sarah’s blogs

I have changed a lot in my life and if you look back at me in a few years from now, you will see a completely new person. because seasons change, same goes for people. what i used to be is not what i am and what i am has nothing to do with what i will become. my life is my masterpiece, some parts brighter then others, some parts more clear, but for the rest, it waits to tell a story of its own. I have come to realized it’s best to say goodbye to what people want to hear and hello to what people need to hear. It’s best to forget what’s pleasing to the eye and start with what’s sensitive to the ear. Later on, the only thing that will truly matter are the eyes you see through, whether you view the world through a dull black and white or through the lustful colors that they truly are. When I look into the mirror where people only see the good, I will see the bad. I will see the flaws that make me perfect. And I will see the mold that I left unfilled for I’d rather be mocked for my beliefs rather then applauded for everyone else’s artificial assurances. And at this young age I have learned that individuality is earned, not given.

You look down at them to see how much you have grown. You look down at them to see the scars that were made. And they tell you how much your personality has grown and show you how well you have healed, because you’re feet can take you far. You look down at them and see where they can take you. They take you to the places where you are capable for success, where your dreams lay, where your soul sores. You look down at them and see where they have taken you. They have taken you to the places where you have grown up, where your life began, where your memories unfolded.

I look down and I see a future, for I will walk until my distance is satisfying and until my dreams have been long passed by. I will walk until my life is fulfilled.

I started this student blog in early September of 2008 when I entered the eighth grade. I have come a long way with my writing, from cringing at the thought of sharing my pieces to using my talent to reach anything that is thought of as being incapable. But sadly, this is my last post: my last post without a reason, my last post without an identity, my last post written by a fifteen year old girl without an imaginasion.

“so goodbye to saying what people want to hear

and hello to saying waht people need to hear.”

Hello to a new blogger, hello to a new start, hello to fearlessness of the outside world. Hello to a young girl’s dreams and opinion. My writing will carry different meanings for different people, but they will make you stop, think, and open your eyes to a new way of looking at things. I’m Sarah Castellano and my voice is finally ready to be heard.

What makes us cry?

     The other night I was thinking about what really makes people cry and I have come to realize that the memories we hold can cause our eyes to water up and our hearts to sink to the bottem of our guts’. Whether the memories are good or bad, the tears are from happiness or sadness, the thought is positive or negative: they impact the way we feel.

We cry over the memories of pain that we hope to never relive. We cry over the memories of suprise that we never expected such a good thing.

     The reasons you cry always depends on how you look at the situation, but no matter what, tears are tears and a side of us never wants to have to whipe them off our faces.

We all want to judge someone by their intentions because they are usually to do good, but if you have intentions without actions, it’s pointless. If you have actions to work with your intentions, it’s worth it.. to take the first step and open the door.

I judge people by their actions because if in their heart they hope to make a difference due to their intentions, then there will be multipal actions until the goal is fulfilled. Their first action may fail, but they will try and try again until that difference is made and the door is unlocked.

“Because intentions are like dreams, they aren’t there to be thought about; they are there to be done and believed in.” -Sarahf09

From living my life day by day, breath by breath my view on who i was as an individual changed in a blind of an eye when i was told this:

“We are all here for a purpose and I’m just figuring this out at now. So don’t miss out on your purpose by not being ready, because if you miss out, the world misses out on something really great. So be ready.”

Even though they are just words they have an impact, the range great or small depending on the listener. But to me, they completely changed my world. If you don’t know who you are, how can you live your life, because everything we do, everything we think has a unique pieces that only you can bring to the puzzle. So step back, take a breath, and open your eyes because we all need to sort out our own questions on our own life. Those answers will reflect you, those answers are you and your purpose: dont let the world miss out on you.

The world would be so much better if people set aside just one of their opinions and just met a persons personality and wisdom rather then their skin tone, body shape, or appearance in general. And if people just thought of everyone equally, then life would reach a new level: a level where we could forget about racial discrimination, forget about looking better then the person next to us, forget about worrying about excepting your looks, but start excepting your soul. It would cleanse the body of any unsureness and start a new chapter in the lives of everyone. Is that a possibility, or is it past our grasps above our heads.

Before i can even attempt making a difference in this world of ours, i need to open my eyes. i need to see the different views on life. i need to see the true colors of the world. In order to accomplish my dream of peace, i need to be able to except the fact that things can only get better if they get worse first. To help someone else, you need to help yourself by knowing that you make a difference Whether it is big or small, it’s a difference and it changes not only your perspective, but others as well.

Life has many stepping stones and one represense different dreams, hope, and fears. And once you have taken your second step, you can look back and see your memories.

The New Year has come and so had new hopes. Whether they be a less polluted surrounding, a safer neighborhood, more smiling faces, or a physical appearance change, they all mean something to someone. And mine means a whole lot to me, it is my purpose in life.

Every day I wear a peace necklace, not to make a fashion statement by as a remembrance. If we all try and we all believe, the world can be at peace. And Juan Mann, my hero, symbolizes that. His simple idea to give simple strangers a hug, just to brighten up their day, has become a world wide accomplishment. Day after day, Juan would go out to public cities holding a sign that read “Free Hugs” and get passed my laughing adults that see right through the meaning of his actions, until one single women brought a bit of hope to his heart. One hug. One hug is all it took for this man to grow a meaning. A banned was placed on the loitering with the Free Hugs sign. He needed ten thousand signatures. Juan managed to get them all not because people liked him and got a few laughs, but because he had a purpose and he wasn’t willing to just give it up and move on.

A brighter tomorrow is possible and I’m going to follow in Juan Mann’s footsteps. He has brought it to my eyes that without hope, there is nothing to live for. And without a heart filled with passion, there is nothing but a dead soul. ‘A simple heartfelt idea that makes a beautiful statement of the spirit of our humanity.’