Once, someone asked me how I could wreck my life, so I began to think about not caring, I wouldn't care about anything, I would set goals in life but never follow through, go partying the night my final paper is due (even though I hadn't written a word), I would never be creative, never take a chance, never find something interesting to do (because aren't office jobs awesome), there would be no balance, either too much fun, or none at all, I wouldn't care about who I hurt (who cares about consequences), I wouldn't care about my own happiness (sorrow is much more worthy), I wouldn't find success because success wouldn't be for me, success is for those who know there is more to life than school or a good party, success is for those who know how to live.