Dang.

School is like monster devouring you.

Nom, nom, nom. No more AP students, just AP zombies.

So much homework, and life gets more complicated by turns.

I was a lonely freshman, taking on high school.

I was a ridiculously happy sophomore, excelling and excellent.

I feel twisted inside sometimes, when I ponder the path I have in my life.

Why should I, be- for lack of a better word- blessed, with the availability of modern live and conveniences?

I realize that even though sometimes teenage angst may get the better of me, that in my life I have it perfect.

So many, don't even get to experience teenage angst because they don't have the chance, to even live that long.

When I see this, I die a little inside.




As taken by Kevin Carter. He spent 20 minutes setting up the shot, waiting for the vulture to spread it's wings. Many criticized him for not helping the child, but he tried to justify that her parents were just minutes away, getting food aid from the U.N. 3 months later, Kevin Carter committed suicide.

As horrifying and introverted as this may seem, it's brought me to revelations.

I am not-for lack of a better word- an emo child, and no matter how much I suffer through school, work, heartache, that I can and will work through it all.

I always try to make the best of whats available to me, and I have done so all through my life.

I always knew that others were worse-off than I was, and I knew that I wanted to help them.

But I just don't know how.