Sweet agony awaits me everytime I wake. Now don't get me wrong, I'm in no way a life hating specimen, you can call me an over analyzer.While the rich eat caviar and the poor beg for money, I try to see the use of my math homework. Trying to understand the use of knowing how to use algebra, speak French, or know how a global economy is set up. Somewhere deep inside I know that this school system is for my own good, and mother always used to tell me that to be someone I'd have to have a diploma. But I'd rather learn about life, and not about how it works in a school. It hurts me to see that the people who own Apple and Microsoft are people who have never finished their highschool, but instead did something they love, and happend to make money of it. And yet, while my education is considerd the highest the Netherlands has to offer, it makes me wonder weather or not school trains people to be the best they can be, or to be the future 9 - to five workers. While the sun shows it warm and shy face every morning, and my alarm starts ringing, I realise that while I'm 16 years old, and probably have 40 or 50 years of work ahead of me, Life feels already too slow paced, and I can't get over the feeling that I'm already throwing it all away by doing exactly as I'm told.