"IZ"

This song is inspiring.

It can turn the worst of days into gold.

Listen.  Truly listen.  Live & breathe it.  Believe it.

Something Uplifting.

"Here's a secret,

you get an opportunity for a second chance

 everytime you wake up in the morning."

-X.

"Desperation is the raw material of drastic change.  Only those who can leave behind everything they have ever believed in can hope to escape."  -William S. Burroughs

Life as I am living it. Day one.

As I am approaching the close of my freshman year of college, I think to myself, "I would like a re-do please, a re-do of this entire year."  Almost instantly, you, my reader, have learned three things about myself.  One, that I am in college.  Two, that I am close to no longer being a freshman in this university.  Three, that i have regrets and disappointments.  These are three very stable facts about myself.  Perhaps you asked why I have regrets.  Well, don't you?  Please be honest, I hate to hear people say, "Of course I don't have any regrets.  If I didn't make the mistakes I did, or make the decisions I chose, I would not be where I am today."  This is all fine and true.  However, what if you made a mistake you regretted?  What if you knew that if that mistake hadn't been made, you could be somewhere else in your life...some place better and more joyous than where you currently are?  Now think about your life.  Think about the daring actions you took, may it be law-breaking, heartbreaking, a test of strength or weakness.  If you had not made this choice, how would your life be different than it now is?  Now then, do you have any regrets?  Let me tell you of my own.  First, I regret moving to another state to start college, to leave behind all that was familiar to me.  Second, I regret not setting permanent goals for myself.  Third, I regret abusing the freedom that was generously given to me.  Fourth, I regret not getting angry with myself when I knew I was placing myself in the line of failure.  Fifth, I regret giving-in.  I am disappointed with myself, guilty, slightly maniacal, even depressed.  This, readers, is the story of my life.