I Believe No Ones the Same
I believe that no one is the same. Each and every person has his or her own unique style of dressing and living. On the street you rarely see the exact same shirt, skirt, dress or an identical outfit.
I believe I determine my life. I’m the only one who lives inside myself. My soul is my own; no one else can control that. I run my life. I make my own decisions. I’m an adult; I can make my own decisions and mistakes.
I believe that I cannot live my life without help. Where would I be if I didn’t have any guidance? Would I be here today? Would I have the same goals and morals, if I didn’t let my parents be a part of my life? How would I learn from my brother’s and my friends’ mistakes, if I believed that I can face the world without anyone by my side? What about my grades? Would I have passed High School if I had succumbed to my fear of failure? Would I have even made it to Chicago? The answers to all these questions is no.
I believe it’s okay to join a sport for its’ uniform. I joined Tennis for the skirt; I love exercising in a skirt. I also believe that just because I’m not competitive, that it doesn’t mean I don’t care. I won’t be the girl(s) who have a tantrum when they lose a match, who ball their eyes out as if that match determined if they were going to live or die.
I believe laughing is the best form of medicine. I believe the best laughing is when I have tears in my eyes and can’t catch my breath. When I feel light headed from laughing so hard, I feel like I don’t have care in the world. I believe it isn’t weird to laugh when your alone, no ones there to pass any judgment upon you.
I believe you don’t have to be good at everything. I’m good at Bassoon; I wasn’t that good at the Alto Saxophone or the piano as I am with the bedpost that has silver keys. Dancing to me is an escape that places me in an optimistic place, even if I’m not good at it. I don’t have to be good at something to enjoy it.
I believe no matter what there will be people who hate me. There will also be people love me. I can’t make everyone happy. I can’t and should not have to change myself to fit a cookie cutter mode so that one group of people will like me, then change for other people to like me. What it all comes down to, is that I believe that no ones the same.
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