03 December 2003
I possess entirely too much sense for my own good.
By good, I mean an exciting life. Lately, what with all the stress of finals, I've been contemplating so many what-ifs. What if I dropped out of college? What if I just gave up? What if ...
But for every what-if, my sensible self shoots back a retort. If you dropped out of college, what would you do? The rents would hate it and would most likely disown you. If you gave up, you would have wasted your life.
Oh, I've thought of other, more drastic what-ifs. But these result in the same sort of responses.
I really don't feel like I can express my true thoughts on here.
Melancholy piano on Evanescence's "My Immortal" makes it a must-listen.
By good, I mean an exciting life. Lately, what with all the stress of finals, I've been contemplating so many what-ifs. What if I dropped out of college? What if I just gave up? What if ...
But for every what-if, my sensible self shoots back a retort. If you dropped out of college, what would you do? The rents would hate it and would most likely disown you. If you gave up, you would have wasted your life.
Oh, I've thought of other, more drastic what-ifs. But these result in the same sort of responses.
I really don't feel like I can express my true thoughts on here.
Melancholy piano on Evanescence's "My Immortal" makes it a must-listen.