And the question arises again: What now?

My summer class is almost over. And although I had a hard time giving the best I've got, I am contemplating whether or not I should dive again to class schedules, homework, projects and the likes next semester. It seems like school is the only thing I can control at the moment, and without it, I'm a headless chicken- always scrambling to find things to do that are "more" interesting. But then again, I don't want to be a professional student, because even though it lets you acquire more knowledge, it leaves you begging the government for money to pay to learn. Why can't the government pay US to learn??? Instead, we pay the U.S. to learn things that we can generally learn ourselves if we are motivated enough. Let's face it, not all of us have that drive. The drive to learn more and more. To do things in our own. Shoot. I even have a hard time manipulating my mind to do things out of self-encouragement. I know there are more things to learn in life than in books, but for some reason, books are more consolidated than life. I mean, it has a variety of genres: comedy, romantic-comedy, drama, action/adventure, horror- all of which are inspired by life itself.

A turn of a page could hold an idea, a knowledge, its own inspiration, immediately being stored in one's mind until it's never used and replaced by another. We all learned in psychology that a child's mind has more space for memories and as we grow older, that space becomes more limited and to say the least, we become forgetful. However, we tend to remember things, memories that seem irrelevant but it holds some kind of significance in our lives. The brain itself is as complex as life. The brain is our very own library, broad yet specific.

Since we always use the phrase "another chapter begins" or "ends"- depends really on the context- it is appropriate to consider our brain as the library of our body. But it's not as consolidated as a book published, bound and read. So, I guess we're back in square one?

If my life is a book, it has to be an encyclopedia. Not because I have all the knowledge, but, I'm only limited to certain ideas/things/etc. I only know one thing at a time. And don't even get me started with what alphabet letter do I manage. I'm an encyclopedia who is trained to do one thing and one thing only: succeed. There is nothing wrong with that. I mean, I still do possess some interesting facts, but my spontaneity is limited. I'll always long to be an adventure book, but I'm not gutsy enough. Come on, I categorize myself by letters, that's not really the adventurous type.

I would say my cousin is one. She's not the Choose-Your-Own-Adventure deal, but she'll be more The Odyssey adventure, or maybe more political like a biography of a famous person or an influential person. My friends would be a diverse category. My friend Kat would be the independent girl book turned chick-flick. Alycia would be the romance novels...Sarah would be a romantic- comedy series, coming of age tale as I put it. Arcelia would be a How-to book. My mom would be the Bible. So is my dad. Well, it's a tie between, a book of religious songs or fashion books :) Santiago would definitely be a gamer's world book. But then again, who am I to judge a book by its cover?