Time

Yet again 8:30 rolled around a lot faster than expected. Now being late for my English class I can honestly say has not been my fault yet. All 5 times I have been late my ride, my loving mother, has been to slow out of the tub or still doing her hair so that we leave late and then everything gets behind. I blame hitting the red light on the fact we left 30 seconds late cause of red lip stick. I blame being stuck behind the semi on the 1 minute spent on reading that last line in the paper. But what all this blaming made me realize is to number 1 chill out cause as my mother has pointed out I can get up an hour earlier and take the bus if I want to and number 2 that I have now become a slave to time! We are all slaves to time...We give ourselves deadlines and kill ourselves to meet them. I truly wish we could just do things, no timelines involved. You know go to bed at 3 in the afternoon one day and midnight the next day. Go to classes when we feel like it, make phone calls whenever, work as long as we feel is needed at a time that works for us. This I know will never happen but from this day forward I am no longer going to be worried about being at an agreed meeting place 5 or 10 minutes later than preagreed. If I get there I get there...Life, it isn't a forsure so why should we abide by what is convenient for everybody else, its here for living and time shouldn't constrict us to when and what we do!! LIVE IT TO THE FULLEST...YOU ONLY GET ONE!!!!

"Life's a bitch, then you die...might aswell have some fun while your here!"- my motto!