Hey 'ey 'ey! I'm going crazy. It's fun though in a way I guess. It's been awhile since I've felt so many emotions going on inside of me all at once. It's like as if I've tricked myself into laying dormant and the realization of it is starting to come out and burst...well, maybe not like a firework sort of thing, but more like lava oozing out. Finals are coming up....I can feel the hours slipping away. Today was my last day for classes, so it's kinda weird knowing that I'm almost at the home stretch. Is my first semester of college really almost over? I'm still trying to believe it. Seriously. I still remember all the conflict that I'd experienced both internally and externally concerning what it is I want to do with my life, which by the way, something happened the other day which someone jogged my memory...it's been a long and steady process, everything really. One by one, they come back: the people, the memories, the emotions which I thought I took care of that still remain in my heart, in my mind, in my soul. Okay, that's starting to sound like me, and yet, not like me. Lately, I've been calling it something like "my earlier self" or "my past me" or etc. etc. Because even though I've gone through this, feeling as though I haven't changed, the truth is, I don't think I am that same person I was in high school. No, I know more things now, and yet, knowing more things just makes me realize that I don't know EVEN MORE things. It's true what I've been told: the more you know, the dumber you really are. In order to obtain knowledge and self-discovery, you must always be searching and asking questions. However, when you finally do find answers to what you were asking, you let all the results sink in and then wind up with more questions. It's like a continuing task that will never quit until your death. Which, I guess is true.