Right, here is the thing, I am currently without any faith in humanity whatsoever because I don't believe what has happened to me is humane. I will tell you my story: I was a poor as in (yet to have achieved anything) college girl. I had just stepped on the dreamy world of having hopes and aspirations. before, I had lived each day on its own thinking that was what i will ever hope to get, the safety of living each day and managing to survive and not fail.

When I got accepted to the college of engineering I thought to myself: "Oh, I must've done something right." and it was my first choice so you can imagine how content I was with myself.

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TO BE CONTINUED

Why do we read? That's the question for today. I used to read because I found pleasure in it. I also read, to know more about a certain topic. Knowledge and pleasure combined.  

Sometimes you have to acknowledge that things are fine, and try to seek reassurance in the phrase: "things are going to be fine." if you're still breathing then you're fine. :)

If you're having a nice time where you can just READ while enjoying a good cup of coffee. That's a good thing, you should be happy.

if you're doing well in school and or work, that's a sign of things working out and being on the right track.

Be fine, be well, and be happy.

I am going to graduate.