Only the Strong Survive

It's Monica! And this is my life.

2.13.2010

Wow, what an angry post.

HAHAHAHAHA.

Sorry. Just had to let that out. This post is mostly for ranting purposes, and it doesn't really matter whether or not people read it. Whatever.

Anyway, so I've been on my RPG page [for those of you who don't know, I created an RPG (Role-playing Group) based around a story I'm writing. If you don't know what roleplaying is, well ask me later; it's too complicated to explain. xD] and of course as an RPG owner I have to add pretty much anyone who requests me, whether or not they're a good roleplayer. the more friends the better, as it gets the word out quite quickly. Anyway, since I have to be so un-discriminatory, I've encountered people and situations that I haven't had to deal with in five years.

When I started roleplaying in 2005, I was understandably inept at exactly what rp was all about. I was a little too eager to make friends, and a little less able to comprehend what rp was all about. But obviously as time went on and I matured, I realized that rp was more of a writing experience than anything else. And so I grew out of this whole immature drama-obsessed, attention-seeking, pitiful person looking for "love," and I turned into a seasoned and veteran rper who cares more about the writing and the creativity and the inspiration than about anything else, really.

I fear that with my professionalism has come a whole lot of snobbiness. The contempt and disdain I feel for those who haven't quite worked out rp yet is conflicted because I remember what it was like when I first started out. I remember that I used to be that way.

My best friend told me that they'll grow out of it. I know they will. It's just extremely annoying to watch it all unfold right now, in front of my face.

I don't fucking care if you're feeling like shit and you want to kill yourself. I'm sorry. That sounds harsh. I mean, I do care, but people who fucking announce it that way so obviously aren't really going to do it. They're just looking for people to tell them NOT to. They're looking for attention. I hate it when anyone does that, but it's really REALLY annoying when someone posts it on RP. If you're dealing with out of character shit in real life, deal with it in real life. RP is NOT the place to air out your dirty laundry. Even if you have good friends on here, talk to them privately. Don't post it in a fucking bulletin or in your status, because people are only going to think less of you when you do.

That being said, shut the fuck up about your drama. "Oh, woe is me, I'm so alone, no one understands me." I get that. I've felt that way before. But, like I said, announcing it so publicly, on a stream that all of your friends see, makes you look less like you need help, and more like you need attention. Same goes for announcing your love for someone else. That's all great, I'm happy for you [kind of] but SHUT. UP. Every once in a while is fine, but every fucking hour? Really?

In addition to that -- I literally just saw an entire lifetime's relationship play out in two weeks. A character was made. Within that DAY he had a girlfriend [probably after three or four mediocre comments] and now I just read that they're engaged and expecting a baby. Apparently she got pregnant a few days ago [and aired her "not very happy, stressed out, crap on the stream as well]. I just don't get it. Even if you came to rp, you're going to realize soon enough that after you're "married" and you "have a baby" you'll get bored. There's no excitement anymore. And then you'll have "affairs." And then there'll be more drama. More bullshit. More crap that I have to read on the activities stream. Fucking hell.

All of this attention-seeking, drama-causing bullshit is making me dread signing on at all, and that scares me. It reminds me of why I left in the first place, and while my main rp account is surrounded by good people with the decency to keep their lives underwraps, I have to maintain my group page. At least, until all the roles are filled. And even then, I have to make sure that no one out there will be stealing my idea, which is quite common among rpers, unfortunately.

I'm just so tired of having to deal with all of this all over again. I'm so over it. I'm so past it. I haven't had to cope with this shit in such a long time. And I hate it. I hate drama. I hate people who look for attention, who advertise their misfortunes and look for people to comfort them. I hate it. Suck it up. Grow a pair. More often than not, people out there have it so much more difficult than you do.

And while I know that I complain about my life and my misfortunes quite a lot, I know that I'm responsible for what I make of my life. Sure, I lament, and I whine, but at the end of the day I know that I have the power to change things. I know that it lies in me. So I don't rely on people to tell me that I'm pretty or smart or a good writer anymore. I don't depend on other people's compliments to get me going. I concentrate on my life. My goals. My dreams. I look at where I want to be; what I want to do, and I get myself there.

I don't whine and wait for things to happen. I don't wait for people to come to my rescue. Not anymore.

