John Andrew D.

Gamboa 01/23/2023
11-STEM April Eunice Quintero
My Ordinary Life

Every day is the same. My routines are the same. I am the same. Everything looks the same.
This is my life throughout the years.

In kinder I woke up, got help to get ready, walked to school holding hands with my mom, walked
to school behind the same fences, the same walls, got picked up and went home. Same story in
middle school. I woke up, got ready, walked to school, behind the same walls, and went home.
And this continued for years. Why did everything have to be so ordinary?

In high school I woke up as usual. Got ready. Went to school, but weirdly this time it felt
different, I felt a bit tense, a bit nervous. I went to school as usual but something was different.
The path looked the same but it was much longer and much more different, and the walls were
not the same. Something felt out of place but I went home as usual. Three years passed as I
was behind those walls again. The same walls. It all became so ordinary once more.

As I walked to class, I was greeted with a morning smile. I responded "good morning". Was it a
good morning? Maybe. Maybe not. But what I did know was that it was all routine. Every day is
the same. Days became weeks and weeks became months and I soon realized that one year
had passed, but one unusual day became different. It was not like any other day. Not ordinary. It
was a new feeling just like the one from before, it’s not getting better

My ordinary life became grayer for every new day that came around. The days that I've always
followed but didn't really care about had started to bother me. I wanted change. Or did I really?
Maybe the ordinary wasn't so bad, Maybe I was just complaining about the things that didn't go
my way. It was eating me away, the answer is in my head yet I can't get it out, then I stopped
and looked forward as I say just another day

The hardest part was that I didn't know what I was looking for. I started to despise each day that
I had to go through. But then it hit me. The things I do, I just keep repeating them over and over,
time after time, constantly, repeatedly like an endless cycle. I made a slave out of myself then
quarantine hit. For the first time in my life, I had time to myself, I had time for others, to discover
new things and even after quarantine I only had to go to school for 3 days. It was the best but I
know it won't last.

I've learned to be free but a thought came to my head, as I looked around, people had dreams
and ambitions, people wanted power, money, wine, family, love, a lot of things. Everyone
needed something, everyone wanted something, everyone had a job, some things that they had
to do. They all had something they were drunk on. They were all slaves to something. Was I
truly free? Are we truly free? Perhaps, perhaps not but our future is something we get to decide
Don't be like me

EACH DAY IS NEVER THE SAME.

You won't meet the same people if you are open to getting to know those "unknown" people.
That person may become a close friend or maybe a partner. Each day is never the same.
Different things happen every day and some may be similar to the previous one but it's never
really the same.

EVERYDAY IS A MYSTERY
You'll never know what's going to happen when you wake up. Embrace the day and make it
your day. Being open-minded means that it's easier to see and embrace change and
experiences!

DON'T WAIT FOR SOMETHING TO HAPPEN

Instead. Shape your day. Create your life. Take control. You are the writer of your own life and
you can change it if you put in some effort. Humans have since back in history been afraid of
the unknown because it brings change, and that is scary because we never know what it
contains. It's easy to give in to our "safe" and comfortable life, but if you feel like you want
"change", you need to embrace the world and what it has to offer and create your own story!