Everything seems to be falling into place. Granted, falling seems quite dramatic to describe a life of serenity.
I read somewhere that “love takes hostages.” It’s true. Once it grabs you, blindfolds you from the world around you; the ransom is your heart. But this is America and America doesn’t negotiate with terrorists. Love is a risk. It’s like telling a stranger what’s your kryptonite; it’s deadly.
But life is never without risk, never without doubt, and fear. If life was forever happy, then it would be boring. Even though the bad sucks, it puts life into context and context helps us appreciate simply living.
BMW X6 M … M for awesome of course.
4.4-liter TwinPower Turbo V8 engine. 555 horsepower, 500 lb.-ft. torque
0-60: 4.5 seconds
Curb Weight: 5,324
O, and it’s an SUV … that only seats four.
It’s late. Well, by late I mean early, like 1:58 am kind of early. I’ve got homework that I have no desire to dive into, especially after just getting caught up Thursday afternoon. Granted, a small break every now and then doesn’t do much harm.
The semester is making me realize my strong distaste for all things scholarly or literary. Honestly scholarly pieces of work are written by people who are unable to function in society; hence they create a job for themselves that does nothing to advance human culture, yet instead hinders the learning abilities of college students.
Anyways, it’s getting late-er, or early-er, or maybe it’s just time for bed.
Best? No, but getting there.
The professors at school are less than stellar…more a long the lines of lackluster – to be completely honest. This is something that is making my life not necessarily difficult, but a major nuisance nonetheless.
A professorial headache?
There is work tomorrow, followed by homework. Just another usual day. Agent K 😀
Also, it’s less than four months before the Pony is back out on the road, and that, my friend, is more than enough to look forward too…o, and Agent K 😀