I guess I'm just sick of people who expect that their lives will be saved by people who will swoop down and tell them everything they want to hear. Life isn't like that. It's cruel and harsh and unfair and fucking hard. Life is hard. It's not supposed to be easy. So stop complaining. Stop whining. Stop making a world designed for escape and creativity your own personal punching bag. That's what blogs are for. That's what journals are for.

In case you didn't know, some of us are here to actually write. Not listen to you Dr. Phil yourself to death.

Yes? Yes.

Harsh. But I just don't fucking care anymore.

2.08.2010

A moment, a love, a dream, a laugh, a kiss, a cry, our rights, our wrongs.

Blogging consistently has never been one of my strong points. I guess it's because I never really know how to put what I'm feeling into words simple enough to understand.

A lot of things have been going on within me, and yet nothing has really been going on. I haven't done anything worth mentioning. I haven't gone places or achieved anything. I've been writing. I guess that's enough? Creating a new world and new characters; developing a story that'll hopefully be consumed by fans worldwide. That's what I keep telling myself, anyway.

It's incredible, seeing how far my friends from middle and elementary school have come. How their lives have changed, and what they've made of themselves. What they're making of themselves. And even my friends from high school. We're all growing up; we're all living our lives in this great big world. It's strange. The only memories I have of these people are so sheltered; so protected. They're all so solid. But I know that things have changed since then. They aren't the only ones that have changed.

More often than not, I find myself wondering what happened to me. I find myself jealous of all of the incredible adventures that my old school friends have embarked on. They're all kickstarting their careers. They're all making names for themselves. They're all enjoying college life like every young adult like myself should be.

I honestly can't help but think that I haven't done anything. That I'm not doing anything. That my prime years are wasting away, and I'm not making the memories and experiencing the things that I should be doing. Is it because I'm still living at home? Because I don't have a job? Because I'm going to a junior college? Is it because I'm not as assertive as I should be? Because I'm not straightforward and I don't volunteer for things and I don't stand up for things and I don't do anything that might even remotely help me stand out? Is all of this my fault?

I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know what to do right now. And that scares me more than it should.

12.15.2009

4Hours - Here's your McFLY cover list! =]

Hey! Told you I had pretty much all of the McFLY covers known to man. xD Haha, I'm not sure which ones you have, so I'll just send you everything I got. Email was being a total butt, but I found a way! I wasn't going to let you down. xD

If anyone else is wondering what the hell I'm talking about, this awesomely awesome band called 4 Hours [from England! xD] posted on Twitter that they wanted some McFLY covers. And me, being the biggest McFLY freak in California, of course had to offer up my personal repertoire. xD ANYWAY.

So here is everything I've got. This also includes the collaborations they did with Busted, Roger Daltry, Charlotte Church, and Lulu.

By the way, some of the song's quality isn't all that great, but it's all I got, so I hope you don't mind. =]

I included two links to it -- a tinyurl link, and the original link in case the tinyurl one doesn't work. Sorry it might take a bit longer to download them all than I wanted. =/

So let's see.. in no particular order:
1. A Town Called Malice
[http://tinyurl.com/ya5mykn]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/16%20-%20McFly%20-%20Radio%201%20Established%201967%20-%20A%20Town%20Called%20Malice.mp3

2. Brown Eyed Girl [ft. Busted]
[http://tinyurl.com/ydzh5o4]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/Busted%20and%20Mcfly%20-%20Brown%20Eyed%20Girl.mp3

3. Fight For Your Right [To Party]
[http://tinyurl.com/ya6bxk2]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/Dougie%20Poynter%20-%20Fight%20For%20Your%20Right%20%28To%20Party%29.mp3

4. On My Own
[http://tinyurl.com/yeau4e9]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20%20On%20My%20Own%20%20.mp3

5. Crazy Little Thing Called Love
[http://tinyurl.com/yb6uyje]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20Crazy%20Little%20Thing%20Called%20Love.mp3

6. Don't Stop Me Now
[http://tinyurl.com/yeyy74m]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20Dont%20Stop%20Me%20Now.mp3

7. Help
[http://tinyurl.com/ydchfrt]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20Help.mp3

8. I Predict A Riot
[http://tinyurl.com/yc2lb5u]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20I%20Predict%20A%20Riot.MP3

