|Because I love Will Smith, and he speaks some serious truth.|
|James David watched this movie for the first time tonight, and he LOVED it. Now if I could get him to poop, my night would be complete :)|
Yep, I'm weird, abnormal, odd, queer, unusual, and whatever other synonym you can come up with. This writing was provoked by the thoughts coursing through my brain when people chose not to sit next to me in class. Why? I've always been different than my peers, and I've never really understood why. I did today. I've lived more. I have depth. I've seen things, experienced things that my classmates can't even fathom. I don't understand how to communicate with them, nor them with me. Shallow casual conversation just isn't in me. I can't change who I am, and I don't want to. I'm going to change the world one day (not arrogance, just fact). They aspire to be the biggest hit at the next frat party, and I aspire to provide clean water for Sub-Saharan countries.I really despise how lonely I am. I'm friendly. I really am, but for some reason I must seem unapproachable. I have nothing to talk about with my peers. I haven't seen the latest movies or been to the social functions. My life is filled with bills and baby and doctors and responsibility. How can I talk about something I don't know? When my mind wanders past my daily tasks, I find it in foreign countries amongst the poverous, or down alleys and city streets. I don't aspire to see France or the extravagant places of the world, but instead the pits and scum. I find beauty in mere human life. I see it in the eyes of an 8 year old girl raising her five younger siblings, while her mother prostitutes to feed them. I see beauty in pure human life, and that's all I wish to continue to see.
|The newest decoration in my apartment.|