Just read Felicia’s blog. The post on regrets, life, and everything in between.
…It’s been a while since I’ve used this thing.
But yeah, I can relate to how Zach and Felicia feel. You see people around you; more often than not, close friends of yours, that seem to be ready to take on the top of the world. They climb mountains, make money, form relationships with foreigners of distant lands, are known by almost everyone that matters in the world, and win contests of all sorts. They seem to have a professional hand at everything they do; be it academics, sports, or any sort of recreational activity.
And I know how heart-wrenching it can be to see someone outdo you at something you thought you were good at. Even worse, is when you know that they don’t need to be good at what you do, but you need to be good at what you do. Because at the end of the day, people like us only have those things to hold on to. The go-getters have a list ranging to the infinite.
I used to think I was good at writing. Then I met Joanne. I used to think I was good at frisbee. Then Annei and Shaun stepped into the pitch. I used to think I was good at parkour. Then Ken and Jay came along and did what took me 2 months to do. I used to think I got good at drums. Then I met Sam Saw.
It’s painful. It really is.
There’s no worse pain in the world than knowing that what you thought was good, turned out be average.
And of course there are regrets. You think about why you didn’t pursue all these things sooner, or put more effort into them. You think about why you quit something while you were still making progress. You think about how you just let other people run your life. Worst of all, you think that all these excuses are okay. That “Oh, well, I’m just an underachiever.”
Those kinda thoughts bring you lower than any insult can.
…This is not an instructional post by any means. I have no idea what I can say that will make any amount of regret or pain go away. Truth is, I don’t know what can myself.
Instead, this is a shoutout. A really lengthy version, of “Yeah, mate. I hear you. Me too.”
“But stand tall. The best thing about realizing all this crap now, is that we have the rest of our lives to start the chase anew. And now that we’re older, and wiser, and stronger, our chances of succeeding are so much better.”
It’s harder than anything not to follow the herd. You hear about everyone going to Taylor’s next year for instance, and the first gut reaction is to find a course there just to be in the crowd. But what I’m asking now is what I’ve been asking myself this whole year:
Am I gonna be happy in the long run?
High school is stupid. We chastise each other for being geeks, nerds, jocks, and popular people. We want everyone to be just the same amount of pleasant, and have the same limits to their interests. Sure, it’s funny, and entertaining, but peel back the layers, and what you’re really chastising them for, is for something they like doing. Society, in that way, sucks.
Now, I might very well not succeed in my dream of going to Lasalle College next year, but hell, at least if you see me at Taylor’s, I can tell you that I tried. And trying is important. I know that now, but I didn’t know it then.
‘Cuz when you think about it, if everyone you’re close to in high school died right after you signed up for the same college, how much of a jackass would you feel like? Worse still, if you signed up for the same course.
…So if you just read all that, think about it. What you want. Doesn’t matter what your friends say, or what your parents think. Doesn’t matter if everyone else in the world is standing up against you and your dream. Your job, is to plant yourself right next to it, and nurture it.
Even if the rest of the world tells you that you can’t, shut it out.
I say you can, and by God, you know you can.
Plenty of time for regrets when you’ve reached the top, mate. 😉