you see right through me

230 am... finals week... day 1. awesome...

this is what i look like right now... even with my glasses on you can still see the bags forming... which is why tomorrow the glasses wont come off... i plan on looking like hell all week and being cracked out on caffeine... if i crash, so be it, but this week is much too important to just get by... i must get these things done ahead of time... my goal is 1120 on thursday morning.. then its golden for a month....







"i am the master of my fate, i am the captain of my soul"

those words are beautiful and even more so in french. which is what they will be in when they are permanently inked onto me forearms... i just feel inside that everything in life is determined by how much control you have over yourself... you create your destiny, which is why i believe in karma, everything you do creates your outcome... which is why, sometimes, it pays to be selfish, but at the same time you must create positive pathways for others to succeed in their own journeys...

Je Suis le Maître de Mon Sort

Je Suis le Capitaine de Mon Ame

french is just so sensual and beautiful... it brings new life to words... even if you dont understand it... it is still soothing and beautiful...

there are many things that are important to me... and fate is one of them.

so when i die at the age of 35... i will have succeeded in everything that i dream of. i dont plan on growing old... i dont foresee anything past the age of 35... and some people think that is scary and weird... i think its natural... some people see themselves growing gray with the one they love, i see myself living a fast and fulfilling life with people who love me... and going out in style; with a bang. 

that is all.