I was thinking about it... This is so not where I was suppost to be. In high school, I thought at this point in my life I'd be living in New York city, singing in night clubs and trying to make it as a writer. What the hell happened??? I realized somthing the other day. My favorite poem "The road not taken" by Robert Frost. I have to clear something up here... I'm not one of those people who claim this is their fav. because they have never read/understood anyother poem. But I really love this poem and have been reading his poems for years. Ok now that that's out of the way. I realized... I took the road that everyone takes. I've done what I'm suppost to do. And I'm in a feild the has very little creative aspects to it. I hate this...