Naasir Bonilla, Life

Life by Naasir Bonilla

i opened my eyes on November 27th, 2007, and I had never ever been more appreciative of my accomplishments . But in comparison to the others, who had no chance to grow up as a person normally would, makes me feel not good . It’s unfair to others who have no childhood, who have no trace of their essential purpose of entering a life of change, to undergo an abnormal amount of change but still strive for greatness in the end . The chances of actually succeeding in doing so are never really certain . Life is like a sculpture . It is only represented by the shapes, shapes that would’ve never been sculpted if it was never meant to be . Life could be empty to some, but it is never just nothing . Life cannot be life without the many issues many encounter as a result of a simple amount of change . As I develop into my early adulthood, I would be in college or possibly ending college . I would possibly be attending some public college in the city, but I really want to do something that relates to my mentality . I want to go to Parsons, but it is a private school, and I clearly cannot afford it as of now . Can I imagine myself having enough money to do so? Possibly . If not, I developed some alternatives . I would like to do something with engineering . This includes fixing machines and participating in public works . I would like to do something with architecture, where I have the ability to develop, make buildings and such . I would like to do something with photography, where I could capture a significant feature in society that may only be important to me . In my fifties, I have no clue what I will be doing . Possibly retirement from whatever . My last days I wouldn’t want to think about, especially since I never specifically thought about those moments at least once . All I know is that the people who actually have been with me from birth and have held my hand through life won’t be present at that time . Life is just perfect, with lots of imperfections of course, where the outcome is always, always uncertain . But may the result be always, always expected .