where will we go when stars don't shine any more? What will we do? Will we still dream? Will we still aspire? Life is so endless in so many ways. But it begins over and over so often. Nothing is ever the same. Every breath. Every sigh. Is different.

I'M A QUITTER.
i was raised by quitters.
you become what you see.
i'm playing the victum card.
but most projects i start i quit.
my oldest brother quit college twice.
my other brother quit high school. and dont get me started on what he has failed to complete.
my mother tried to become a US citizen and failed for lack of.....
my father i belive failed to completly grasps the english language.
i was raised by quiters and i must fail to not stand out. i must lose my motivation. my insperation. lifes too complecated. ill find the easy way out. taking a job that has no heart but all it has is earge to be something else. and always searching for the time to relax. always streesing over what will come tomorrow.
no i dont want your life of example. yelling out of anger is not apart of the life i want. maybe i need a new life of example. ill grow up n be someone you didnt dream up for me. im sorry to disappoint but i have my own dreams to find.

I became a major screw up this semester. I let my emotions fog my vision. I allowed my self not to do anything productive for my self. I became so passive. I completly wish i could go back and shake my self awake. But that has passed. I can only look fwd. Hopefully after summer i have changed for the better. Hopefully i have a job. So i must become more responsible. Less passive. More motivated. Maybe I'll finally find what i need. Possibly I'll change. That is too much to ask for of just one summer. But maybe I'll finally grow up.