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Fire


The time is now, to figure it all out, my parents want me to grow up but how? To act more mature and not to pout? Life is hard and I get that, nothing should be given only earned, only the strong and willing will get what they strive for and thats a stat, life is about stats thats what I have learned, the harder you work the easier it will be, so thats why I attend CSU to earn my degree.  To enter a biology field which I desire, my personality has to resemble fire. Of course I mean to have nothing stop me, continue through the land with no slowing down. The ability to go over obstacles, through them, and knowing I will not be stopped. I will leave a mark on this planet called earth, nothing can stop me, unless of course I can't go to school, due to lack of money.

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