Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Question of the Week

I'm doing some research for a story about 10 things that won't matter in 5 years.

When you were in high school, what do you wish you would have realized wasn't going to matter in 5 years?

If you are still in high school, what do you think won't matter in 5 years?

Your input is so valuable to me!

7 comments:

Ames said...

name brand clothes. those do not matter at all. but they sure did in high school.

K.M. Weiland said...

Twitter.

Which is very sad considering how much time I spend on it...

banderclip said...

other people's approval about you. It doesn't matter then or now - just the Lord's.

Anonymous said...

The people I thought I wanted to impress. They matter as people, but my ability to impress them doesn't matter at all. And I agree with Ames--the clothes I thought I HAD to have--five years later they were considered the dorkiest things ever!

BJ Hamrick said...

Ames - I totally agree! I remember too, even though I was the token dork!

K.M. - I know, right? I tell myself Twitter is building long-lasting relationships (it eases the guilt)... time will tell!

Christy - That is SO true. Acceptance feels so important!

Anonymous - Oooh, a mysterious visitor! I've totally been there with the clothes and the impression.

You guys have been incredibly helpful! Keep the comments coming.

Debra said...

What won't matter in five years after high schol?

What everyone thought of you. I mean, obviously in high school no one wants to be known as girl with perpetual wedgie.

But it just stopped mattering (is that a word?) to me when I was in high school. I stopped letting other people define me. I stopped letting their signals determine if I felt loved or valued. I turned to Jesus instead and that's been a-mazing ever since. : )

Just my random thoughts on the topic! : )

Deb

Anonymous said...

i spent so much time worrying about saying something stupid, wearing something dorky, doing something to ruin my image, that i just kinda stayed locked inside myself through highschool. i was so afraid! turns out the stupid things i said were pretty funny or not even memorable, and who remembers what anyone wore back then (i mean...AFTER i burned all the pictures), and really my image doesn't matter a hoot! turns out i'm pretty uncool and Jesus loves me in my dorkiest most damaging to my public persona moments. and there are many of those. but no one remembers all those things i stressed and stressed about! beth c.

I know all about waiting--for the right guy, for high school to end, for my boobs to come in (two out of three ain't bad).


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