I remember how we used to say that we would do just about anything for a good piece of pie. I always hated pie, go figure. Today i still don't know the place that i belong. It is all good though. I used to really enjoy math, it was my favorite class in school. This it has become my worst. I think that i just don't care about it anymore. I still understand how to do everything. But i realized that knowing about vectors and limits won't really help me a whole lot. WHat can you do as a math major. so i figure i'll move out to the west coast and become a surfer bum for the rest of my life. Thats the way to go.
I am the biggest coward in the world. I can't ask for what i want. Do i chose not to, or am i really just the stupid loser who can't get over himself for five minutes. It all falls on me. I'm too demanding. I am never satisfied. I find pride to be a person's greatest weakness, but i can't even escape it myself. Maybe someday though, maybe someday