I have realized that I need to make myself happy. My nature is not optimistic, feel goody, la te da. I am happy when I let myself, when I purposely take into account the happy things in my life, and choose to ignore the not so happy. 
My pledge to myself is to be happy.
Something so simple, yet to hard to pull off for the most part.  I have some ( Read more... )

feeling better today. Talked to my parents yesterday and had a breakdone on the phone with my mother. I threatened leaving, threatened myself more than anyone else, but she gave me some good motherly advice: "It could be much worse. In fact, you have it great down there. Get over this hump, and get on with life." My mother and I have a very tactful ( Read more... )

I am contemplating volunteering at the hospital, helping make sick kids smile ( Read more... )

I'm feeling creative.

So I decide to write in LJ? I can't explain it. And I've been neglecting my pretty paper journal because I'm too lazy to write by hand/I can't find my pretty pen.
I've been busy this week, which is surprising because I really have nothing to do. Mostly a lot of errands with Kerri and Madison. At least its something to do that ( Read more... )

Stole this "adult-type" survey from myspace. I dont do myspace blogs, so I do it here...

1. What bill do you hate paying the most?
Credit cards

2. What's the best place to eat a romantic dinner?
home, on the back patio

3. Last time you Puked from Drinking?
a few weekends ago, thanks to a curious drink called "house shots" which are purple, taste like ( Read more... )

The other night, after two bottles of wine, I basically broke down, with Jon as my audience. I told him how hard things are for me right now, with no purpose. I feel like I'm living pointlessly right now (not that the fact that I'm living is pointless, but that my life has no point). We talked about how I should be writing, because its the perfect ( Read more... )

My life has been a jumbled heap of slight depression and a feeling of indirection, due to my persistant unemployment. I have started doing the utterly unthinkable for my past self.... I (along with Jon and the majority of our Savannah friends) are going to church... on a regular basis. I am used to Catholic churches, which are boring and repetitive ( Read more... )

A million things have changed, many for the better. I haven't really felt the need to write here, it wasn't really filling the need of venting I had inside. But all of my stuff is in random boxes and I can't find my journal. So here we are ( Read more... )

creativity starting to flow again.

i've decided to put my journal to rest for a while. I need to stop using it to replace other forms of therapy. If I'm going to connect, or know that someone feels the same way as I, its not going to be through an online journal. maybe one day I may resurrect it again in the future, but for now
let take a
time out