Saturday, January 31, 2015

Buckets and Buckets - Isabel Jenkins

Before I finish high school, I want to put things into perspective. Right now, it feels like AP tests and GPA and the complexities of the future are consuming our lives. Don't get me wrong, I want a secure career to support myself, and I want to be successful. Like most others, I want flawless grades. But in the end, what does this amount to? It's all just letters and numbers. I hate that people feel as though these letters and numbers are more important than their own mental health. I don't want to fall prey. I will try my best, and I want to know that's enough.

Before I graduate college, I want to see more. If I go to school in Kentucky I will have lived here my whole life - a tiny state in a tiny planet in a tiny pocket of an endless universe. I want to explore another country, I want to be a hardcore tourist and take silly pictures and eat lots of foreign food and speak random languages with my bad American accent. I want to see the stars, even if it's just through a telescope in the yard.

Before I die, I want to be content. It doesn't matter if I'm rich or poor or successful or famous or just your local nobody. I want a family, a family bigger than the one I have now, and I want to get to know each and every member's heart. I want to be satisfied knowing that I've made a difference - even if it was the teensiest difference the world has ever seen, it still matters - I want to be content.

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