This week I am taking off Thursday and Friday and going to Oregon for a job interview and to apply at a few more places. I am so anxious to get this job because time is closing in and I want to start making the changes to move and get out of this job. I feel good about it, but mostly anxious. If after this week, I get an answer, I will be telling ( Read more... )

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My flaw is not that I make mistakes. Mistakes are what makes me better. I'm not saying I've made any new ones yet, but I'm seeing how I could. If I don't pay attention to what I'm supposed to learn, I'll make the mistake. But if I am preemptive and aware of my actions and thoughts, I might be able to spare some poor souls and learn the lesson with ( Read more... )

Ok, easy now. Alright, go! FUCK YOU MOTHERFUCKERS! You say I need to stop dating douche bags. So you can be the next douche bag to fuck it up? If you're going to make the first move, back it the FUCK up. Don't leave me hanging and trail me along with sweet kisses and failed attempts at time spent. If you can't manage to want to spend time with me, ( Read more... )

Still haven't figured out why I'm here, what I want when I get here, and where the fuck I think this will lead me, but I'm here. I'm feeling pretty down today. It started yesterday. To the point where I was running with Jen and I felt this immense sadness take over. I told her I might cry. I've been feeling sad and hopeless, and of course, over ( Read more... )

So I don't know if this is a matter of brain matter, or what, but man it's going to suck to get old ( Read more... )

This is my sigh of relief. I've taken back control of my wandering emotions. I've decided against taking birth control anymore, because i'm tired of not functioning properly. It really is quite frustrating. So now I am back off and I'm feeling better everyday ( Read more... )

I am so tired of being needed by people who are completely capable. I've grown up in this position so I've accepted it. But I don't need it, it doesn't make me happy, and it's plain out not fucking right. Because I CAN, doesn't mean I need to. I am so furious, but I need to let it go. I constantly lose hope of my dreams, my goals and the things ( Read more... )

The same old question, time and time again. Who am I, what am I doing here? Why does it keep hurting, and why can't I stay focused enough to relieve this tension? I know the answer, because it's one more thing to do. Aaaaaaaaaah, I want to tell myself it's nothing I can't handle, it will pass, there's nothing I can do. But I forget, it's all up to ( Read more... )

And i'm almost off! I can't wait to get to the airport even. 90 degrees in Vegas by the weekend. Yes, I packed ALL my shorts, skirts and heels. Tomorrow morning I'm going to the Marina at Lake Mead to feed the fishies and see about renting a canoe with the kid and my baby sister. Then if there is still time, I might drive over the Hoover and show ( Read more... )