9. Lola [Ft. Busted]
[http://tinyurl.com/ydyz8jm]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20Lola.mp3

10. Mr. Brightside
[http://tinyurl.com/ycgld9a]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20Mr%20Brightside.mp3

11. Pinball Wizard
[http://tinyurl.com/ya98k8q]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20Pinball%20Wizard.mp3

12. Umbrella
[http://tinyurl.com/yekcrdr]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20Umbrella.mp3

13. You've Got a Friend
[http://tinyurl.com/ydp88ha]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20You%27ve%20Got%20A%20Friend.mp3

14. My Generation [Ft. Roger Daltry]
[http://tinyurl.com/yebufjo]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20%26%20Roger%20Daltrey%20-%20My%20Generation.mp3

15. Shout [Ft. Lulu]
[http://tinyurl.com/yb25zdx]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFLY%20and%20Lulu-%20%20Shout.mp3

16. Fun Fun Fun [Ft. Busted]
[http://tinyurl.com/ybvf2pt]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20Ft.%20Busted%20-%20Fun%20Fun%20Fun.mp3

17. She Loves You
[http://tinyurl.com/ydnc8dc]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/She%20Loves%20You%20-%20Mcfly.mp3

18. American Idiot
[http://tinyurl.com/ydjx665]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20American%20Idiot.mp3

19. Black or White
[http://tinyurl.com/ycqjady]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/blackorwhitegreenroom.mp3

20. Rocks [Ft. Charlotte Church]
[http://tinyurl.com/y8rr4gv]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly__Charlotte_Church_-_Rocks.mp3
21. Hero [Harry Judd, live at Manchester]
[http://tinyurl.com/yayq2mk]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20Hero%20%28Harry%2C%20Full%29.mp3

22. Born to Run
[http://tinyurl.com/y95gl3r]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/Mcfly__Born_To_Run.mp3

23. Ghostbusters Theme
[http://tinyurl.com/yc2ar6o]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly_-_Ghostbusters_theme_%28live__Wembley_2006%29.mp3

24. I Kissed a Girl
[http://tinyurl.com/y8wlby8]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFLY_-_I_Kissed_a_Girl.mp3

25. I Wanna Hold Your Hand
[http://tinyurl.com/ybh6m5k]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly_-_I_wanna_hold_your_hand_%28live%29.mp3

26. Stay With Me
[http://tinyurl.com/ycylvyf]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/02%20Stay%20With%20Me.m4a

27. The Winner Takes It All
[http://tinyurl.com/ybr4uzn]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/1-02%20Winner%20takes%20it%20all.m4a

28. The One That I Want
[http://tinyurl.com/yeohbfx]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/The_One_That_I_Want-_McFly.MP3

29. Baby's Coming Back [Dougie Version]
[http://tinyurl.com/yagy26e]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFLY%20-%20Baby%27s%20Coming%20Back%20%28Dougie%20Version%29.mp3

30. Baby's Coming Back [Original Version]
[http://tinyurl.com/ya9u54n]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFLY%20-%20Baby%27s%20Coming%20Back.mp3

31. The Boys Are Back in Town
[http://tinyurl.com/yaxgmgh]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20The%20Boys%20Are%20Back%20In%20Town.mp3

32. Build Me Up Buttercup/5 Colours/Air Hostess/Where is the Love? [Ft. McFLY]
[http://tinyurl.com/ye4oxw7]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/Busted%20Vs%20Mcfly%20Mix.mp3


I'll also send you some Christmas covers, to get you in the Christmas-y mood. ^_^
1. Deck The Halls
[http://tinyurl.com/yctsa5t]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/christmasMcFly%20-%20Deck%20the%20Halls.mp3

2. Let it Snow
[http://tinyurl.com/yc727j2]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20Let%20It%20Snow%20%28Live%29.mp3

3. Little Saint Nick
[http://tinyurl.com/y9k6wew]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20Little%20Saint%20Nick.mp3

4. Rockin' Robin
[http://tinyurl.com/yakab8m]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/Mcfly%20-%20Rockin%20Robin.mp3

5. Happy Christmas [War is Over]
[http://tinyurl.com/y9t6tgo]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/Happy_Christmas_%28War_is_Over%29mcfly.mp3

6. Santa Claus is Coming to Town
[http://tinyurl.com/ydwql4h]
http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/11/10/2645823/McFly%20-%20Santa%20Claus%20Is%20Coming%20To%20Town.mp3


I hope this works! Let me know if it does, or doesn't. xD

10.22.2009

You think you could get rid of me that easily?

