How many people go through their lives without ever amounting to shit? Without ever leaving anything for people to remember them by? The people who make us wonder: “What is the meaning of life?” because it certainly doesn’t seem to have much of a purpose to it.

I don’t want to be one of those people. If I do anything at all with my life, it won’t be to “get more myspace friends,” or “lose 15lbs,” because, at the end of the day… who cares? If I do anything at all, it will simply be to leave my mark on the world. Somehow.