I schedule for classes tonight. I'm not excited nor am I depressed about it. I'm in the middle I guess. SEB is talking graduate school. I haven't even graduated yet. I don't know if I want to be anymore intelligent than I am right now. I feel fine with my smartness. I am centered in my intelligence. I don't know if I want to waste 3 more years of my life just to get a certificate that says I paid for my education and finally earned a Ph.D. Why? Why not? Why? I'm in debt already. I just want to be free from all these burdens. I've spent 16 years of my life in school classrooms. When the hell do I get to enjoy life? I'm not all about money or making it big. I just want to get in my car, drive down the road, and not think about anything else other than having my ass some fun. Carpe Dium or Diem for those who feel the need to correct me. I am not from the tribe of ambitious people. The only ambition I sincerely have is finding my own little shack to pass the days in. I don't yearn for anything fancy or overdone. I simply want an ocean, some bongos, and maybe a bowl to smoke every now and than. Am I wrong with my choice? I think not. We each must decide what will give us happiness. For me it's the lazy life of drifting about. SEB will be let down by me. It's not a big deal. We can't all share the same dreams or wants. If we did the world would be completely dead and boring. She'll be fine. I feel like calling K later. I'm fighting the urge. I don't know why, but that kid is getting in my brain. 4 more weeks and the semester will be over. Practically 9 more days. That I am happy about. I hope I get in good classes next semester. I hope I pass the ones I'm in now. Hopes. Hoping. Hope. Done.