Thursday, November 17, 2011

Change is bound to happen

Would you call me typical if you knew about my situation, my background? I'm pretty normal when it comes to being a 10th grader, I'm awkward, slightly annoying, some people even call me a smurf (I'm 5'3 dammit it's not my fault my families filled with giants) yet I'm still a minority. I guess you could even say I'm the ultimate minority, I'm a black Muslim female. Now don't throw your laptops on the floor and whatever you do, do not close this page. When I found out I was a black Muslim female I was pretty baffled too (yes I have a bag filled with jokes like that, so keep coming back people). Okay now that I think about it I'm not exactly normal per se, but if you think about it who is?
My life's gotten to a point were things just keep changing and god I'm changing too. It's weird because I'm at that transitioning stage in between 10 and 20 and it's scary because I've been through all this change in the past 5 years and I'm (embarrassingly enough) scared to go through the next five years because of all the change that I'm bound to go through. There's those core friends who I'm sure I'll be friends with for as long as I live, those people who you can just laugh with without having a reason to be laughing, those friends who know not to bother you when you're pissed. The issue is I had a lot more core friends a couple of years ago. When I changed schools everything changed, we changed as people. Half of them became popular and the other half had hoe tendencies. And then there was Sara (long story).
Fact is I may be scared of change but I have bigger fears that I've conquered like airplanes and bridges, so if I like it or not I'm going to have to deal with this fear.

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