So what is life? Is it one opportunity not to screw up? Is it just another book, each year or day is another chapter? Is it the songs that are sung? Is it the quotes that are said and recited? Is it that one brave person to step up to the plate and take charge?
I was biking home today and I think life, sometimes is just a math class. When you are born, you are handed a pencil, a piece of paper and a really big eraser. When you have died, you will know if you have had a good life if you eraser is gone.
At every struggle and hardship, your math problem gets longer and you are expected to know how to solve the never ending problem. At one point, you are handed a calculator. At a good time in your life, like a graduation or a promotion, or even like a trip, you can push the simplify button and the problem gets easier.
Life is what you make it. It's not in the hands of your best friends, stereotypes, you parents or even God. This is your life and you need to do something about it if your math problem isn't going anywhere.
I wish I could leave Chapel Hill, just for a little while. Not a week but like 3 weeks or a month. So I can have some breathing room. I need to leave have some fresh air, some space and it needs to be somewhere where I can fly to. At least a 4 hour flight. Because there is no need for me to be here. I want to get out.
Lets see... my knee hurts. I have allergies so my nose is running. My head is pounding.
Life is better.
I have two weeks of spring break!! Well, really I only have one BUT my sisters have off the first week of April and I have the second off. I'm going to San Francisco at 6 am Sunday morning. Whoop Whoop! Guess who is physicked?!?! I AM!! So happy. Sleep.....
Song for today: Fight Club -- This is your life