A quarter mile at a time

March has finally arrived,which in turn means there will be more quiz,more midterm and more assignments to be handed in.Suddenly for instance i realize i have been wondering in this world for 20 years.20 years full of tears,laugh,stress and joys.If i recalled back everything i did in the past,i felt that i have never ever plan ahead what am i suppose to do for most of the time.Subsequently,i have to bear the consequences when i mess up the whole plot.Regardless of friendship,academic result,love and family,i think i certainly know i have screw every part of it.Of course i will start to regret afterward,but i do realize i have never changed the way i'm even till now.It's not that i don't want to change,it's not that i don't want to get accepted by my friend,get acknowledged by the crowds,get adapted into the community.It's nothing personal,it's just the way i am.Until now,i finally understand,i live my life a quarter mile at a time,i don't care the fucking impression others give me,i don't deal with bullshits,all i want is to live the life i want,to choose the route where not many will go,because for that short critical period,i'm free......