sometimes when i feel like i just want to slack off and say, screw that, i just want to pass. something comes along and guess what, i'm suddenly so motivated. i can't wait to get off my ass, get out of bed, and study the crap out
of my notes. it's not that i find what i'm studying terribly interesting.
it's just that, its the means to an end. an end that i am very very passionate about. an end that i lie in bed at night, stare at the ceiling and dream about.
an end that i want so terribly much to come through.
one day, my dear. i will be leave my foot prints on the moon (metaphorically, of course. i have no interest in going to the moon).
*note to self: stop gorging on cake.
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