The Beauty of Dreams
Aug 15th, 2099 6:00Am
Hey, my names Kara! I'm kindof new to this whole journaling thing. Well to start off it's the year 2099 and I'm just now becoming a senior in high school. During school it felt as if time moved like a slug on the dense concrete sidewalks, but now that I'm already a senior I question where all of that time went. It now feels like it passed within seconds. I have a lot of dreams for a small 5"1, 110 pound girl with bright pink hair. I often don't get the stigma behind bright colored hair. In my opinion those are the people you want to hire because they will always bring a new type of excitement and passion into the work they do. I'm a small town writer and artist who would love to make it into the big leagues one day. A girl can dream right! I'm sure I'll get there one day with hard work and my confidence within me. My father always gave me the confidence I need in life to keep going and make choices for myself, and my mother always taught me to have compassion and understanding for people who are just trying to do the same as I am. I'm excited for this upcoming year because I finally can see the finish line of school and the start of the marathon we call everyday life.
Growing up I was somewhat of a reserved child. I enjoyed playing with barbies and toy cars on my own. I was very creative and imaginative. One of the stories I remember making up in my head was that Barbie and Ken met a hero within their town and fought crime. The inspiration behind such a story was my father. He was an officer and he was very good at what he did. He was one of the most honorable, kind, and responsible men on the whole team. I really looked up to him in that position to the point where at the age of 7 I thought that I wanted to be an officer as well. My passions have taken a more creative route over the years. I now am more into music, art, writing, and travel. I probably get this side from my mother who is a well known author within town. Shes working her way up everyday and the stories she tells bring you into almost another universe! It's truly amazing the work she has put into everything she does and how much she can get anyone's imagination spinning. Anyway that's enough about my family journal. It's time to head out to go to school.
Aug 15th, 2099 7:00pm
Walking into school today was nerve racking. Everyone is looking up to you from the grades below wondering if you would make it in life. Would you end up being the millionaire who they all say they knew back in the day or maybe even the next top movie star. Or will you move to another country and live the life you always wanted. For me the goal is both. I would like to be known for my works and well off to the point that I can move out of this small town in California. We live in a mountain town that has a beautiful veiw of everything including the distant ocean. It's so beautiful here but it's not the place I want to be. It takes a lot to beat new big shot here because everyone's one. It's almost as if there arn't any true famous people because now it's so in style that anyone can be something. Don't get me wrong this isnt a bad thing but I want to go somewhere that I stand out. I feel the same within my school. Everyone is taught the same things year by year and theres hardly any variation. Another thing I dislike is how everyone wants to fit in with the cool kids in the school. They all want to fit in this small square box when all of is reality don't come close to fitting it. My question is why should it matter. I beleive that everyone should have their own individuality and part to them that makes them unique. I'm not trying to be one of the girls who's like "omg I'm quirky I'm not like other girls, hehe" I'm just trying to separate myself from putting myself in that box. Don't get me wrong, I'm not completely innocent. I've often tried to fit in as well. I've sat with the kids that fit in and I tried all the newest outfit trends and makeup but it came to a point where I was tired of it. Those "friends" and I had nothing to talk about and If I'm gonestly telling the truth none of the makeup or clothes made me any more comfortable with how I look. It created more of a shell to hide behind. For some people it's just something fun to do but for me it was more than just fun. It was hiding behind a mask so that I felt more comfortable to come back to school everyday and so I would look like one of the girls. Once I stopped fallowing the beauty is pain standard and started fallowing Beauty is comfort I felt so much better. What beauty is comfort means is that you feel good in your own skin. you wear baggy clothes or clothes that atleast feel comfortable on your body. This can be any type of clothing as long as you enjoy it everytime you put it on. For me this is baggy shirts, leggings, and a nice pair of fashionable shoes. I enjoy the weird shoes. I love to go thrift shopping and find shoes I've never seen or knew existed. It's such a fun feeling to have something like that. It makes you feel excited to wear them and fascinated by every odd fabric and shape on that one pair of shoes. I love it!