Entry 1

Do you ever just stop? Do you ever stop to take a look around and realize the people you are surrounded with? Picture it. Close your eyes and imagine the classroom you are in and graze your eyes across the faces you know by heart or faces you may not be too familiar with.  Some of these people you’ve been with for practically your entire life, others you just met this year. And by that one simple look into that other person’s eyes you can read their story; their family, their likes, their problems, and their meaning to you.

Now picture the time you have spent with these people, which for some of you can be way more than half of your lifetime. That’s pretty crazy, or I guess you could call it special. We’re almost like brothers and sisters with distinct little personalities which can lead to the reason why you chose that person to be your friend or maybe it’s the reason you avoid them.

That image you hold for that person contains all of their stories, achievements, failures, and endless details of their life. It’s at that point where you realize, this person has been a part of my life, among positive, negative, or even non-existent vibes. Do ever just stop to think about that? Or do you ever come to the grave point and major halt that you may never see them again? Isn’t just insane to think that?

 It’s the fact that the person you’ve been seeing for the past years of your life, who knows you in and out (whether you like or not), will be gone.

 We spend each day of our lives gossiping behind each other’s back or desperately trying to find that last hope to fit in, we forget the big picture. Unity is the last thing we’ve got, and breaking that apart for the most childish like things, I don’t know about you, but I certainly do not think it comes to a chance of even being  worth it. It kind of sucks that those faces we’ve grown to known so well have faded out and constructed themselves into differences.

Life keeps moving, we all know that. The faces you’ve grown accustom to eventually fade until a new set comes in to replace. What we’ll have left are just the memories of the blurry faces we used to see and how each and every one of them had some kind of impact.