I'm headed places. I love the look of my future right now and I can't WAIT for it to begin!!  I'll be able live with my loving boyfriend, start my career, and eventually start a family.

I have a hard time asking for attention.  I am a pretty shy person around people I don't know, and that makes it so that I get looked over a lot.  I'm always trying to help people out and listen to their problems and stuff, trying to make those people happy.  It's hard for me to draw the attention to myself.  I'm so used to making others the center of attention.

I'm guessing this is just a personal blog... like a diary... But I'm not positive for sure and so that's why I'm writing here! 

Today I started my second quarter in college and I am so tired.  It took me just about forever and a half to go to sleep last night, then also this morning when my boyfriend woke me up when he was leaving.  I didn't sleep very well, but only my eyes are suffering (yay for stinging.)  I only had two classes today; English and Sociology.  Soc 101 seems like it is going to be a lot of work, but the teacher seems really cool.  English has an alright teacher, but she hasn't gotten me hooked yet.  It just doesn't seem like she cares much for the students.

Tomorrow I'll have to go to my third class too, women studies, and I don't know if I'm too thrilled about it.  I'm not one of those overly-feministic women so I'm not sure how well I'll fit into the class.  Plus it's like two and a half hours long - ZOMGGGGGG!

Owell, guess we'll see! ^_^

We have to go through some rough, depressing, and painful times so we can be strong and learn.  If we don't hit a few rough spots in life, we'll never be able to survive.

My personal story would be of this guy I totally adored.  He turned out to be the opposite of what I believed him to be.  Instead of a sweet, caring, and sexy guy, he was a liar, a cheater, a drunk, a druggie, and he had actually beaten a few people to the point of near death.  Oh and he had.. two kids?  He was only 18 at the time too, so ya'll know.

Thing is, even though I was really hurt and that was kind of the start of a depression phase for me, I don't hate him.  That experience has made me really strong and very wise.  I'm not afraid to tell people when I don't like something, and I'm not afraid to stand up for myself.

Bad experiences help us deal with life

At this moment:  Lazy, sleepy, restless

In general:  Understanding, honest, searching/pondering