Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Growing up

I'm 17 years old. In about a month I will be 18. I'm still finding it difficult to believe that I'm not just a little kid anymore. Sure, there are always going to be adults telling me that I'm still just a child comparred to them. But comparred to elementary school kids, I'm pretty damn old. Everything in life tends to be arguably relative, and that just makes everything very inconvenient. By my age, I'm finding it more and more necessay to be able to define myself. Now the definition of define is: state or describe exactly the nature, scope, or meaning of.

That said, I'm sure if I can say that I know myself. I often find myself reflecting on everything in life except for myself. The times I do look into myself, I usually come out asking more questions than I did going in. Now some might say that this is a good thing, but the world generally doesn't care about who you are on the inside. As much as that sounded very pessimistic, hear me out. In the big picture, people are defined by their actions. And what do you know, we're back to define! On the other hand, actions are mostly influenced by who we are on the inside. So indirectly, the world cares about who you are on the inside, the world just doesn't want you to know.

^See, this is what happens when I start asking questions, I end up confusing myself quite a bit. Anyways, sorry for the long post, I just started writing and this thing came about

2 comments:

  1. I feel the same way some days. We've come a long damn way from show-and-tell and simple addition.
    A helluva long way, really. It's incredible, especially when you're looking down at a younger sibling.

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  2. our actions define us because nothing can show us easier and simpler than what we do

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