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Being someone who has never really liked everything staying the same, leaving highshool and entering into a new chapter of my life does not only bring me joy and happiness but, also a sense of well being and maturity. Throughout my years at Elgin, I had some bad times and some good. Mostly good. I am excited to start off my next chapter in Victoria (UVIC) making my way to Montreal (Mc Gill) where I'll be living in the place I belong, the place I've always wanted to live in with the rest of my family and friends. Change doesn't scare me because we all know it is inevitable. What brings me fear is not knowing the outcome of my next few years however; at the same time I am now filled with excitement knowing that what lies ahead is not only going to shape who I am for the rest of my life but at the same time allow me to meet new people and make new connections. That is what life is for, change, beginning, and ending. We can't all stay the same so why try? 

That's interesting

Sitting at my window pane all I have to look at is the rain.


There is nothing interesting about sitting at a window pane but, looking outside at the rain, 
watching every drop crash against the unforgiving pavement. 


Thats interesting.


As I sit at my window and watch the rain plummet towards its death somehow, that amuses me. 


Thats interesting.

What do I want?

What to do? Where to go?
What do I do?
What should I do?
What are the things that make me me happy?
What are the things that make you happy?
Wait do I live for you, or do I live for me?




I ask myself what I want though what I want wont bring me any revenue. I ask you what you want, what you want for me and everything you say puts me in the highest regard with a lot of revenue coming in.
I wonder what I should do to make myself happy, I ask what you want me to do to make you happy.

I guess it'd be different if I were different, if I didn't want to live for what you had set out for me, if I had the guts to stand up to you and tell you what I really want but, I don't. I don't know what I want, I don't have the guts, I don't I don't I don't. That's all I can really come up with when I think of possible answers to my questions, I don't and I can't.. I want to but I can't, but, I will.....

Work

Recently I've realized that hard work really doesn't pay off. Working all day and sleeping for what one could say pretty much all night really takes away from the special things life has to offer. So really, when someone says hard work pays off, it really doesn't, yeah sure in the long run you'll make more money or go further in your schooling but how many people who actually work really hard take the time to "smell the roses" one could say. What kind of hard working person would walk down the street taking in the outdoors for all the beauty it has to offer. Most hard working people I know are just looking for the next thing to get to work on, the next thing to spend extraneous amounts of time on. Well, actually I guess there are two types of "hardworking" people in this world but in the end they're all the same. Working hard is good  but only to a certain point. There is a fine line between working hard and hard working. When someone is being described to you would you rather them be described as working hard, working when the time permits allowing for other things to intervene in their lives making them a well-rounded person or hard working, working till the point their hands fall off and their brains turn to mush until they can't do anything else. Therefore, leaving them with nothing? I'd prefer to be described as working hard, work when the time comes and play when the time permits to play but, hey that's just me