My platter of thoughts

Oh my, it's been a while. Can I just use an easy excuse that is seriously the most accurate? Well, it's Summer. The time is forgotten, the date doesn't matter, and the length of days depend on my mood. So here is my blog post...
P.S. I wrote this in the dark of my car while waiting for my brother to get off work. I was listening to Lil Wayne's album The Carter III and felt like a fish in a sea of sharks. Maybe that will help you interpret what I'm attempting to say. There's also going to be two entries since I wrote these on the same night, yet they differed.
Entry 1-
Humans have a lot of pressure. Daily we have to get up and look presentable. We have to seem happy and carefree every day. And with all of this, we have to make not only ourselves happy, but everyone else. What kind of world is that? That's absolutely ridiculous. But, we do it. Every damn day. Instead of only doing what we want in order to make ourselves happy, we change what type of person we truly are inside. Rather than laughing, we wear blank facades, and we do this with the goal of hiding our real emotions, dreams, disappointments, and desire. Yet, we have so many pressures. But all of these pressures are simply applied to ourselves. With these expectations that have developed from society, we live happy lives. But the incredibly ironic part is that society is not simply a thing. It's us! It's not the government, not corporations or propaganda. Okay, so maybe that's what conceives these ideas and convinces us to act the way we do, but who leads these things? We do. We, the people. WIth that said, what kind of people are we if we not only have developed this, but worship this idea?

Entry 2-
Brick after brick, we develop a building. A building that will soon house lives and be a part of making memories.
Day after day, we build a life. A life that will be filled with happy and cherished moments. Some moments may be rather regretful. During one of the last days of our life, we will only think of regrets. Whether it's about regrets of what we did, or what we didn't do. Either way, how many people are truly 100% happy with their lives? I've met no one. With this realization, how do we still do nothing with our days? Every day we do the same thing with our day, and we expect to fulfill dreams? If you're only working for one dream, than I guess it makes sense. But ladies and gentleman, I have way more than simply one dream. I have multiple. And I am absolutely determined to fulfill these. And for this reason, this is why I will not do the same thing every day. I will not simply walk through my days as if I had any to waste. Days are truly precious... How are you going to build a house when you're missing bricks?
You can't.