The Ticket to Better Life
This I believe: I believe that life is way too short and is not worth wasting. I recently realized this after the death of several people around me. A few weeks ago, I saw some guy die at a Metro Bus with a heart attack. Last year, my uncle got into a motorcycle accident and passed away. I look at what he accomplished in his life and compare it to my own.
My uncle was a 40-ish man and he delivered packages to people everyday for a living just because he didn’t finish high school. He barely made it through life with his salary and the only reason that he can support his family is because my grandpa pitied him and lent him a lot of money, which he never returned any. I used to hang out with him a lot when I was little and could tell he had a lot of bad habits and problems. Based on what my dad told me about his brother, he told me that his brother gambled a lot and had a drinking problem.
I’m a 16 year old teenager that’s doing so-so in school. There have actually been several times when I was thinking about dropping out of school because I lost most of my interested and motivation for going to school. Feeling myself falling out of pattern, I decided to change. Looking back at my memories and remembering the funeral I attended, it is the most powerful motivation I have got right now for finishing high school and going to college. Every time I’m lying in my bed and can’t sleep, I would think of all the things I’ve done, what I would want to do in the future, and the reason why I wanted to do them.
Right now, what I have planned so far is to do my best in school and finish it. I used to cut school a lot last year and the year before that, I instead of going to class and trying my best in there, I would actually go out with friends and hang out. It was not really a smart decision but I think of those days as a “short vacation” to me and everyone needs those once in a while, or once or twice per week. Maybe it was the influence from several of my close friends or my uncle, but it took me quite a while to realize that what I was doing was dumb and I needed to change right away or else I would turn out to be the waste of the world, pushing a cart around the street and begging for a dollar.
My long term goal is almost the same as everyone else: lead a good life. The only way to get there is school, a job, and everything else in between. Those things need to be earned because like what my dad told me, “Money doesn’t grow on trees.” I haven’t really been thinking hard about what to do later on in the future about my life, but I’m pretty sure I’ll be okay as long as I keep focusing on what I believe.
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