Reality

It is not, nor will it ever be my job to make you happy. From the beginning of the day, to the end of the day, the only person I absolutely have to answer to is myself. The same goes for you.

I love myself, and there aren't a lot of people that can say that about themselves. It does come off as cocky, it is selfish and arrogant but there isn't anything I cannot succeed at if I don't try. I am always working to make myself better. Now, it is my school work and my researching duties, the extra time I fill with going to the gym (getting stronger and healthier), with my friends (laughing and having a good time). My life is complete.

In two year I'll be out of here, perhaps I'll stay in the US, perhaps I'll go to another country to pursue more education. I love learning, I love applying it, and I love teaching it. I thrive on the process.

My third paper was accepted into an RSC journal a couple weeks ago. I'm excited for the interests it may cause.

I have started writing my first paper by myself. It's a process, it's a lot of fun, and it is certainly a lot to learn.

I am very happy, I'm happy being single, I'm happy with the direction my life, my interests and my future is headed.

To make yourself happy is really fucking easy. 1 part motivation. 1. part determination. 98 parts wading through the shit.