The internal struggle

It's the internal struggle of the voices,
Of what you should do,
what you want to do,
and what you will do.
The ungoing conflict between yes and no.
The carefully and hastily placed bricks of your future.
Maybe we're young and we can make mistake after mistake
with little consequence.
They say live in the moment,
but when do we start thinking about tomorrow?
Let alone the rest of our lives...

Dear Syracuse University,

I'm sorry it has come to this but it has come. I'll try and sugar coat it and break it to you easily.... while you may have a charming campus and beautiful academic buildings there are some faults overall. Here are some but its not limited to those mentioned.

-You are unorganized (I don't know what the fuck I'm doing... I'll elaborate. I don't know what classes to take and no one has helped me thus far. I didn't know how to use balckboard or turnitin, no one taught me. In general there is lack of guidance and support within the university)

-Getting a job is hard on the university. I applied for over 8 jobs on campus, finally I got a job, no thanks to anyone. I found sujobopps by myself and applied by myself, no one helped me. Oh and when I finally do get a job you unsucessfully notified me of withdrawing my permission for work study. Oooppps, thanks a fucking lot.

-Also this is more a pet peeve but what's with all the god damn school fucking spirit? I'm sorry I don't look good in orange, and personally I wouldn't support our teams if we had better school colors. From the few athletes I've met well they were total inconsiderate cocky assholes... I know your job as an institution is to educate your students however would it kill you to produce people the larger population of the world can stand?

-Also I find laundry annoying. I'm not some stuck up privelaged kid who's never done it... but every time i do have more than $5 dollars in my bank I decided hey why don't I treat myself and wash my clothes. HOWEVER every time I try to change my money the machine in my dorm is out of service... are you kidding me? Which leads to some over top struggle for quaters. Oh then I find it depressingly humerous when I do find the exact amount of quaters to do my laundry and the machine eat my quaters. Nothing better than half damp jeans on a cold fall morning.

I'm sorry it has come to this however it has come Syracuse University... I would claim it is me not you however I find myself to be an opptimist and I could hold this in no longer. What I'm saying is maybe we need to take a break, we're not breaking up but you got to get your priorities in order.

Sincerly
An SU student

Let me fly.

You want me to be independent.
To be free.
To make the most of me.
Well don't clip my wings,
tie my feet,
or cage me in.
You took everything without even a word,
not even a half assed apology,
not a letter of notification.
You didn't dare look me in the eye.
My wings have been clipped,
my feet tied.
You want me to be independent but insist
on doing so with letting me fly.

WHAT TO DO BEFORE I DIE

WHAT TO DO BEFORE I DIE

Go Skydiving

Get Married?

Jump off a Waterfall

Find a Place to Call Home

Ride the World's Fastest Roller Coaster

Win and Yell "Bingo!" at a Bingo Hall

Find Love

Learn to Speak Arabic

Send a Message in a Bottle

Learn to Speak French

Work for a Relief Agency

Live in a Foreign Country for an Extended Period of Time

Change Someone's Life for the Better

Make a Big Donation to Charity

Live on a Boat

Have Something Named after You

Ride the World's Longest Zip Line

Scuba Dive

Witness a Miracle

Start a Dance in a Public Place

Plant a Tree

Learn to Fly

Get a College Degree

Pay for Someone Else's Groceries

Start a Huge Wave

Write a Book

Learn to Play an Instrument

Give a Stranger a $100 Bill

Find the Perfect Railing and Slide Down It

Touch the Roof of a Moon Bounce

Slip and Slide in Public

Take a Stranger Out for Dinner

Go on a Blind Date

Donate Blood

Join a Protest

Throw a Surprise Party

Run a Marathon

Go White Water Rafting

Get a Tattoo

Help a Complete Stranger

Learn to meditate

Ride in a Hot Air Balloon

Invent Something

See the Northern Lights

Sleep Under the Stars

Go Skinny Dipping

Find a Job I Love

Go to a Nude Beach

Experience an Earthquake

Grow Something

Be a Better Listener

Buy a Homeless Person a Meal

Right a Wrong

Make a Will

Own A Home

Go on a Road Trip

Take Part in a Food Fight

Do a Double Feature Without Getting Caught

Ride a Bull

Go Bungee Jumping

Graffiti

Be Happy

Quit smoking

Go to:
Africa
Brazil
France
Finland

Sell a painting, poem or picture

Write a song

Catch the first bus leaving the station

This is just the beginning to all I want to do in my life... the list I suppose is never ending... The point is to live.

...

The trees don't move
but the wind still blows.
Refreshing gusts
as the nicotine flows.
Can't feel my hands
as they start to shake.
Can't go home
don't know where my heart really lies.

Out of breathe as I climb
sunlight falls from the corner of my eyes.
Need to pack
can't stay here
home is where those are dear.

I Chase my Shadow home

The distant ringing of bells,
the clicking of heels.
The breaking of leaves underfoot,
chasing you shadow under the street lights.
A shot of cold air burns the throat and
leaves you intoxicated following your feet.
The rustle of leaves overhead and
indistinguishable stars through the smog.
I chase my shadow home.

We want to be Happy

‎"Todos estamos aquí de paso, ¿para qué? , no sabemos.
Escuchas que la vida es todo eso que pasa mientras estás preocupado por algo más, y según esto, estamos aquí para ser felices, la verdad, suena cliché. Y aunque somos muchos, no estamos solos [...] Porque a todos se nos acaba el tiempo."

Translation
We are all here in passing, for what? we don't know.
You have heard that the life is all this while you are worried over something more, according to this we are here to be happy, the truth is, it sounds cliche. Even though we are many, we are not here alone... becuase everyone's time comes to an end.

The big question. What's the meaning of life... we do somewhere, somehow find our own answer along the way. We find our own happiness, it does sound cliche as mentioned above.
Could happiness sound cliche becuase everyone wants to find happiness? No one lives in the search of failure and unhappiness. No one. Some people are unable to be happy, at times circumstances do not permit happiness, however no wants to be unhappy. It sounds cliche because people think it is overused, it is over stated, there is such demand for a thing few rarely fully achieve. I want to be happy, and I normally stray from cliches, try and weave my own way. Happiness is a universal desire, a process we take steps to complete. I suppose once you are happy you don't need a meaning of life, you proabably found it somewhere along the way, somewhere within your journies and confusion. Once they're happy people think they will be ready to die. Death scares at times, it suffocates, it confuses, it blinds... happiness is supposed to ease the worry, it gives you a chance to breathe, it defines the blurred edges. Happiness is not cliche, it is universal.
We are many, there are currently over 7 billion people on the earth. We are never alone. At times you feel alone, you can be surrounded, in a sea of people and feel utterly and completely alone.... however, we should be bound together. We share common identies, we connect, we share smiles and lend shoulders for falling tears... we are not alone. It may not seem that way however, we always share the same fate, death. Our names will be forgotton, our deeds dust in the wind, our smiles, our laugh, our tears all crumble as the time passes. Our bodies will decompose, who's knows what more. Happiness soothes these thoughts. I want to be happy, it's not cliche, it's universal.