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I wanted to post something from someone that has become my heart...who is my heart and who brightens the soul that I thought would be dark forever. I love Rene Abayan-Rosenstein. This is the woman good blessed me with. There ARE merits to trying to do right and staying sober. For this I am eternally greatful. This may end up being the last ( Read more... ) -
Again, the scene is beautiful from a Sober Mind.
Ahhhhhhhh, no comments on my last post. It seems my little friend Kelsey has decided not to write me anymore. I finally added more tags and updated my user information, but have yet to be contacted by anyone interested in reading my poetry. I guess it is hard in a world of 6 billion to be unique ( Read more... ) -
Stupidity; Ignorance, Why Isn't Anyone Old Fashioned Anymore?
People can be so ignorant sometimes. It pisses me off to see those people make mistakes and when I call them out on those mistakes, get mad at me and not talk to me. That is the only downfall of being sober. I am strong-voiced. Maybe it isn't a fault though, maybe I have just been drunk for so long that I haven't been able to surround myself ( Read more... ) -
Day 13 and feeling strong...or, the colder the night, the warmer the heart...
Day 13 and I am going strong. I feel myself becoming more and more clearheaded. My foot is actually getting better. I enjoy going to work again and doing my homework, however much that is ( Read more... ) -
Clearheaded and Counting, Day 7 and I move on...
So it has now been 7 days since I had my last drop of alcohol and I feel strong. I had my probation meeting and it went well. I may be getting evicted from my trailer, that I would not be happy with, but I really hate living here in Park Place. I only wished that I could find a good roommate or someone I already know from work would be willing ( Read more... ) -
The slow slide into Oblivion...
I am slowly making a trail for myself into a world of unhappiness and bad dreams. I find myself less and less motivated each day to just get up and move on with my life. It is hard to understand the reasons for this and it makes me older. I do not understand what is going on and why God chose for me to fall victim to such a horrible common ( Read more... ) -
Sitting in class and I hate liars.
Sitting in my Communications Writing class and realizing how much I hate liars. and players. and fakes. I hate drama and immaturity. -
Class and PMA (Phi Mu Alpha Sinfonia)
So as I head to class today I think about the Phi Mu Alpha function tonight and wonder if my impression on the brothers has been okay so far. As I figured, many of the brothers rushing already know the other brothers through marching band, band classes etc, which makes me hate Wal-mart even more. If I can get a few key votes though, I am set. ( Read more... ) -
Should I Write? Or Should I Sleep?
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, the aesthetic beauty of fragmented sentences used as journal topics ( Read more... ) -
A week passes by and no one reads.
A week passes since my last entry and I have no comments. Goddamn how I wished I could go back in time and become a wholesome person instead of someone w/ so many scars.