Unfinished Sentences - Autobiography

Marisha Perry
2/5/07 6th hour
Unfinished Sentences

I usually worry about… my future. I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up and I’m secretly terrified of leaving everyone behind for something bigger.

I feel angry when… nobody understands me. When I’m sure of what I need in my life, my parents always seem to disagree. Just because they’re parents, doesn’t mean they know what’s best for everyone around them. I just boil inside when I don’t even have a chance to explain my case, and I’m completely dismissed.

I’m moody when… I have a bad morning. My entire day is just off and everything seems to go wrong. Some call it waking up on the wrong side of the bed. I call it waking up and everything bad happens. I swear, on those days, every single thing that happens can change my mood completely. It continually goes to a high to a low in seconds.

I’m happiest when… I’m around my family. We are so goofy when we’re all together, and it’s just so fun. We are so open about many things most families aren’t. Our conversations and personalities are so raw when we’re all toghether. It’s refreshing, and I feel at peace with myself.

I feel confident when… I listen to upbeat music (when I’m in the mood for it) that I can relate to at the time. It usually ends up being country or chick music. I feel less alone at what I’m going through in my life, get a huge burst of energy and I feel on top of the world! Like I can conquer anything.

I feel frustrated when… I don’t understand something. Math has always been a struggle for me, and when I don’t grasp a concept I feel tortured and I almost drive myself to insanity. I can’t stand it.

I feel depressed when… I look back on all my memories of my childhood. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love recalling old memories, but knowing that I can never have those moments again in my life, depresses me. They’re just memories after all, warm and happy as they are, but the simplicity of that time in life has faded. I’ve grown up, and so have the people around me.

I am comfortable when… I am warm in my pajamas. There’s nothing better than nestling up next to a hot fireplace, in my pajamas, bundled up in a thick comforter. Whether I fall asleep or listen to music contently, I could lay there for hours.

I feel nervous when… I’m out of my comfort zone. Most of the time, it takes a lot for me to reach outside of my zone. And when I do, for no real reason, I get all shaky, fidgety and I forget to breathe. I’m definetly not a fan of being nervous.

I feel sentimental when… I dig into my “special” box. It holds letters or objects that trigger strong and meaningful memories. I love to run my fingers over them and hold them in my hands. When I do, the story of that object rush back to me. I feel the old world surrounding me, and I remember.