Just Because You Are Pretty Doesn't Mean Your Life Is Great
My life is pretty much this:
wake up/go to school
try to learn
thats it, day after day. my parents supposibly have "big" plans for me, but i dont know what they are. Their friends always just comment on how pretty I looked today, or how polite I am. bull. I hate what my parents do. They make it seem like I am just there, not really doing anything important. All my friends are into music, dance, or theater. I do that kind of stuff too, but I am not good at it. I only get put in roles because I looked good that day or was nice to the director. This happens a lot with school too. The guy teachers giving me good participation grades, while I daze off. This worries me because beauty is only skin deep, and way down inside, I dont think there is anything. It scares me alot. Before I sleep I always think about what I will be doing in 5, 15, or 20 years from now, and I cant see myself doing anything, I get fustrated and then try to either concentrate harder in school, get better at acting, or sing higher and louder in choir, but after a while I just give up cause nothing changes.
Then on the weekends, I get kinda crazy. Since I know theres no way out of this cycle, I party. I just love going out, I feel so free, until the weekends over and I have to go back to school.
Then last week my parents revealed thier "big" plans for me. modeling. yeah right! I can just imagine myself being trampled by girls who really want to model. when I told my parents this, they told me if I didnt consider this more, I would probably do nothing, go nowhere, and I told them I already knew that.
So now I am stuck here, sophmore, white, in the suburbs and going nowhere, not knowing how to stop it.