Official Start Time: 10:30 p.m.
Date: 7/11/09
Official End Time: 11:00 p.m.
After reading yesterdays blog, I started to think about my life and how mature I am when I think about the typical American teenager. For the most part the American teenager is defined as a lazy, selfish, irresponsible individual who has no idea what he wants to do in life and probably won’t until he’s 25. All these things for some reason don’t describe me as a person and make me wonder, am I different?
To be fair, being different comes down to perspective and what we define as different. In the eyes of the American teenager I may seem different, but in the eyes of my classmates, I might as well be another joe who cares about his grades and try his best o work hard. All these things define us and in one way or another define us whether we like it or not. We try not to be a slave to definition but without I feel we are lost, curse to always be misunderstood.
These things are what scare me the most when I think about my life and how all my hard work might as well be in vain. The best example I can offer is clothing and how we work so hard to only never be able wear the clothes we envied as teenagers. Would buying these clothes suffice for anything or are we forever doomed to never be happy, to never be really satisfied?
To not sound like Niche, I guess the ends justify the means and what we do now will determine where we stand five, ten, twenty years from now. We might not have the money today to live the life we wish but we might as well one day have it, even if it doesn’t fit our initial definition.
Sincerely, Hector Guzman
Date: 7/11/09
Official End Time: 11:00 p.m.
After reading yesterdays blog, I started to think about my life and how mature I am when I think about the typical American teenager. For the most part the American teenager is defined as a lazy, selfish, irresponsible individual who has no idea what he wants to do in life and probably won’t until he’s 25. All these things for some reason don’t describe me as a person and make me wonder, am I different?
To be fair, being different comes down to perspective and what we define as different. In the eyes of the American teenager I may seem different, but in the eyes of my classmates, I might as well be another joe who cares about his grades and try his best o work hard. All these things define us and in one way or another define us whether we like it or not. We try not to be a slave to definition but without I feel we are lost, curse to always be misunderstood.
These things are what scare me the most when I think about my life and how all my hard work might as well be in vain. The best example I can offer is clothing and how we work so hard to only never be able wear the clothes we envied as teenagers. Would buying these clothes suffice for anything or are we forever doomed to never be happy, to never be really satisfied?
To not sound like Niche, I guess the ends justify the means and what we do now will determine where we stand five, ten, twenty years from now. We might not have the money today to live the life we wish but we might as well one day have it, even if it doesn’t fit our initial definition.
Sincerely, Hector Guzman
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