Hey guys!
My goal of 5 page views was absolutely smashed! So far, I've got 36 page views! I'm really proud of myself. On another note, my exams start tomorrow and they stop next Friday and even though I'm feeling a lot better about them now then I was a couple of weeks ago, I'm still slightly worried. I'm more confident that I'll do alright and I'm not worried about doing badly but I can't help but feel the pressure.
In my drama class at school, we're studying a new topic of absurd theatre where the characters are really abstract and none of their lines or movements make sense to anyone. The main themes explored in this style is the meaning of simple things such as why there are 7 days in a week, or why the world turns and why life exists. I'm really enjoying this topic because it's sort of like my mind in a play. I'm really weird like that and I have a lot of questions that are similar to these. For instance, I've always found it hard to understand why mosquitoes and those gross little millipede things exist. As far as I'm aware, nothing eats them as their main source of food and they don't produce any important stuff like honey or fertiliser so why do they exist? Maybe I'm just being silly and they actually play a massive part in the world and I just haven't figured it out yet.
Anyway, with this new drama topic and the stress of exams, I'm starting to question my meaning. I like to think that everything happens for a reason and during my time on this Earth, I'm going to accomplish something that will change the world in some shape or form. For a while now, I've also thought about questions like whether my life is somehow different to other peoples. For all I know, you reading this could be an alien or robot made to make me think I'm normal. Maybe my life is like a story and I believe that I am a normal human being and I become the most famous person in the world and all along, I live my life like a normal person. Couldn't that be true though? Think about it. You don't know who I am and this could just be written by a robot. You could have stumbled across this post for a reason and its going to tell you something very important or change your mind on something. Whatever that is, I don't know. Maybe whenever you look at someone new, you'll think about what I've just written and question their meaning like I do. If you're a real human that is...
But that brings me back to my main point. What is the point of stressing over exams that are potentially meaningless? Why bother working? Why does life even exist? Why am I writing this when for all I know, no humans will actually read it?
That's the kind of random, crazy person I am deep inside.
Maybe everyone's like that though?
Maybe I'll never find out.
xx Teen Blog
