High school

Being a sophomore and going to junior next year in high school, I sometimes get scared of how the future will be. But I then think of the present. And try not to worry about it anymore. High school is a stressful part of life. People are changing because of puberty, friends, family, everything. 

Puberty affects teenagers, everyone should know. Some people may get it later, or even sooner than the average group. 

Friends, people come and people go. The people who were extremely close to you may not even say a word to you in your next year at high school. With only four years in high school with your so-called friends. Some may leave earlier than others, and some may break at graduation. But some, they make it through high school, through everything, and stay as friends all life. 

Family. High school is when family bonds start to change. People get ticked off very easily. Like myself. I can get irritated easily by my family. Especially during the May-June rush at my school. I hate it when my sister or brother bothers me when I'm in my room. Even if I'm not doing work. I like my peace. But sadly, that gets disturbed a lot. 

End this sophomore year with a bang. Anything you end up not doing this year, you may feel regrets. Because you didn't do it, rather than you have. Everything last year is not the same as this year. Friend circles change. Relationships change. Feelings change. And attitudes change. How it changes is up to you. Things may seem bad now; a bad mark on an assignment or test, but in the future. That 1% off of perfect will not affect you anymore. Think on a larger scale. Think about the good things. But don't live in the future. Live in the present. 

Reality

Recently I've fallen on to this post on the internet. It talks about how we shouldn't be worried about saving the earth. But to save ourselves. It talks about how we will sooner or later demolish like the dinosaurs, and earth will replenish again. This makes me think. It makes me wonder if we are really alive. If everything that is happening, really happening. 

I sometimes get thoughts about how the future me will be. When I get older, get married, have kids, get ill, and eventually pass. I wonder if all of this will even happen. I wonder if this is real. If the things I'm doing, the things I say, the things I see and the things I hear are real. Sometimes. Reality is scary. Sometimes. Overthinking takes over, and it becomes much more terrifying. I start to picture how this is all a lie. I'm just in a dream of some sort, and eventually I will wake up and I will not be who I am today, tomorrow, or even yesterday. 

Since there are many conflicts regarding to how the earth is slowly dying, I wonder how long we still have here. How long til the world blows up into a million pieces. Or how long til someone who has great power, cannot take how the world is anymore, and decides to kill each and every one of us. People will start to die and chaos will arise. 

I believe I am more rather pessimistic than optimistic. My thoughts in this post back up my theory. It may be a bad thing. But that is just how I am. These thoughts float around in my mind from time to time.