Imagine this...You wake up, and the first thing you ask is "where am I?" You dont remember anything, but theres this nagging feeling in the back of your head that tells you something important has happened. You dont remember it, and everyone ignores it. If a tree falls down and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound? If a memory is lost, and no one remembers it, did it ever exist?
I'm just a simple person. Everyone calls me Ochibi, and I don't mind. Over time, I've grown accustomed to it. I'm not some special academic person, or some really good athlete, although I can play a bit of tennis. It's just me.
And...I have dreams. You know? Like, the ones where you think about what you're going to do, or who you're going to be in the future. Maybe, someone important? Maybe, the next Nobel Prize winner? The owner of 3 Oscars? Well, theres the simple answer, "You're simply going to be you in the future..." and then there's the "You can be whoever you want, as long as you put your mind to it." That quote up there. Its unfinished. Its supposed to say...Reality is too cruel, too brutal. I don't even have the right to dream anymore. And I feel its true. Reality, is not as awesome as everyone wishes it to be. It's harsh, and unforgiving. Although, there are some things that come up every once in a while, that really make it worth while.
There are many things that I really like, and then there are things that I can't live without. For one thing, my computer. Nah, I'm just joshing you! But I love my computer. I can find out just about anything through the internet. I can write stories. I can even illustrate some of my ugly artwork.
I really like my friends, that's another thing. They are most likely always there when I need them. Although, sometimes...whenever I feel the worst, there usually isn't anyone around that I can rely on. Oh, the Irony. How Irony must be laughing at me. How fate must be laughing at me.
And then, there's that one special person that makes you feel like...the best thing in the world! Its indescribable, and it varies from person to person. Someone can spend a lifetime searching for them, and sometimes they can't find them. They think they have, but it's only a false sense of actually finding them. I'm not saying, everyone should divorce and find they're right one. I'm just saying it's hard. I mean, billions of people in the world, and apparently, only one of them is your perfect match. I wish the best of luck to you all, especially to me.
Its just a journal
Its just my journal that I write it.
Katsu no wa Hyotei.
"Ikkyuunyuukon!" said Ohtori Choutarou as he served the ball hard and fast over the net.
Prince of Tennis is my seme. <3