Kick-Box That Frown Away

Do you ever get to the point where absolutely nothing is going your way? And no matter how hard you try, things still refuse to cooperate? I applied for Sterling Scholar in the Music category. Yeah, I didn't get it. I got close, I was one of four finalists in the category. But it was one of those things that I just really needed to go my way, and it didn't.

And what do I do when things don't go my way? I pretend like I don't care. After awhile, whether that be hours or days, I freak out at someone I love over something really stupid. Life gets more difficult, because I end up pushing people away when I really need them the most. Go figure, right? I do a lot of pouting when I'm by myself, and when I'm with others I tend to flaunt my failure so as to lure people into thinking I don't care. I really do though.

When I truly care about things, people, ideas, etc., I care for them deeply. I'm sorry if I'm not always able to convey that. But it's true. However, when I feel like the world hates me, I take it out on what or whom I care about. Horrid habit, I know. It's one of those instances where instead of throwing myself a pity party, I should do something productive like kick-boxing or pottery or homework or something.

So, the moral of this rant? When the world doesn't go your way, tell the world to suck it and find something useful to do. I know, I'm not the pro, but I'm working on it. It's a more fulfilling way to get over things, and -- if you're like me -- it keeps those you love from having to endure your nastiness. I'm almost positive they would love to be spared that.