Be happy for not one of us is the same.

We're all different. When people simply look at one aspect in their life they will always eventually be beaten by the anguish that comes with the feeling of being insufficient. As long as one does not compare himself to others he can find real, lasting joy in what he is good at and loves. We all have our strengths and weaknesses we've received from birth, till now. Do not let the louder, sonorous, rich song overwhelm your own soft, melodic, sweet hum. For an extended amount of time, I let the seemingly overwhelming shadow of other's talents and gifts raise my own expectations in that exact area in the wrong way. In this entry I hope to confirm my mind, as well as those of others, that having an ideal person is healthy, but beware that no mortal is perfect or better than others simply because of how wonderfully glorified and full their song is. Besides, there are so many other kinds of good music being made, service being done, kind words being said, shows being performed, and duties being fulfilled.
9th grade is when it had begun, for me. I noticed the amazing flowers bloom as people commenced to branch out into their respective fields of talents. There was track, band, languages, history, social skills, mathematics, sports like basketball and football, english, leadership skills, and so on. I wished to be like all of them, but I went wrong as I thought less of myself for not being able to meet these invisible bars of society, because this not only inhibited me from progressing as quickly as I should have, but also confused me in my own search for my spot on the branch.
10th grade was one of my worst grades, I now know, because of the effects my 9th grade brains reasoning. I expected an overwhelming amount out of color, mixture, spots and stripes, out of me and it's possible that I wasn't even on the right tree! I continue to dream the absence of a La Crosse stick, burning muscles, making a good pass with a soccer ball, or the blood rush to my head as I stall, hanging upside down on the suspended rings. In thrusting the bar up on my education, in envy of others, I missed the point of my strengths and struggled with my weaknesses. Refining myself in such a way was, and is, not the way to go.
Be like someone great, but also know that they found what they love to do. One's conclusion of oneself rarely coincides exactly with another's of their self and is ever-forming, so this means that dreams and passions are subject to change or develop in a different direction as preferences, strengths and weaknesses are discovered. After all, the same bud rarely blossoms as the best, year after year.

Childish, forgetful issues.

Are some people really looked down upon by the people that are their persecutors or that are making fun of them? That do not include them because they're different and more or less odd? Just because they have either decided not to do, or haven't figured out, what their would-be friends like and dislike, these people condemn every word that proceeds from their mouth as a waste of breath? Being in a theological culture such as Orem, is it so easy to forget that we are all equal and have great worth, as it is according to our beliefs?
My little brother, who is 7, finds it to his advantage to forget certain things. He dislikes remembering when his bed time is, where his chore list is, etc... It does him absolutely no good, because he is eventually persuaded to find the list and go to bed. However, some kids, varying from Jr. Highers to High schoolers, are more and more often freed from the scrutiny that used to be found in abundance at home when they were younger. In today's society, have the teenagers, and probably even much of the adult world, also fallen into this childish trap of forgetfulness?
Not only is the belief that everyone is equal nation-wide, but we have very prominent religious standards in this area of the country regarding the worth of each person and that 'remember' is one of the most important words of any language. Remembering where and why we and/or other people were sad or happy, etc. It is also used for remembering the council of our faith: we are all important people and can all lead influential lives, but whether we choose this influence for the benefit or downfall of others is the choice of today's blog.
So why is it so common among us to forget the intense significance of remembering who we are and what is the correct path to choose? This leads me back to the beginning of the blog. It is simply a childish instinct to follow what might immediately benefit ourselves, even if it's at the expense of others and most ironically often, our very own futures. May we all have the capacity to remember. Do not our families, friends, relatives, neighbors, jobs, education, community, nation, world and progression and development depend on it?

Maybe a small experience of pseudo-race/whateverism

Wow that was uncomfortable. For my spring vacation, with my family, I went to San Diego and went to Universal Studios for a day. We had purchased these passes, that could be considered more or less pricy, but had the same function as fast passes at Disneyworld, save they were only for those who could afford it. In my father's hard work and dedication to his family and business, he has deserved a great fun vacation with is family, and without waiting in lines for hours. But what have I done to deserve this? I was born. I know I am an important addition to my family, but I really am lucky to be born here, in this family, at this time. There are so many other innocent kids out there who could have been amazing people, but were suppressed by parental, financial, medical issues, that are probably more deserving of this loving family, community, and financial stability. Maybe that's why I felt so uncomfortable walking past the many other people that had to wait in line for those, undoubtedly, many hours.
It reminded me of the times and places that have exhibited superiority according to race, gender, or location on the classes of economy. One of the most shameful periods of the world, particularly the U.S., in my opinion, was the slavery age. I can't comprehend how some people could actually think that they were set apart, better in every aspect, like dog to its master, from another just because of the color of their skin, race or ethnicity! They were simply born in a different region of the world, or by different parents, and for some reason that makes those unlucky few, that had probably been through a much rougher life than most, not worth more than a beast of burden. I just so happen to be born into a fortunate family, with loving, hard-workers for parents. There is injustice here, though it is not the fact that people are born into certain families, but it is the trampling upon races instead of aiding them, and helping them become as comfortable as they can be.
The real crime is not, of course, being born to those more fortunate, but is to not use it for the good of others. In this sense, all of our provisions should be shared with others that deserve it, rather than hoarding that which we have been given from birth, which is not entirely right to keep for ourselves simply because we were born with a more intelligent mind, into a richer family, etc. Who knows, that it might just be possible someone will part with some of their own good fortune to your benefit someday.

Why do I like my choices?

I feel quite restricted, whether I use even a small fraction of my options or not, if I have very few choices. Especially on vacations, I am meticulous that I have plenty of options to do on the long drive or plane ride wherever we're going. More often than not, I'll procrastinate even in the traveling, because I think I'll be able to do it later on the trip, and I don't end up getting to half of the things that I brought to do. Eventually I end up feeling insufficient and have to stay up late to get it all done. Why am I like this?
I think the first reason and problem is that I procrastinate. If I were to begin my homework earlier, or whatever else needs to be done, I would do a better job as well as not have to stay up the night before it is due. In order to accomplish this I need to motivate myself with good sleep, good grades, and less stress worrying about what needs to be done. I usually end up wasting time if I'm not doing what needs to be done anyway. I'd rather waste time doing what I really want to do with the freedom of no homework, than remain wasting my time on lame things and having to worry about homework.
Once I've accomplished this, I'll then be able to use more of my dear options that I'm claustrophobic without. It would also make more of my time worth while in finishing homework before the night before it's due, as well as when I spend time searching for things to do in traveling. So, as I have observed, my innate preference for options must be because, in this instance, my subconscious knows what's best better than I do. The conclusion is that, even though I may seem to enjoy relaxing, doing nothing, etc. I am much better off staying busy, keeping my mind occupied and getting things done.