Spring is coming but not soon enough. One day it's cold and then the next it's hot. I've started a bit of a journal and I realized that I don't want me children to be able to say that they never really knew me. And when my future children say that I don't understand them or what they are going through I can just flip back and tell them what I went through and show them that I do understand.
I'm back in school and I am ready for spring break. St. Patricks day is coming up this weekend and in my hometown there is a huge celebration with a parade and everything. I'm in it this year. I'm going to be advertising for my college campus. It's going to be great and I'm really excited. I'm not that excited about all the traffic but this will be great.
I'm in a newspaper class this year and this is a great semester. I love the way my professor teaches. I might not agree with her religious beliefs but to each their own.
This is a great time and I have realized a lot of things about my life recently. I am scared to get married and I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm scared. But who isn't. I also realized that I'm most definetly not ready to be getting married and neither is he.
I love my grandmother but I don't like going over there to see her because I hate seeing her slip away from me one memory at a time. She used to be the best friend I ever had but now she doesn't even remember me. It's putting a tole on my mother.
Time. . . I've heard that time heals all wounds. I've recently been hurt by one of my dearest friends and it made me think of some other things that have happened between us in the heat of an arguement. It also made me realize that I can't let an arguement get between us. She's my best friend and nothing that happens will probably ever change that in my mind.
I finally joined the iphone culture. I love my phone. I think I might love it a little too much in fact. I am addicted to my iphone.
I'm retaking Psychology and Sociology this semester. Why you might ask? It's not because I just can't get enough of it but it's because I really want to bring up my gpa. So far so good. I'm actually learning things that I never thought that I'd learn and suprisingly I'm liking what I'm learning. (Don't tell my father. He'd have me committed.)
Time is the key to healing the brokeness that you feel inside. but the scares may remain. Even though I've forgiven my friend for the things that have happened. I can't forget the past and I feel that I must heed it's warning.
I've missed ya'll and I've missed writing on here. But I have a class so I guess that this is everything for now.
This is D. telling you to expect the unexpected. Also I want you to remember to Carpe Diam. (Cease the Day)
I'm back in school and I am ready for spring break. St. Patricks day is coming up this weekend and in my hometown there is a huge celebration with a parade and everything. I'm in it this year. I'm going to be advertising for my college campus. It's going to be great and I'm really excited. I'm not that excited about all the traffic but this will be great.
I'm in a newspaper class this year and this is a great semester. I love the way my professor teaches. I might not agree with her religious beliefs but to each their own.
This is a great time and I have realized a lot of things about my life recently. I am scared to get married and I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm scared. But who isn't. I also realized that I'm most definetly not ready to be getting married and neither is he.
I love my grandmother but I don't like going over there to see her because I hate seeing her slip away from me one memory at a time. She used to be the best friend I ever had but now she doesn't even remember me. It's putting a tole on my mother.
Time. . . I've heard that time heals all wounds. I've recently been hurt by one of my dearest friends and it made me think of some other things that have happened between us in the heat of an arguement. It also made me realize that I can't let an arguement get between us. She's my best friend and nothing that happens will probably ever change that in my mind.
I finally joined the iphone culture. I love my phone. I think I might love it a little too much in fact. I am addicted to my iphone.
I'm retaking Psychology and Sociology this semester. Why you might ask? It's not because I just can't get enough of it but it's because I really want to bring up my gpa. So far so good. I'm actually learning things that I never thought that I'd learn and suprisingly I'm liking what I'm learning. (Don't tell my father. He'd have me committed.)
Time is the key to healing the brokeness that you feel inside. but the scares may remain. Even though I've forgiven my friend for the things that have happened. I can't forget the past and I feel that I must heed it's warning.
I've missed ya'll and I've missed writing on here. But I have a class so I guess that this is everything for now.
This is D. telling you to expect the unexpected. Also I want you to remember to Carpe Diam. (Cease the Day)