Books, High School, and Dreams

It's where the nerds get bullied, the average gets dumped for a hottie, the best of friends fight, and the rest were just...invisible. It's where the best soccer player asks the shy girl out, the school's basketball team wins a game against mean, buff guys, the wallflower gets chosen as the prom queen, and the rest enters that particular season where everyone just seems to be so deeply in love.

It's like a nightmare. But a pleasant one.

Reading posts on your school's page about the same old "THIS vs. THE OTHERS" (stories, jokes, etc.) does not seem that entertaining anymore. Are these most of the posts I'll be reading there? Logging in to one your accounts transports you into another realm - a world where girls rant about what they want their guys do for them. Sure there are pages containing less drama which are rather interesting but my dashboard's filled with those kinds of shit but I'm guilty of reblogging because those posts I can relate to And so I moved to my Blogger account where only my world exists and I can modify it into whatever that suits my taste.

I needed an escape. This is one of the many times I wanted to enter a perfect world, where music is in perfect harmony and colors are in balance. A dream, perhaps? Then I begin to return to my comfort zone, a story that just exists as a dream today. But a very vivid dream. So vivid that recalling it is like having that same dream again...awake, yet I do not want to wake up. Soon I'll find myself trapped again, wishing that things go back the way they used to be because I want to live in that now-imaginary world.

It works the same way with the books I read - creating an imaginary world and living inside it.

I'm sure you've heard that life is about choices; it's like driving in a path full of crossroads. But you have to get off the road and pull over once in a while or you'll get sick of driving. Stretch your arms up. See the amazing views, don't forget to take pictures! Then buy a souvenir.

Get away from reality and dream. Be the princess. Or be the heroine. Do some magic or slay some beasts. Play a sport. Dance slow. Fall in love.

Finally, get back in the car and start driving. You don't want to get stuck in that dream and delay your travel, do you?

Because there's so much more to see.