So, a thought just popped into my head...What am I going to do with my life when I'm sitting in my forensics class at college, and I realize that I've been living my entire life up until this moment, and now that I've reached it, I don't actually know what to do with it. So, I ask my professor and my friends, and my parents, what they thought/think when they came to the same moment that I have just reached. They'll answer me in the only way that they see fit, that they had a different situation, but that they got through it with integrity and determination...but what does that leave for me? They tell me that it's just a phase, and that it'll pass soon enough, but for me, that end can't be seen. So I diligently walk around with a chip on my shoulder until I finally realize that what I'm doing to myself is completely counter productive, and when I finally do realize this, it's almost too late to save myself. . .and when you think about it, it's really a bleak look on the life ahead.

So what's to be done? Do i wait for the inevitability of life? Or do I take life by the horns and fight it till it drops? I'm trying to find the middle ground. . .I'm kinda failing. . .Still, I think that I've accomplished something when I wake up in the morning and realize that instead of laying in bed until noon, I get up at 7, pull on some sweatpants, and walk outside into beautiful Topanga Canyon, and take a long walk down to Mimosa, grab a coffee, and walk back home for a nice cold shower. . .well, at least I think I've accomplished something. . .

Maybe I'm just dreaming when I think about how accomplishing something only takes getting up with the right attitude, but I think it's something beautiful to wake up with the fog and mist, and take it all in as something wondrous and amazing. . .or maybe that's just me. . .

Anywho, the whole point of this lovely, long journal of mine, is to pose the question to all readers out there. . .Who actually reads these silly things!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! (those of you that DO read this all the way to the end, I'm sorry for having wasted an enormous and priceless moment of your time, and thank you for actually reading this still, stream-of-consciousness-blabber of mine all the way through, and ask that you kindly answer my question. . .if it's not too much trouble. . .then again, that might just take up more time. . .lol. . .)

This is what happens when I'm bored, in a coffee shop, with wi-fi. . .I can't wait for college. . .the more the merrier!

hahahahahahahahahahahahaha. . .