The center of the universe

This semester is about to end, and it just seems like so many things have happened and I do not know where to start or stop remembering and analyzing. I can't help but feel that I have such a microorganism these past months. I've been heavily drawn to certain issues, ideas; I always put them in MY context which is particularly vain. What's funny is that even if I put those things in MY context, I do not necessarily contribute to my well-being because I have become slave to the things going on around me that I do not necessarily listen to myself.