Lend me your ears, and tell me what you think

Where are you? Not physically but mentally. Are you where you want to be? I’m not. I’m stuck in a part of life that can’t be sped up. I’m at a part of life that you have to do every thing perfect, or something close to it, in order to move on and not be kept back by the brick wall of decisions gone wrong. If you run into the brick wall many times, like I have, people will come to help even if you know that what you are doing is bad or not good. They will make the decisions for you no matter what your maturity level is.
I am a true free spirit; I don’t sit for nothing unless I chose to sit through it. School has been the worst for me. The same thing year after: get up, go to school, sit through 8 hours of what seems like paint drying, then come home to just sit around. Sound like fun doesn’t it. Thirteen of it has made so dull like watching grass grow. You see growth but it takes so long to see it and some times you don’t even see until you measure it.
This type of life has caused me to think abundantly about what goes on in my life. One main thought that stays in my head is why I don’t remember my childhood. Yes I don’t remember anything from birth to about 8-10 years old. I remember small things like what my school looks like and some of my teachers but I don’t remember the good times I had in elementary school. Like parties and field day and Earth day and all the other things that happen in elementary school that kids have fun with. Also my mom, Clora; aunt, Dessie; cousin, Desirae, and I all went on a cruise. Sound like something every one would remember right, wrong I don’t remember anything except when we were changing ships and walking across the bridge. It just feels depressing how I don’t remember all the good times.
Now back to people trying to help you pass those brick walls. I’m not saying that they are a bad thing, just in my life I am more independent from all people I should be connected to. Maybe it’s the free spirit thing I have going on; jumping from one person to another, or maybe it’s the unstable (or maybe to stable) life Clora has given me. I’m glad she gave me the exposure. Now I need either stability to stay on course or not to go off course. This one reason I’m choosing to become a Navy SEAL.
Their reputation holds true. They are the best of the best being able to complete missions on sea air and land hence the name SEAL. This career chose will give stability and change in lifestyle. The travel, danger and suspense are what I going in for. Money is a close second but not a big issue. I could get paid 1 dollar a day I would still do it because of what I will get out of it. The leader ship training and physical fitness is enough to live for.
I told you a little wisdom and I leave you with this: don’t let anyone tell you what to do. Make sure that what you are doing is what will better you as a person and can be commendable. Don’t make STUPID decisions and mistake. As Navy SEALs say “pay attention to detail” don’t look over anything.