taylor

6th February 2012

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Don’t conform.

I live in a generation where “what’s appropriate” becomes “what everyone else thinks is ok.” Where the happy girls are the ones with 143 sisters… Expensive cars that no one can sit in… Magazines ruining how these girls think about themselves. Where every relationship has to be thought out and planned before the second date. Where what’s socially acceptable becomes the only priority, and one sin magically becomes worse than another. Where it’s ok to have sex out of wedlock behind your closed doors, but it’s not ok to leave with a guy from a club. Where road trips have to be planned out from gas to day agendas. Nothing is ever go-with-the-flow anymore. Where desk jobs and large salaries become more important than adventures. Where going to sleep, waking up, and repeating the same processes every single day is what life is all about. Where has the spontaneity gone? Where has the 3AM drives to God knows where gone? Why have we forgotten what it’s like to be young…at eighteen? Why do we keep saying, “after college, I’ll do this.” Or… “Tomorrow morning will be better for that” instead of doing it RIGHT NOW, 3AM, wide-eyed and eager as ever.

I sat in my apartment the other night at nine o’clock on a week day when I didn’t have class the next day. I saw myself through a mirror I had never looked into before. I saw me getting up, going to class, coming home, cooking dinner, going to bed… I saw myself growing old. Not physically, but mentally. And that…that’s something I never want to be able to see with my own two eyes. And that’s something I never want someone else to see in me either.

Me? I just want to find something in life that makes me want to wake up as fast as I can, or stay up as long as I can, or hang on as long as I can. I want that feeling in my stomach that feels like the thrill will never leave. I want to take a drive and forget about what mandatory things society tells me I have to do/have. I want to sit on a beach until the sun comes up next to a shaggy haired boy with a guitar. I want to do things that I know I can do, even if there’s a risk. Because you know what? You have to take the risk before you can fall. And if it turns out great, it’ll be worth it. And if you screw up, you’ll remember to never try it that way again. You’ll learn a new route and start over. But you’ll never give up because it’s something you want…or you wouldn’t have tried the first time.

It’s time to show the world that we aren’t gonna conform.