Dec 09, 2004 18:33
I find myself with so many choices. So many paths that I can walk. I love it. Damn people, we're living! The night sky, the morning mist, the cold crisp days. Everyday, I feel like I have a chance to make myself a better person...or worse. I can choose to be a bum or become a doctor, engineer, cell and molecular biologist, and the list goes on. I remember saying to my parents that I never asked to be born and that they just made me because they wanted to have a kid and they never asked if I wanted to be their kid. Right now, I thank whatever it was that made me, me, and whatever it was that made me my parents' child. I may not be the smartest, most athletic, the world's most beautiful, but I am made of my parents. That alone makes me one damn fine person cuz my parents are some damn fine people. They piss me off and I piss them off and I'm sure I've made them regret that they had me, but I will become a person that they will be able to one day say, "She pissed us off, drained our resources, crashed so many cars, was a lazy ass, but she's our daughter and we'll do everything the same if we had a choice."