Its 12.34am ( how timely ) and I am sitting on my bed thinking about too many things... with the right kind of music, reflections come easy....  

I spent a good of my day thinking about my years in school, thinking about the girls i am going to mentor and how it was like when i was in school. 

I thought about the friends around me, the ones that changed drastically, the ones that remained the same, the ones that are so far away but provide me with good sound advice, the ones i miss terribly and the ones that changed me. Its sooooooooooo sad ....

I thought about my next two weeks in september.

1 ) How did i let myself get so busy ? and where am i heading after this ?

2 ) Am i going to be able to get through the next 2 years of constant stress ?

Maybe being busy is a good thing, it keeps you away from thinking about too much things, being constantly busy prevents you from slowing down in life,

Being busy challenges me to the next level.
Being busy keeps me away from office politics, family politics. 
Being busy takes me away from thinking about relationship problems.

Being busy gives me a reason to hide away from the rest of the world. Maybe that is what i need.. a break for a while.