Monday, January 16, 2006

Here I Sit

Here I sit in my room, in school, in London, in Britain. I sit staring at a screen, the screen on the laptop given to me to do my work on. I have spent this evening finding out about the effects of diabetes, as if somehow knowing about it will further what I can give to society. No, I am nothing but a digit, yet another strait A* GCSE grade. Purely to increase the schools reputation so that more people will come and sit here trying to find out about diabetes. Looking around my room I see my guitar and amplifier. Just one of the things I keep here to stop the realisation that what I sit here doing every night will have no effect on anything ever. Everything around me; down the hall; down Victoria Street; all of London was built so that we can kid ourselves that everything is a fine. The reason we work, vote, sing, dance, play, bully, cry, read, write, go to parties, fill our days with hundreds of menial tasks is just because it’s what people have always done. This is what we will always do; people say that they will climb the highest mountain, run faster than anyone ever has but it’s been done, maybe not as well but people have been climbing and running since time begun. People can’t accept change; our country is run by parliament which has always been the same. You can choose: low taxes, expensive services or high taxes, cheap services. Right now I could think of a million ways to improve our country but I’m a minor and because I haven’t lived as long as the rest of the country I have no rights. By the time I have lived for enough time to get to a position of power, I will have been crushed by living for so long in such a naïve and ignorant world. So I have been told to sit up, get on with it and not ask questions. By abiding I will one day grow up to tell someone to sit up, get on with it and not ask questions. This is it. What more is there? My future may seem unique but it will be one that some will have done before; a lawyer, a rock star, an actor, they’ve been done. So here I sit, insignificant, finding out about diabetes. I, Max Owens, have been done before.

Don't worry, i'm not always this depressed but exams and coursework get me down.

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