And I keep trying to tell myself that, but it's hard.  I think a lot of it stems from my social life in high school and my early years in college.  Obviously, those fed into my insecurities, which I carry around to this day.  I try to act like I'm tough and like I don't care what other say, but the truth is that I'm terrified of what people say ( Read more... )

 
I remember the first time I saw you.

I think I was 15.  You were only a few hours old.  You were tiny and black and hadn't even opened your eyes yet.  Your brothers and sisters were complaining, and you were no different from them in that respect.  And yet, still I knew then and there that you were mine, that I would do anything I had to do to get ( Read more... )

Hurray for Spring Break!  I get to sleep in and do mindless, useless things and finish Silent Hill: Origins and play Super Smash Brothers, and I may even go snowshoeing.  How exciting!

It's not like I can blame Kate and Phil for asking me to move out when the baby's born.  It's not like I haven't had my moments where I was annoyed with the situation msyelf.  But the fact remains that now it means I have the extra stress of trying to find somewhere else to live with probably no roommates and no money whatsoever to pay for this ( Read more... )

I wann a go home...

 Reading all of Heather's recent entries has "inspired," me to try to write something up.  Not that I have much that's terribly interesting to say ( Read more... )

I got a small compliment today that helped make me feel like my hard work this semester hasn't been for naught.  It's easy to feel as if you're doing everything wrong when you get so much critcism (granted, it's not all bad, but still) and you feel so watched all the time.

We were asking one of my clients' mothers if she wanted to come back next ( Read more... )

 I can't focus on anything.  I can't stop crying.  I can't imagine that it's really happening like this ( Read more... )

What the hell have I gotten myself into? 

I spent the weekend in California (Eagle Lake) with my parents, and the bro and s-i-l.  It was nice to get one last weekend to act like I didn't have this huge thing called grad school looming over me.  Unfortunately the whole time I was there I still felt like I should be busy being productive and working on something for school.  I did some stuff ( Read more... )