Man I'm high off life, fuck it I'm wasted!
As this monday approaches, and I get closer and closer to taking that direction on the road of life that leads me further into chemistry, I get a little more anxious and excited every single minute. If it werent for this killer backache that I have had over the last couple of days, I would be on cloud 9.
I realized earlier today that the injury occured right when I was dragging my desk into the apartment. Sure the desk was light, it only weighed about 75-80 pounds, but dragging it up 3 flights of stairs as quickly as possible is what probably hurt me. Of course after realizing that my back didnt give a damn about pain killers, I applied some hefty coats of flexall and throughout the day I have begun to feel better, although it hurts very very badly.
But high off life, I guess being down here in a new area, leaving behind everything that was annoying about life is rather soothing to me. Although theres many things I love about Detroit and will always appreciate about OU, I very much realized that OU was not a place that fosters intellectual growth. That type of experience only comes from the great residential campuses. Its something that I see at Vandy, Fisk, and TSU. A lot of schools at home had it, but OU really wasnt one of them. Im high off of life, because I know that I am about to embark on something very good. Something fun. Something completely scary!
To quote myself "You must continue to grow and to challenge yourself, although comfort may be an amazing feeling, it is as dangerous as an idle mind." After reaching my potential at OU, I am excited about starting all over and soaring to new heights.
The last thing I guess Ill think about is my life at ONSP, I remember how great it was to be an OGL, and an OA. The great OA experience, because everything was new and it was just us OA's and Dawn for most of the year. Now that was a team. Then I think back to the misery which was being an OI and how much my growth was impaired by that experience. It was pure hell. I think that at some point we all reach our limits and full potential in life and that it is important to not let others make you think otherwise. When its over its over, and its never coming back.
"Fly and fresh to death"
I realized earlier today that the injury occured right when I was dragging my desk into the apartment. Sure the desk was light, it only weighed about 75-80 pounds, but dragging it up 3 flights of stairs as quickly as possible is what probably hurt me. Of course after realizing that my back didnt give a damn about pain killers, I applied some hefty coats of flexall and throughout the day I have begun to feel better, although it hurts very very badly.
But high off life, I guess being down here in a new area, leaving behind everything that was annoying about life is rather soothing to me. Although theres many things I love about Detroit and will always appreciate about OU, I very much realized that OU was not a place that fosters intellectual growth. That type of experience only comes from the great residential campuses. Its something that I see at Vandy, Fisk, and TSU. A lot of schools at home had it, but OU really wasnt one of them. Im high off of life, because I know that I am about to embark on something very good. Something fun. Something completely scary!
To quote myself "You must continue to grow and to challenge yourself, although comfort may be an amazing feeling, it is as dangerous as an idle mind." After reaching my potential at OU, I am excited about starting all over and soaring to new heights.
The last thing I guess Ill think about is my life at ONSP, I remember how great it was to be an OGL, and an OA. The great OA experience, because everything was new and it was just us OA's and Dawn for most of the year. Now that was a team. Then I think back to the misery which was being an OI and how much my growth was impaired by that experience. It was pure hell. I think that at some point we all reach our limits and full potential in life and that it is important to not let others make you think otherwise. When its over its over, and its never coming back.
"Fly and fresh to death"