Christine Johanne

Lately, I've been kinda' drab, philosophic and "cloistered"..if you can call it that.
For the most time, I've been inside my room thinkin' about my dad, life and..how we people deal with stuff that comes up in our lives.

You know when you're a child, you only know one world. Your world. The people you trust, is the people you know. But when you grow older, you strat exploring new stuff. Something's good and other stuff's not that good. But that's how it's supposed to be, right..?..you fail, you learn. But sometimes, you don't. You keep doing what you're doing, and of some reason, you don't think you're gonna be disapointed. But the truth is; You do.

I'm thinkin' of those kids who suffer. I don't mean suffering like in starving, but those kids who don't know the good things in life. Maybe they're growing up with a mom or a dad who hurts them. Maybe they're getting mobed or ignored at home or at school.
I don't think people really ever thinks about who the others outside "their" klicks are, you know?
"Oh, he's just that guy from my math-class..I don't realy know him. And I realy don't care."
Wel, maybe you don't say it out loud. But that's probably what you're thinking. I know! You don't mean it. You're not thinkin it, but you're doing it. It's unconscious.

And that's really bad, you know that? I don't think that we really know how mutch it hurts, not being part of..maybe; your "klick", or just be talked to..be asked how they're doing..or even justlooked at. Even a smile can make miracles. Trust me!
And to you who thinks that life can't dig it's way up from the moat you're in right now, Do not give up. It's getting better. I Promise.

My point is, guys..life is too short being remembered as the haughtily and shalow boy/ girl. At least, that's not how I want to be remembered. Open your eyes! Make a change!


And when it comes to life... lately, my life is like a...strange thing...I don't know. Suddenly things are changin. I don't know if it's for the good or bad.
But I make choises every day. My freinds makes choises everyday. And those choises are a part of their lifes. Maybe they are that big that it's "moldig" them to be the person they're gonna be one day. I don't know. But what I'm trying to say is that you can help them too, you know. Be there for them when they need you. Be the one they always can count on. The shoulder to cry on.




Christine