Growth
Ive had an interesting year. I've lost two people that were too good for this earth. I've gained someone special. I've been hurt. I've been betrayed. I've been left alone in the dark. School, don't get me started on school. I coast by because I know I can. It makes me sick to think about how I wasted my abilities or certain opportunities. The future is not promised, I know quite a few broke geniuses. A few of my friends lost their minds, some gained them back. I've been threatened, angry, cold, hungry, lonely, scared, happy, strong, uncomfortable, indifferent, comfortable, among other things...I've grown. I've grown into a more controlled logical man. Someone I can be proud of. Yet, I have to work on a few things in my life....my constant procrastination, need to always be right, my crave for attention (middle child syndrome), my insecurities, and most of all my pride. Thomas Jefferson once said “Pride costs more than hunger, thirst and cold.” I've learned this the hard way quite a few times and I'm sick of the same lessons. Class is out ladies and gentlemen...