Did you really think so? Well, you were wrong, because I'M BACK.

Admittedly, quite sleepy, and my vision is blurring slightly. But I'm still here, and I see that I've missed out on A LOT.

It's been a while since I last posted. A LONG while. Like, three months. Jesus. Sorry about that. I just didn't have much to report. Great, now I'm backlogged, and I have too much to report. I'll try and keep it brief.

Life at Mt. SAC is growing on me. Immaturity still exists, and smokers are everywhere, but it's not like I can really escape things like that. As far as classes go, they couldn't be any easier. Well, okay, I guess they could be a little eaasier. But I'm taking it all in stride.

I feel like a college student. But at the same time, I don't.

I kick back, walk around the campus with confidence, complete the assignments with ease. I take the tests and now know how to function for a midterm.

But then I compare my life to those of my friends, at actual universities, and I realize that it's so completely different. And as of right now, I'm glad that I'm not at a university. As of right now, I'm way too apathetic to care.

I'm coasting. I admit it. I never used to do that in high school. I was always the overachiever. And, y'know, in a way, I still kind of am. I've gotten head starts on projects, papers, and readings. But I'm not that hardcore student, studying every spare minute. I'm not the person I thought I'd be when I went to college -- I'm not stuck in the library poring over books and sheets of notes.

I don't know if that's because I just understand everything, or if I just don't feel like doing that. My classes don't require an endless amount of research. And it's only my first semester. Maybe I shouldn't even be swamped with work.

I feel like I'm not getting anything accomplished. I feel like I'm just -- waiting for my life to start. I know I'm only 18. I know I have my entire life ahead of me. But to me, 18 just seems so old already. I want to feel like I'm doing something with my life. I want to feel like I'm getting somewhere. And right now, it doesn't feel like that's happening. It feels like how I felt in high school -- like I'm going through the motions, waiting for something better to come along. Is that what my life will always be? Will I always just be waiting? And what can I do now to set my life in motion?

Sometimes it feels like my life lacks purpose. Maybe that's why I'm so eager to get started on my future. College has been such an easy adjustment academics-wise. But that's about the only part. I have no friends. Well, okay, I still have my friends, but I never see them anymore. I should have tried to schedule classes with them, like everyone else. And even they have made new friends. I haven't.

I'm made acquaintances. I've been friendly. But I've yet to meet anyone who actually wants to hang out.

It was so much easier in high school. I felt like I belonged. I felt like I had a voice. And now --. Well, college is all about anonymity. Meeting new people is definitely something I was looking forward to.

Maybe it's just because my social calendar has been blank for a while now. Maybe I just miss hanging out with my friends. I miss laughing and talking and gossiping.

Last year, I lived off of the love my friends gave me. Without that, where am I now?

Well, I guess I'd better close this. I've got three midterms next week [woo! -_-] and a few papers to write.

Goooodddddnight, world.
-Monica<3

7.06.2009

The Previous Owner of Locker 383

Dear new owner of Locker 383,

Welcome to high school. I’m assuming you’re a freshman, which means you have four glorious years at this school ahead of you. Good luck.

Four years ago, I stood in this very spot, looking at the inside of my locker for the first time, praying that I wouldn’t get lost and look like a total loser. But you have to understand one thing: It really doesn’t matter what people think about you. I know those sound like empty words right now, as you’re starting a new chapter in your life that will be filled with new friends and new opportunities to make or break your social life. But take it from a veteran: When you graduate, no one is going to care about who you were in high school. No one, apart from yourself. Remember that you’re going to look back on these four years for the rest of your life – so don’t let anyone else stop you from living it the way you want.

Take hard classes. Challenge yourself. Don’t sell yourself short. Enjoy, respect, and appreciate everything you have. You don’t want to fill these four years with regrets. If you want to try something new – do it! Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game. Cheesy, but completely true. You’re only young once. But you only have one life to live.

