I'm pretty sure that everyone has heard about my 'friend' situation.. if not, read my past blogs. If so, continue reading.
It basically started on Christmas, my turning around. I told my parents that i wanted nothing for Christmas, and guess what i got? Nothing. Yeah, my parents took it a little too serious. I bought myself a pair of slippers. Merry Christmas. Well, my mom tried to find me a Snuggie, but apparently it's a 'hot item' this year, ergo, I couldn't get it. My dad, on the other hand, said I shouldn't even get coal. So, the time before Christmas wasn't the happiest time of the year. But Christmas changed it all. My mom has this friend, who has a son a year younger than me. I have always disliked him. I literally used to attack him when I was younger because he used to piss me off. I mean, he still does bother me, but Christmas was different. He acted like a human being, for once, and we laughed like we never have before. We were dying on the floor for the dumbest things, I'm not sure why. So, i ended my Christmas happily, with family and friends. Which has never happened in the years i remember Christmas.
After all that, I was willing to make up with my friends and accept what has happened in the past. My friends aren't perfect, and i don't want them to be. I don't think they understood that. I just want them to get me, but i have learned that no one will get me. I won't ever get me. My answer for the past week has been 'I don't know', and I'm not just saying it in a cute way or whatever, I'm saying it because i really don't know. I don't know how to explain that, but that's what's going on.
This blog is supposed to say how i narrate my life as an artist. And my answer to that is I don't know. Life will take me where it may, and where ever I end up, I will continue to narrate myself.
Hey, life isn't about finding yourself; Life is about creating yourself.
-ashleycoppolino
Bravo! A wonderful post! Merry Christmas, New Years, all that to you, Ashley. You yourself are a gift.
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