If I gave up every time I actually said I was going to give up...I wouldn't have written a single blog, or had a girlfriend, or have a relationship with God, or even drop out of school. It's a crazy thought when you think of how you could have gone and how your life could be different. What if didn't hit ****? What if I never went to boom? What if I rejected myspace? What if I decided not to create the AYWF?
Life would be a lot different. But everything seems to go back to influences. My cousin, who is so cool, even today, through my eyes. The most amazing person I know, and now when I look in the mirror, I see her in myself. And a lot of people used to say that, 'you're just like her, you like the same things.'
Life without her would have made me someone different. I wouldn't be into the music I am if it wasn't for her, or I would see life for what it is. I wouldn't read or write. The difference is astounding.
And then there's another certain someone, who I just admire, who I recognized only two years ago. This person believed he could change the world, and led me to believe that I can change the world if I had the right heart. And I throughly believe I do. I'm invincible as long as I'm alive.
Then there are friends. They all have brushed off onto me. They have made me who I am. I love them all. I feel the need to thank all these wonderful people who allowed me into their lives. I've been wanting to write a blog on myspace for everybody to read. A blog about what people really mean to me. Why I care so much for them and how they have affected me and my walk of life.
Uncanny. Indescribable. Inspiring. And so, so much more. If only life on this spinning sphere went longer I could tell you how I really feel.
Postscript: I really like my final line, might use it somewhere again.
~du debut a la fin*
*from beginning to end
People are so worried about the ending, but thats already begun anyway...I'm more fascinated by the beginning. How did it all start?
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