19th Feb 2014
Wednesday // 9pm // 2 weeks ago
So even if years later we aren’t kissing each other,
Girls will still taste the love we had"
Shit’s crazy. In the span of a week my perspective on a lot of things have changed. It was a complete mind-fuck. I thought I would fear the change but I’m embracing it. I just can’t wait to actually get my life started. I want so much out of life and I’m lucky enough to have a man that is willing to dream chase with me.
For now, I gotta get this schoolwork done. 2 more weeks and my undergrad career is over! :D
Almost every choice I’ve made in my life has been to please someone else. As I’m sitting her trying to write a paper on the differences between male and female prostitution, I can’t help but think that the reason I am sitting here is solely because I want to give my parents the first college degree in the family. I entered college without direction, confused about what I truly wanted to do, and knowing that I was already burned out from my high school’s rigorous college training. Now that I am in my last semester of undergrad, I look back and see so many things that could have gone differently. There were decisions that would have turned out differently. I don’t regret striving for a higher education. I just wish I would have been given the time to really figure out what my passion was for. I am now 22 and still don’t think I have the slightest idea of where I want to go. I wrapped myself up in the idea that I needed to finish school without really thinking about what I would do once the four years were up. Undergrad just reminds me of that elementary school game ‘Mercy.’ I’m callin’ it.
Mercy, mercy, mercy…