"Home is people. Not a place. If you go back there after the people are gone, then all you can see is what is not there anymore. Everybody has a home. It’s the people you call when you get a flat tire or when something terrible happens. It’s the people who, near or far, know everything that’s wrong with you and love you anyways. These are the ones who tell you their secrets. These are the people who cry when you cry. These are your people, your middle-of-the-night, no-matter-what people. My home is with my parents and sisters and every holiday I get to spend with them reminds me of this simple fact."

When i think back to high school and my undergraduate degree. The importance of school, grades and teachers starts to diminish. The education system needs a serious overhaul. It is causing more mental and physical problems than even religion and terrorism. Dealing with loans, bullies, inconsiderate roommates and opinionated teachers has not made me who i am today. I don’t think it made anyone successful. Your choice to be better comes from encouragement not constant attacks. When your job description has nothing to do with your four year degree, it might make you think too. My theory isn’t for everyone but i think a majority of graduates would agree that they wasted their time in college worrying about the wrong things; If they wont then i will.