A girl in my school, one that I was partners with in my English class for two weeks, has landed a wonderful opportunity as one of five girls who will go on tour with Justin Bieber and perform together in the opening act of his concert. I just found out today from a friend.
My friend however, acted almost disgusted by this girl. She confounded me because she mentioned this girl's name, opened up the girl's official webpage on the internet, made me listen to one of the girl's hit songs, and yet relayed all of this information to me in an unsatisfactory tone.
I think my friend is jealous.
But yet, I really have no shame myself in envying this increasingly famous and obviously talented girl. This girl is seventeen years old, and she's on tour with Justin Bieber, opening the concerts for him. She has achieved so much in her short lifespan, and also knows what she wants to do with her life. She found what she was good at, and went all the way in, until she got somewhere in the business. I greatly envy this sense of accomplishment she gets to hang over her shoulder wherever she goes.
Not only that, but this girl is beautiful. She has a gorgeous body, flawless skin, and an incredible, pearly-white smile. I lack every quality, and I can not deny my jealousy for such traits.
I wish I knew what to do with my life. I am screwed for college, let alone university- I already mentioned that in yesterday's blog. I don't know what to do, but I know I want money. Lots and lots of money. It would solve SO many problems; it's unbelievable.
I need to prioritize. But how can I do that, when I have no idea where to start?
I need to stop giving excuses. If I don't know where to start, then I need to find someone who can help me. If I don't want to do that, then I need to say that my original excuse is crap, and that I can start solving my problems by getting professional advice through books or the internet (the latter of the two is so much easier, but not as trustworthy as its competitor).
I was just mean to my brother. Great. Now I'm a horrible person, too. Kind of.
No comments:
Post a Comment