I was cycling on my way back home today, through the park near my house and i thought to myself briefly..'people that did nothing with thier lives get forgotten, nobody will ever know they existed'. I know this is an obvious little analogy (or whatever you want to call it), but it is very true, and quite scary. I dont want to be forgotten, i want to be remembered! I dont want to die and just be another skeleton in the ground. Wether this sounds selfish or 'big-headed' i dont know..but it makes perfect sense.
For starters, i know im not special. Atall. Just another person. So i found it understandably hard to think of something that i could be remembered by, something to leave and hopefully imprint SOMEBODYS memory.
I know anything is possible, and so i will start to write this blog and hope people come by it and start to read. And if that fails, then i will sure as hell find something else.
But for the time being, i am a 16 year old girl attending full time ed at college. Taking Media, English Lang&Lit, Maths GCSE and Sociology. Theres not much to me, i just have my own opinions. I DO care what other people think of me but i think someone has to be naive to not care.
Some hate me, some love me..and some just don't know yet :S