem of not being in the moment. We need to do everything like it's the last time that we will ever do it. There should be no more "I'll do it when I see ___ tomorrow," or "Well there's always next time..." because what if there isn't?

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That's as far as my response to the topic went because my 30 minutes ran out, but I think you see my point.

Live in the moment. Do everything as if there is no tomorrow, and like you'll never be able to do it again. I think that if we keep this mentality, we will be able to remember the last time we did something, that's maybe not so big or impactful (I'm pretty sure thats not a word...).

Just some food for thought...

"Study as if you were to live forever. Live as if you were going to die tomorrow."

- Unknown

My True Friends Really Pulled Through For Me...

We're only halfway through the week, and I've learned two very valuable things.

1. I really have to stop dragging my feet while I walk... I tripped two times already this week. Fell flat on my face in front of a hallway full of kids. I'm pretty sure that binders are spring loaded, made so that when you drop them on the floor, everything it ejected out of them, making it very difficult to retrieve all 5 pages of your homework that is due in 5 minutes.

Now this ties into the second one... somewhat...

2. Never, EVER ask yourself if the week could get any worse. Because if you say that, it will.

My friend approached me in school to come with her to the counsellors office to talk to the counsellor about a friend of ours that was getting into some really bad stuff; skipping school, drugs, etc. She really didn't want to go alone, so I told her that I would come with her; plus, I was obviously concerned too. We both really care about what happens to our friend, and we only wanted to help him...

After a long chat with him (the counsellor), we decided that it would be best, if we contacted our friend (who was off who knows where doing who knows what when he should be in class) and got him to come in to talk with the him about everything that was going on.

To make a long story short, that "friend" approached me in the middle of the front foyer of the school, and screamed at me in front of dozens of our peers, calling me every name in the book, telling me to stay out of his life, and to keep my mouth shut. I yelled back obviously, but he kept at it until I was in tears, and everyone was staring at me.

Great.

I know, that what me and my friend did was right. The thing is, I'm being blamed for absolutely everything. I was closer with him then my other friend (the one that thought of the idea to get him help) and he blames everything on me. He's dropping out of school and taking through outreach, and he told me that he would be his happiest if he never saw me again.

Even greater.

All embarrassed and flustered, I came home crying. But, came to find missed phone calls, text messages, facebook/twitter messages from so many people asking me if I was okay, and telling me that I didn't deserve what I got. I've come to realize who my real friends are, the ones that appreciate who I am, and what I do. And this week, I am thankful for that.

I'm proud of what I did, and I stand by it 100%. You'll never hear me apologizing for what I did today, even if people hate me for it.

"I love the man that can smile in trouble, that can gather strength from
distress, and grow brave from reflection. 'Tis the business of little
minds to shrink, bet he who's heart is firm, and who's conscience approves his
conduct, will pursue his principles unto death. - Thomas Paine