now that school is over

They say that after high school your life really begins. Well I say screw that. My life began as soon as I realized that everyone is a potential...anything. People can be enemies, friends, loves, neighbors, and yourself. What makes these people so great is that you haven't met them yet, haven't shared their jokes, loved what they've loved, and been close to them in there hardest times.
Is it to much to ask if I can make you the center of my world? The reason I live, the place I return to, now that I think of it, ya it kinda is.

But lets get to the point.

While I was filling out my application for Bed Bath and Beyond (I will refer to it as BBB from now on) I found myself thinking, "don't think about things that are unnecessary." But you know me, I am a fool for reverse psychology. So as I sat there with a blank expression on my face, pen in my hand, I turned to the dark side. I asked myself one question, "If I had one week to live, I'd..." That's it! The only thing on my mind for half an hour was that statement. I kept thinking "SHUT UP! FILL THIS DAMN THING OUT," but as I touched the pen to the yellow parchment, my brain drifted into a catatonic state. (Catatonic is my favorite word...ever)
With one week left, the things on my list are things that, without the constraint, I might never do. First I thought of People, the sad things, and the imaginary grief. But as a large group of homosexual men walked into the store, I couldn't stop myself from laughing. So there I was, chuckling to myself, looking like an idiot, in front of what I hope to be my future co-workers.
My sadness had died away, just like their ability to be strait, and I began to think of the positives. The fact that I would miss my friends more than I was scared of dying hit me first, in a wave of realization. No offense, but I don't think I would tell any of you if I were dying, its such a bummer. I guess I would play it off, have a few parties, live it up while still being close to the people I would lose. "No! Stop what your doing and turn this stupid paper into the lady up at the desk." I thought quietly to myself. Those destructive thoughts are ruining the way I look in front of these people that have no idea who I am, other than, I want a job. That's when I realized it. You can't keep safe what wants to break. I didn't really want the job, not for the conventional reasons anyway. I don't want things to change. I don't want to lose the bliss and happiness that I have in my boring lifestyle, why should I change what isn't broken. I don't know, I'm a cog in the machine, gotta do what you gotta do, and all that BS. Whatever makes me sleep through the night.

Now we can all become best friends
-Taylor