My Notebook

In the world of Rirrim, we live as our reflection. I suppose you'd say everything's backwards, but for us it's forwards and you my friend are the backwards one. We drive on the left side of the street, and the stop sign reads "pots". It's quite difficult to explain this world, because our characters are reversed. Through with this small poem you may understand a bit more:

We read from right to left, though for you it's left to right,

It's rarely ever dark here, we are gone without your light.

We cannot help but copy and mime what you say,

The ironic part is once you're gone, we're allowed to stay.

As long as you look in our world, you'll see for you behind,

To be quite honest, I spend most of my time waiting. Waiting for the cars to clear so I can cross the busy street. Waiting for the bell to ring so I can get to the next class, only to wait again, and again, until the day is over. Waiting for my homework to be finished, so I can get on the internet, which I am desperately addicted to. 

Even when I'm not waiting for something I'm waiting. I don't spend 3 hours watching YouTube videos because I'm lazy. I do it because I can't do what I really want to do. I have ambition. I want to be an actress, or a singer, or a songwriter, a screenplay writer, an author, comedian, director, editor, editorial cartoonist, or a sound technician for crying out loud. I want to go into film and theater. 

For now I have to wait till I'm old enough to get a job.

So I can wait to have enough money.

So I can wait to buy the right equipment, along with a car -- which creates more things to wait for, like a license, and money for gas, and all those grown-up things like tags and insurance -- so I can wait to go to university.

When I get to uni, I'll have to wait till I'm experienced, then graduate, then move somewhere to get a job. 

What am I supposed to do in the mean time besides wait?

Plan? Practice? 

Well let's say practice.

I should probably get a guitar...

Hmm... that takes money...

Which I won't get without a job...

But I can't work till I'm 16...

I haven't played in a while, so I should practice a bit more once I get the guitar...

Then I can perform at the cafe uptown...

But I still have to wait...

and wait...

and wait...

Then I'm always waiting for the weekend to come, or the next holiday, or for summer. Stores do it, too. The decorate weeks in advance, then swoop in with the next one when that one has passed. We are constantly anticipating the future so we forget to appreciate today.

If you focus on making today the best it can be, tomorrow will be worth the wait.