Mono threw it off at the beginning of the month, the side effects still are prevalent, but like earlier “Still Fighting It”

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
two roads diverged in a wood, and I –
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.

-Robert Frost, 1916.

SOTD: Coldplay- Don’t Panic- Parachutes

Currently Reading: Lord of the Flies- William Golding.

Just finished: The Chocolate War-By Robert Comier: a great novel; that really makes you want to question and post the question can I make a difference by simply saying no. No matter the decision or therepercussions, the strength the adolescence have is great.  Another piece of work comes to mind thinking about this: The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S. Eliott.

It’s a new start for many.

This blog will follow a loose format. I plan on focusing on media (news, sports, social networking, etc.), art (music, photography, videos, etc.); to name a few.

Please feel free to coment, or offer suggestions.

Quote of the Day: “Make the most of yourself, for that is all there is of you.” Ralph Waldo Emerson

As kids we are told to have our lives planned out, when really we have no clue now as college students really what to expect with life. Nothing is certain, its no longer black and white; its now full of different shades of gray; we fight the change, we expect so much more out of ourselves yet we are unable to keep afloat half of the time, its hard; and its something that we all hope to see come out positive in the end. As Ben Folds tells us in his song “Still Fighting It,” It hurts to grow up.