Spring Romance

Spring Romance
Spring Romance By Karen Tarlton

Sunday, March 15, 2015

Turning 16

My 16th birthday was this week. You guys want to know what I did on my birthday? I cut school. I cut school, took the train into Brooklyn and I took photos.

Why?

Why did I do this? Because I'm in that teenage stage where I hate school. I know everyone hates school. Everyone has responsibilities. I'm a teenager, I should be growing up, but I don't want to. What's the point of going to school if I'm not motivated? I'm going to school because I have to. I spend every class criticizing my teachers, methodically taking notes, not learning anything. Why? Because I don't want to. Between friendships falling apart and family issues and low grades, my year has been shit. I did it because I wanted to find inspiration again.

When I posted my photos onto Facebook, I had some people telling me that I was an inspiration. I had inspired them. Every birthday they were going to do something epic, to live life to the fullest. That made me happy.

I was an inspiration. I never thought I would be an inspiration. The people around me are my inspiration, but I never thought I could be someone else's inspiration. I was just being a stupid teenager. Running away from responsibilities to do a hobby. I had traded a day of "education" for a day of adventure. I had fun. That's all there really was to it. But then I realized, maybe something so easy for me was hard for others. Maybe they thought you had to be bold or daring to do something like that. But all you really need is one moment of impulse and then, don't wait for it to go away. Ride it.

Of course, impulsiveness is only good in moderation. I urge everyone to practice self control. You might not like it, but it will help you in your academic and professional life.

One thing that I've learned as I've grown up is that everything changes. I've changed. I've recently updated my blogger account and deleted everything on my embarrassing middle school profile. I've liked to think that I've matured. I'm happy with myself. I'm very happy. Happier than I've been in a long time.


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