a while ago i posted that i was done with friendship. that wasn't entirely true. the emotion behind it definitely was, though. i distanced myself from 2 people i had been friends with since high school. as much as it hurt, i think it was necessary. at least for me it was. there was a period of time when i thought i had all the friends i needed and i used that thought process to keep other people and experiences away. i thought i was helping my friends get to where they wanted to be in life but in reality i was using that to ignore the fact that i wasn't doing anything to help myself get to where i want to be. there is a stop in me that keeps me from finishing what i start. maybe not in every case. but there are times when i stop just short of what could propel me to greatness. school is bullshit for me, but instead of pursuing other avenues that could help me arrive at the same destination i struggle financially to get this piece of paper that will validate me to other people...