If I Could Change One Thing...

There are not any things at I would change in my life, because I believe that everything happens for a reason. If I did not make the choices I made in the past, then I might not be the person that I am today. However, if I could change one thing it would be that I had stayed in sports. Even though I am only in my second year of high school, I wish I would have stayed while in my first, up until now. Maybe if I would have, then I would be limber and fit instead of weak and scrawny. Maybe I would not be called "chicken legs" by my friends. A lot could and should be different. I can always start sports now, or maybe next year, or the year after that. But I will always have a voice in the back of my mind saying I could be better. Although I am happy with myself now, I wonder how in shape I would be if I would have stayed. Would I be happier? I guess I will never find out, however I can always dream.

Values

I value a range of different things, from my big comfortable bed to my loving and annoying family. However, one idea that I value the most would have to be my future. My future is something that I am constantly thinking about. It is impelling yet frightening, much like an action movie where the main character is on a run for his life. I never know what is going to benefit or detour me from getting where I want to be in life. This is of course very stressful, but I value it for that reason. I determine what I want to happen in my life, and making the right decisions is a big factor in whether or not my future will unfold how I want it to, maybe even better. In order to achieve the goals of the future I dream of, I have to be determined, focused and most of all I have to stay positive. I feel as if these traits play a big role in who I am today, and what I'm going to be like years down the road. This is the reason why I have come to value my future the way I do now.

Summer Memory

Every year my family and I go out of camping trip, and every year I have an amazing time. All of us cousins get together just like old times, and reconnect. When we arrived at the camp site, I could already tell it was not my scene. This was the first of many red flags,but everyone else was happy so I decided to suck it up for this one weekend. The first thing we did was go to the man-made "lake". There was a trampoline, diving boards, and other miscellaneous things to frolic on in the water. For a while it was fun, and I even forgot I had to sleep on the ground later. But then, BAM! I get pushed off of the dock causing me to do the world's meanest belly flop into the painfully cold water. I was raging with anger, but when I rose to the surface all I could do was laugh. Of course I beat up my younger cousins later, but I wanted to enjoy the rest of my day without any arguments. Hiking in the woods was yet another terrible experience added to the list. Even if I enjoy the outdoors, I could not bring myself to enjoy the outdoors with my huge, agitated family. Everyone argued the whole time, my younger cousins cried, overall the experience was irritating. When day turned to night, and the mosquitoes somehow multiplied over a course of eight hours, we treated ourselves to s'mores. This was by far the best moment of the experience. My family and I laughed and rekindled old memories like they all just happened yesterday. And in that moment I realized I did not mind annoying cousins, bug bites, or even sleeping in an over crowded tent. Even though we have had some rough times, I would never grow tired of the love and memories that we share for anything in this world or the next.

My Name

If my name were to go to an all white party, it would show up wearing all black. Better yet, a bright red dress that catches everyone’s eye. My name stands out and is as unique as a snowflake in a blistering storm. Embracing my name was not always easy, growing up I considered it a nuisance. I envied all of the simpler names. This was mostly because when teachers would take attendance, it was always my extravagant name that they lingered on. However, I shyly corrected them when they got it wrong, and sat embarrassed as they breezed through the rest of the kids' names. Eventually I grew increasingly annoyed by the mis-pronunciations and let others pronounce my name anyway they pleased. Fortunately, this did not sit well with me either. As time went on I grew out of my shell and had an epiphany. I told myself that my name was something to take pride in, and I should not be ashamed of it, I should be showing it off. When I reminisce on how I used to work so hard to ignore the rare and exclusive name I was blessed with, I become angry with myself. I find it funny how something I used to look down on, is now something I would not trade for anything. After all, with a person as one-of-a-kind as me, it would make sense that my name is as equally incredible and original.

Most Important Rule

"You are a victim to the rules you live by", is a quote that I came across some time ago, that seemed to bind to my brain. In my eyes, this is the most necessary rule people should follow. This one "golden" rule sums up everything about anything. We are all victims of the rules we live by, meaning that we are being victimized by the rules we set for ourselves. We are letting these rules or limitations get in the way of our full potential. If we all followed this rule of not letting any rules cause any major or minor setbacks, then imaginably everyone could make better peace with themselves. Speaking from experience, if everyone made peace with themselves, then most individuals may possibly have a finer and more positive outlook on life. The more people that have this mind-set the closer (and I know this is rather cliché) the world will be to becoming a better place.