Sticking to a focus

I am back, at last! It has been one, two, I’d dare even saying three months I do not post anything on this blog. I’ll tell you what? I have been so much occupied with school-works, assignments and other academic obligations that I simply don’t have the time and patience to come around here and write something about myself. And, by the way, why am I writing this anyway? I mean, what is the purpose, since I know nobody ever reads this?

The worst thing is not knowing that only very few people read this… what frustrates me the most is knowing that those few are as reluctant and as obsolete as me. I cannot see any other reason why someone would drop by to read my useless comments besides the clear mean to kill time. And by the way, since you have come so far, and have read this article so far, it means you still have some time to kill (mine is dead and buried) and should, therefore, send me a comment telling me what to write next.

Anyway, let us stop complaining about life and let’s start deciding things. I have a confession to make. Up to now, I hadn’t stopped to think of what I wanted next. I didn’t have any goal, besides the one of learning and getting high grades. My point is (or was, maybe the simple past is the most accurate tense): I was doing what I wished to.

Now, I’ve figured out there is something deeper about life. Something worthy fighting for. A challenge, I would say. And this is one challenge I’d like to take. In fact, there isn’t only one challenge: there are two. I have set myself two goals, which will remain secret until they are fulfilled (I do not dare making them public, for I am afraid of failing ever to attain them). And whoa! here is something nice: both objectives involve people… I am working for somebody else’s sake. (You see, I am honorable) Later on I’ll let you know exactly what I am talking about. One of my goals is short-term, meaning it will be solved within 2 or 3 weeks or so. The other one is something more complex. It will require time, study, cash, an airplane and fourteen one-dollar bills and a pencil.

But what truly matters is: I have two goals. Two things to fight for. I am from this very moment on trying to work them out, and make them possible. If I succeed, I’ll keep you posted. If I fail, I’ll forget about the subject and pretend nothing happened. After all, the only person on this God-forsaken Earth who knows what my goals are is… well.. as far as I can remember… me… only.