I feel as if G-d decided to give me a challenge. I feel as if he decided in the Spring or Summer; "okay Mr. Oho, you're giving yourself a lot of excuses. I'm going to take away all of these excuses from you. I'll take you away from your parents' house and I'll give you a nice room with a desk and internet in the most convenient part of Harlem. I'll get you in to Columbia, the best school in the country. I'll only give you three classes. I'll give you a direct career path. I'll give you connections to internships and jobs. I'll give you a nice pretty girl who likes everything about you; who's there to give you love and support - you'll have validation, intimacy and wonderful female companionship. She'll even sit with you and keep you focused. I'll give you adderall. I'll give you enough time to study and do well. I'll even ameliorate some of your addictions like internet and masturbation. I don't need to go on and on. In short, I've been stripped of all my excuses from the Fall, Spring, and Summer. I've been given the most auspicious circumstances I could have imagined while pacing around my parents' house. And still, I'm putting a question mark on whether I'll do well or not. Do I want to go back to my parents' house. If I do, I'll wish I would've done everything possible not to.

So now, I have to achieve the greatest task I've ever faced. I have to conquer all my self-destructive demons. I will act out of strength. I will gather willpower and hard work, perspicacity and organization to make my life work the way it's supposed to. The past is history. The Future is a Mystery. Today is a gift.

What did you expect?