Have fun. Take risks. Be a teenager. But don’t ruin your life just because everyone else is. Don’t forget that you are going to have a life after high school – and you have to live with whatever you do here. So it’s up to you to create your legacy – and it’s up to you to decide whether it’s going to be something you’re proud of – or something you’re not.

For a few years, the only thing I thought about was what I didn’t have. How I didn’t have a boyfriend, or friends, or anything that made me stand out from the crowd. It wasn’t until my senior year that I realized it isn’t about what you don’t have. It’s about what you do. So I’m passing my newfound knowledge down to you. Try to appreciate everything you have – all of your opportunities; all of the roads you can take to get to a bright, successful, happy future. Appreciate your friends and the memories you make together. Because when high school is over – sure, you have this pretty piece of paper that tells you that you’ve completed high school. But the things that really stick with you are the memories.

Over time, that’s all they’ll be – memories. So make good ones. Make memories that you can look back on and laugh and smile about.

High school seems like a really scary place , and it’s perfectly normal to be nervous about it. But don’t waste your time worrying about what everyone else thinks. They’re too busy worrying about themselves.

Four years might feel like a really long time – but you have to enjoy every second of it. Before you know it, you’ll be standing on that stage receiving your high school diploma, and you’ll wonder where all of that time went.


Welcome to high school.


Sincerely,
The previous owner of Locker 383

6.09.2009

Enter apathy.

So, I haven't even been out of school for one week, and already I feel the apathy sinking in.

The buzz from graduation has since faded away, though I constantly find myself in periods and moments of disbelief that all of this is really over. But now -- now is the rest of my life, and though I'm eager to get places, I'm afraid of not getting exactly where I want to be.

And as I type this, the phrase "There are many paths to success" comes to mind. So far, my plans to get ahead and get started with my life have already been diverted. And it seemed like such a catastrophe to me. And I know it's not the end of the world -- school will be there in the fall, and I will always have my writing. I don't lose anything by taking time.

And still, how is it possible that I'm not completely, 100% satisfied with my life? I'm on the right track -- I've been happy for so long. But without the daily routine of school and homework and projects and choir, what else has my life become? What else is it made of?

Some of you probably know about my escapades with my friends online, and how, freshman year, they saved my life. I miss them so much now -- four years after we first met. Out of over 20 people in my group, I only keep in touch with one of them. The others have drifted. Some have changed so much, I don't even know who they are anymore. Some I have never really gotten along with. Some I miss beyond comprehension.

And though that chapter in my life is over, I can't help but feel like a part of me is missing. Is it that every single time I sign on to AIM, my heart sinks because my buddy list is virtually empty -- because the people I used to live for haven't been around for years? Because I lost touch with them for so long that my friendships with them have faded, and we're stuck with lame ass small talk? Is it because I long so much to share my life and my accomplishments and my gratitude with them -- but they're not around for me to talk to them?

I'm happy -- so happy that my friends have found places in their lives where they feel comfortable and like they belong. That is what we were searching for four years ago that summer on Myspace. And it's not like I can do anything to stop them from living their lives the way they're meant to. But I miss them. So much.

They've been with me since my freshman year -- four years. That's longer than some of the "real" friendships I've had at school. And it hasn't hit me until recently just how long that was. But now we're all grown up. We're all mature; we're all on our own paths in our own lives, making our way to the future we've always imagined. Things will never go back to the way they once were.

And I don't know how I feel about that. I'm probably confusing you to death. I'm confusing myself to death. All I really know is that I feel empty when I should feel full -- apathetic when I should be energized. I don't feel right, and I don't know what I can do about it.

I look back at all of the IM conversations logged automatically onto my hard drive. The funniest; stupidest; most embarrassing conversations. Right there next to the drama; the heartbreak; the fights. The deep conversations, and ones when people weren't really there. I look back on all the friends I've made, all the memories I've shared, and realize that I have nothing to show for it except for a few logged IM conversations, and my own memory of having them. Where did they all go? And what are they doing now? Do they remember me? Do they still care?

