Sorry about the lack of updates or posts. My computer power cord died and so did my computer for four or five days, but I'm back and we'll be making updates more often as I can. Thank you for reading and hearing what I have to say on different things.
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Sometimes I feel like everything in life is playing out to a certain way. The mistakes along the way are simply speed bumps in the road. The dreams we hope for are merely billboards on the side of the freeway and we cruise a pathway from point A to point B, or death. Growing up, it seems, there are these expectations made for you without even considering the desire of the person living that life. If your father was a high school basketball star, then he expects you to enjoy exactly what he liked. You grow up in a certain belief and the weight put on you is to do exactly what they tell you. Graduate. Marry. Produce offspring. Die. It's the cycle, but what if that child, growing up with friends that enjoy something different than what's expected, decides that marriage isn't what is immediately desired. Maybe someday, but what if that child wants to travel, or provide service, or gain as much education as possible? What should we do about these children doing what they want, especially if it's to help people, or become knowledgeable, or understand the world that surrounds them? Shouldn't we put an end to this free thinking way of living? That child will experience a great deal and learn more about what the true definition of love is; they will become independent and better people if they pursue these dreams. A person who dreams of becoming a musician should always have the goal of becoming professional, but not throw everything into it, necessarily. Dreams are to be had, not strewn about in the wastes of life. Travel, write, read, play, sing, speak, inspire, teach, reach, learn, dream. That's what life is about; the little things that make us more human, more real, and less robotic.
I know very well that yesterday was the first day of school for most people, but today is my first day of classes and I want to make some changes. I don't want to be the one sitting in the depths of the darkest corners, I don't want to be the one person in class that doesn't talk to anyone. I want to make friends and know people. I guess it's time to start fresh. I could spend this and the following two semesters alone, unnoticed, but when I go to Korea, if I'm like that, it'll be hard to enjoy my time there. So maybe today is the day I start talking, start emerging from my crevasse. I pray I can do it. Wish me luck.
As we move fiercely into the new year, stop and remember. Remember the past because it makes up your whole self. Remember as nostalgia grips your sweat-coated hand and drags you into the memory you only half recall. The song I will never get tired of. 2013 is over and 2014 has begun, but please don't use the new year as a reason to become something new, to chase after the dreams or hope you've always wanted. Constantly be striving to be a better person, not just around the beginning of January. Pursue your dreams all the time. That's what life is about, finding your abilities and exceeding them, rather than waiting around wasting life around only to try at the new year. It's not meant for that. It's simply the start of a different year.
2013. What happened this year? Well I went to the University of Utah, experienced two jobs, traveled to the wonderful land of the Philippines with my buddy, Joel Clark and passed a hurdle called Biology class. Along with that, I've learned a lot about myself. I learned that I need to travel and experience the world. One of my biggest joys in life is learning the untold stories of people in different places. I love learning cultures and languages and histories of an area. I have determined that I have a lot of travel ahead of me, including Mexico, Korea, the Philippines again, maybe Hawaii, Seattle, California. One day I might travel to Ireland and Africa. Also, I learned that love is extremely important to me, however, not yet a goal I have placed in mind. I've learned a lot about the Philippines and that no matter what, I will always love the Philippines and do all I can to help and show my support for the people of those great islands. I've learned a lot in the past year, but I hope to gain better and more fulfilling life experiences in the next year. Here we come 2014.
Pedro, known as Peter, stood at his car, staring emotionless through the window, his keys in hand. Without thinking, he unlocked the door and sat in the drivers' seat. He didn't move for several moments. It may have been 5 minutes or 5 hours. He didn't really care. The weather was warm enough he wouldn't die if he sat in his car all day and throughout the night. Finally he turned on the engine and drove home.
Earlier that day, Peter was getting ridiculously upset with everything. Maybe he was right to, maybe he was overreacting. Either way, he felt helpless. He was the only Mexican in the school and maybe in the town. The place he grew up in was a typical white community, full of rednecks and conservatives. He didn't mind most of the people because he grew up just the same way he did. At an early age, his parents had abandoned him and he was taken in by a Caucasian family. As far as he thought, they were his real family. However, he was Mexican in a white community with no ability to speak or practice anything of his culture. He had never been taught, so he simply pictured himself as white as everyone else. Others didn't seem the same way, however. He didn't know how much people meant it, but he would often get called "Spick" which he learned the meaning quickly. They would tell him to go back to his own country. Even the people he called friends, would make jokes without even realizing it. It seemed to be that those jokes occurred more often when he was present. All Peter wanted to do was get away, but didn't know where to go. He didn't fit in. Today and tomorrow are special days for the world. As it seems, the world turns its attention from busy work days, selfishness, and typical lifestyle to focus on the Christmas season. Those people that seemed so focused and distracted take time to buy gifts for others and give to the less fortunate. However, during the chaotic rush of this season, we all need to stop and think about the purpose of why we celebrate Christmas. Even though it's nice to receive gifts and spend time together as family or friends, the true focus of Christmas should be Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ entered this world in humble circumstances and lived a life of greatness. From the stable to the cross, his life was always intended for the benefit of others, our benefit. Living as a servant to others, he taught the world how to love, teach, live, and treat others. Even in his last moments, he was mistreated and crucified on a cross which now is a symbol to the world. He died so the world may receive his word, his gospel and come unto him. He died so that each of us may obtain eternal life. In this season, let's remember that our savior, Jesus Christ, gave us the greatest gift. He gave us life and the chance for life eternal. Merry Christmas! December 21, 2012. One year ago. What accomplishments or things have occurred in my life. Last year at this time I was in my last semester at Snow College with no job. However, I made awesome friends while I was there. I moved back to Sandy, enrolled at the University of Utah and began my first semester there. Along with starting school at the U, I also began work at the U in the Custodial Services. My experience at the U was enjoyable and I finished a semester, left work, traveled back to the Philippines with my buddy, Joel Clark. After my vacation, I buckled down and worked all summer to earn money for school. In the fall, I began my second semester at the University of Utah. In that semester, I met up with some old friends, discovered and watched the falling away of an amazing Filipino restaurant, and learned a lot of great stuff. In my second semester at the U, I took a class through Snow College, parallel to my regular classes and finally passed my Biology class after three tries. Now I'm sitting in my room, typing a blog about how things change even in one year. The world didn't end. It still has a while to go. There are four more days until Christmas. So, I guess, Merry Christmas.
She wears the beauty of all seasons,
Strewn about the traces of her smile. Her eyes peer with a powerful glance Penetrating all presence of grief. Where is she now? Where is that grin? The glow which touches and blesses. Give me light. Guide me to the beautiful way. She trails with an ambiance so great, Delicate and gently, yet swift. Four Moons call her, hear her. She unmasks the weary from their pain Drawing forth much mirth As each smile offers strength, hope, and love. |
AuthorMatthew Petrucci characterizes himself as a kind and friendly person. Writing, music, and any sort of artistic hobby suits Matthew as entertainment and enjoyable. He embraces close friendships and remains true and loyal to those who take him in. Archives
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