Its almost 2am. Im up doing notthing but sitting here infront of this computer. I have so much assignments to do but im lost somewhere called no where. So thats an interesting saturday night for ya. I was to go out but it started raining and heavy thunder and lightning. Now call me strange but i was still up for it. I find this weather at night very comforting. The thunder, well not exactly but all together thrilling. It feels good to have moved out on my own. To once again sit and so notthing when i feel like it. To sleep when i am tired, and to be a regular college chick. To walk outta the apartment when i want to and return when i feel ready. Only down side to that is that my out door adventures are limited. Mostly becasue i do not have a car and most of the people to hang out with don't either. So getting back to this freedom thing..some people migth not understand what it means to me to be free..but freedom just means being mentally free. Recently i went through an ordeal with my relatives and after 2 and a half years of being miserable i finally got out of it. They think i can't survive on my own. But so far so good. I am doing great by myself and think its the best thing i could have done. It takes alot of courage to make the first step of moving out. Alot of people want to do this but they do not want to start from scartch. Now i moved out with just personal belongins..such as my clothes and books etc..i bought a air bed and is living happily without anything else at the moment. Because in my case being indpendant means more than getting my dream apartment now. Ofcourse i want the best living set up. But how can a young person with a average paying job get all that from the start. Well kids as the saying goes "u do what u gotta do" and i will say the rest comes as u take it..I was lucky to find some really nice and kool roomates...i know living with people can become a diasster..but in life we got to take risks..just keep the goal in sight and reach beyond it..The life we travel in has many roads to take....but most of us are afraid to walk over those hills and mountains....when giving up becomes a thing that doens't work for us..then we have no other choice but to try once again. We may lose our friends and family in the process but if their love and loyaltty is true then they will come back to u..i will not let anything bring me down once again. I willl drive on..I have survived the worst and will overcome whats yet to come..my rock is with me and gives me strenght...dont be afraid to face reality because its like a dream..it sooner or later goes away...