Category Archives: Passion
Leaders don’t follow the pack. Leaders make their own choices and create new legacies. Leaders are different. Leaders aren’t afraid to go against the grain. When everything is going bad, that is when leaders are at their best. While everyone panics, they are poised. To be a leader, you have to be able to handle blame, fight through adversity, and bring your team together. Leaders step up in the toughest of times and bring their teammates with them. The leader doesn’t have to be the best player, but rather the one with the strongest mind and the most heart. Leaders are the ones who want it the most and will not take no for an answer. If your swag is heavy enough, you will have followers.
Everyone’s aiming for the top, a feat that not everyone will get
But me? I’m addicted to success, it’s the nicotine to my cigarette
And still I fail sometimes, which throws me off track
But my basketball-like ambition always keeps me bouncin right back
Haters love it when I fall, then get on they’re job when I rise
Giving me false encouragement and some how making me believe all their lies
They get me when I least expect it, so now I’m down, but not out
Cause I get right back up, wipe them tears, and ignore all the doubts
The trick is to stay focused, distractions they only distract
And when life gives you a little trouble, it’s all about how you react
The key is to seperate, and only mind what really matters
And never stop climbing, success is a never-ending ladder….
No man has been through so much and still been able to live with a positive outlook on life. The man was born in the early 20th century, persevered through his tough childhood, and became an Olympic track star. With so much potential, Zamperini’s legs were taken from under him with the start of World War II. His fighter plane was shot down, and he and two other men were stranded on a raft for the next 40 days. When it seemed like it couldn’t get any worse, the raft landed on a Japanese Island and he was taken in as a POW. For the next three years, he was beaten and abused. After the war came to an end, he was finally able to return to his country.
As he spoke to my high school this past week, I was truly amazed. A man that has been hated on so much throughout his life, still loves the world. A man nearing the 100-year-old plateau, still astute as ever, portrayed that hate only hinders mankind. By forgiving all the people that inflicted harm on him, and continuing to display grand acts of kindness to all, he is the perfect American Hero.
I look at my past and the decisions that I’ve made
I’ve made so many mistakes because of the stupid games that I’ve played
But it’s time to buckle down, yes I’m ready for a change
I’ve got a few priorities in my life that I want to rearrange
Focus is a must, especially when you’re chasing after your dreams
When you start to climb you notice the top is higher than it seems
So I got a little lazy, and decided to take a break
But I know I have to keep it pushin, I’ve got way too much at stake
The sad thing is that I got comfortable because I wasn’t in last place
But I can’t continue to remain complacent, it’s about time I pick up the pace
And it’s horrible how most people change when it’s way too late
But I’m gonna jump the gun so I can determine my own fate
I can rest when I’m dead, so I’ll work harder now instead
So when others are in bed, that’s when I’ll make my move ahead
I’m tired of ordinary, I’m searching for unique
Failure is played out, success is what I seek
But maybe I’m too weak? It’s about time that I get strong
The fire has been ignited that I’ve had inside me all along…
I’ve been through this already, I thought that I was done
I feel as if I’m fighting a battle that I’ve already won
I told my self it was over, the storm had finally ceased
But for some reason the strength of the storm decided to increase
So I’m sitting here confused, trying to figure out the cause
I’ve been working so hard to cover all of my flaws
It was all just lies, as I look up to the skies
I open my eyes, and suddenly I begin to realize
I was only in the middle, so I had way much more to go
So it became dull, which once had a glow
My journey is far from over, wish it were a lie
The storm was not over, I was just trapped in the eye…
Unattractive. Smelly. Gross.
So how you might ask can these be art?
With Global Inheritance’s annual competition, artists are asked to design 96 gallon trashcans into captivating masterpieces. The finalists are given huge black bins and have no limitations. The possibilities are endless as the creative juices flow. I had the wonderful opportunity to be selected and greatly enjoyed designing the trashcan. The ability to help a great cause and also express myself artistically motivated me to participate in this contest. This past month, all 50 cans were on display at an art show in Los Angeles and also at Coachella, a music festival in Indio, California.
Beautiful. Innovative. Mesmerizing.
All the wonderful things I had heard about it could do it no justice. All the articles I had read and the people I had talked to could not accurately depict it. This school is heaven. From its thousands of untouched acres to its advanced facilities, Stanford IS the college for me. Out of my eight college visits, mostly on the East coast, Stanford stood out from the rest. The atmosphere is just different, the people are just friendlier, and the way of life is just better. The school’s inter beauty, fresh air, friendly environment, and unmatched academic success are second to none.