School, work, sleep...

My days consist of school and work then I get home do school work and then I sleep. But really there has to be more to life then this, or I could be wrong. Maybe thats all life is, you're born, you go to school, you work, and then you die, well thats a little too depressing to see life that way.
We had to write an essay about growing up but growing up is a hard thing to define. I know people in their thirties who are still trying to grow up. I have no idea what growing up is even about. And now I don't really care, I just want to live my life. When I die, few people will remember me and eventually those people will be gone too. So what is the point? Maybe thats why we're here... to discover why we were put here.