Sunday, October 26, 2003
The Score
165, 93rd percentile, and that's good enough for me. I've got column a and c filled out, now I just need to bring up my GPA and I think I'm looking at a top 20 law school for next year.
Saturday, October 25, 2003
A beautiful walk
It's kind of like a long, beautiful walk to no where.
The road keeps winding, you stop along the way, you think you know the end. You do not.
The sights distract you, and though you admire the beauty that surrounds you, you also know that you can never be a part of it. Time is fleeting. Your time is short, and in the end you are just a slice of what is, what has been, and will be.
Along the way you realize this. Not caring anymore, you live for the now, for the experience. You run, you cry, you laugh, you love, you lie, and in the end you live. The sum equals the whole.
Above all you fear. You fear missing out. You fear losing. Above all, you fear being alone.
In the end, you just want someone to share your slice of time with. Time spent together passes lightly, time spent alone is hell.
And so, at the request of a friend, I return to posting.
The road keeps winding, you stop along the way, you think you know the end. You do not.
The sights distract you, and though you admire the beauty that surrounds you, you also know that you can never be a part of it. Time is fleeting. Your time is short, and in the end you are just a slice of what is, what has been, and will be.
Along the way you realize this. Not caring anymore, you live for the now, for the experience. You run, you cry, you laugh, you love, you lie, and in the end you live. The sum equals the whole.
Above all you fear. You fear missing out. You fear losing. Above all, you fear being alone.
In the end, you just want someone to share your slice of time with. Time spent together passes lightly, time spent alone is hell.
And so, at the request of a friend, I return to posting.