The only thing I can feel is not the liberation and freedom of a well earned summer. It's the hollow emptiness of knowing the people I used to spend my summers with are no longer here. I hate this feeling. The feeling of hopeless nostalgia; of longing and missing and wishing times could be like they once were. But nothing -- nothing compares to the horrible, wasted, emptiness of knowing that I can never go back, and things will never be the same ever again.

5.29.2009

Everybody knows the end.

So it's over. It's finally over. High school is finished, and now we're starting on that really scary journey to the rest of our lives.

It's a surreal feeling -- like many of my peers, it really hasn't hit me yet. And, also like many of my peers, I'm having such mixed emotions that it's really hard to think. I'm so happy that it's all over -- that I don't have to work or worry anymore [at least until summer term begins. >_<]. I'm so happy to have nothing to do, after so many weeks of having too much to do.

But at the same time, I really don't want to say goodbye. Not only to my friends, but to my life. Because, really, my friends are my life. Without them, I wouldn't have been able to live this life, and create this year and fill it with such lasting memories. Now I have to start over. And in college, it's so much harder to make and keep friends because of the classes, the short semesters, the preoccupation.

I feel like I've talked myself out as far as starting over and getting ready for our future. So let's recall the past instead. Briefly, though. It's not like I'm writing a novel. ;]

I really have grown since freshman year, and I'm really proud of how far I've come. Shy, insecure, hestitant, timid, and lonely are just a few adjectives to describe what my life was like freshman year. I was scared. And high school is a scary place, so I know I'm not alone when I say that. But that fear was paralyzing, and I yearned to find a place among the overpopulated student body. I don't like being the center of attention -- but I don't want to be invisible, either. And overall, I believe I have achieved a really nice, healthy balance in my life that has kept me grounded for the past four years.

Everyone I know belongs to a "group" -- or, belonged I should say. I was one of the very few people in this school that didn't have one. But that doesn't mean that I didn't have friends. And at times, I felt like my lack of a "group" meant that I wasn't adequate enough to really fit in with people. But I was so totally wrong. It meant that I was the perfect kind of person to adapt and fit in. Before, I thought that being by myself meant that I was a loser and no one loved me enough to want to sit with me. But that wasn't it at all. And soon I began to value my alone time -- I respectfully declined invitations to sit with my friends because I desired the time I spent on my own, able to sit, collect, and stew in my own thoughts.

I haven't experienced a lot of the things that most of my peers have experienced. I used to think that that was a bad thing -- that I was missing out on an important part of my childhood and adolescence, not sneaking out after curfew, not pulling all-nighters, not going to after-prom parties, not getting home at 4 am. I feel like I've been so sheltered my entire life. But I also feel like that has provided me with a strong sense of control -- a strong identity as to who I am and who I want to be in the years to come.

I might not have enjoyed my high school years as much as some of my peers -- I might not have done drugs or gotten drunk; had sex, or even had a boyfriend. But I've always felt like I was already beyond high school -- and now I'm sure that I'm prepared for college, and my life ahead. I know what I want to do. I know how to get there [for the most part.] I know who I want to be. And I don't think I can say the same for everyone else in my graduating class.

So, yeah. I've lived my high school life mostly on the sidelines, watching other kids my age live the clichéd high school life. I may not have the experience. But I have my imagination -- and most times, imagination is much more rewarding than reality.

I can't tell you how weird it is, being in this Limbo between my past and my future. Reliving my memories but looking forward to new ones to come. This kind of thing really is beyond words. The feeling of accomplishment; of true freedom; of liberation. It's like a giant weight has been lifted from our shoulders; like we were running circles around a worn out track, performing for the same crowd against the same obstacles. But suddenly, the stands are empty; the track smoothed and repaved. It's like we've been preparing ourselves for this our entire lives, and finally -- FINALLY we can act. Finally we can put everything we've learned to the test; finally we can see what we can do.

I have a billion similes I can compare this feeling to; a billion clichés; a billion metaphors. But does it really cover what I’m trying to say? Like my letters, it doesn’t feel adequate. It’s something you need to experience to truly understand. And even when you experience it, you don’t really understand it. I still don’t, and I probably won’t for a while.

I’ve stated this before, and I’ll state it again. This is surreal. It’s unbelievable. It’s incredible. And it’s happening.

This is the beginning of the rest of our lives. So come on, world. Bring it on.

Always and forever,
--Monica McFLY™♥