Write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t any more.
Today’s twist: Make today’s post the first in a three-post series.
I am going to talk to you today about myself. I lost myself, my identity, and everything I wanted to be. Back in 2008 I switched majors and schools from a community college taking CIS classes to a private college going for veterinary technician. I could only go part time, and had a hard time only towards the end of the general education classes that were before getting into the actual program. It was a restricted program and only 25 people a year were allowed in out of a couple hundred. Also, you could only apply twice, after that you’re SOL. I didn’t get in. After the first rejection (and knowing of other people who DID get in) I was pretty depressed for a while. I really had to think about things, and maybe thought that I actually didn’t want to do that. When I realized this, I had wasted a good 5 years of my life and about $8,000 worth of loan debt. I didn’t know what to do.
> To Be Continued <
Write about the three most important songs in your life — what do they mean to you?
I’m skipping this one, because I have a very strange relationship with music. I don’t have any songs that are most important to me, the songs that mean everything to me change from mood to mood, and moment to moment. I seriously sat here at my desk for like 20 minutes and could not come up with one song in particular. Music is like therapy for your soul. Whatever mood I’m in, I have certain songs that call out to me. I don’t really consider them to be the most important things in my life, just to what I am feeling at that moment.
> Until Next Time <
(Originally written on 9-1-2014)
Well today is the start of a new month. I am kind of excited to see what I can accomplish for myself. School starts back up at the end of this month. I have been feeling very tired lately and I’m not quite sure why. Not exhausted tired but sleepy tired. I feel consistency is important in journal keeping even if I am too tired to think of a good topic to write about. Also, just discovered a huge dent on the front of my shin. Really strange and no idea where it is from.
Continue reading Tooths
(Originally written on 8-30-2014)
Sometimes bad things happen, and there’s nothing you can do about it. So why worry about things that cannot be changed. You don’t have to like it, just accept that it happened and move on. Most of the time that’s the only way we can stay sane. Nobody knows how long their life is going to be – it could be just a moment or it could be over a hundred years. You have to enjoy every moment you get because not everybody got the number you did. Even if there is stuff worth worrying about in your life, if there is no changing things then why kill yourself with worry about it?
In that case, there is no end to that feeling until you choose to end it.
Continue reading All the Worry.
Well this is new. I rarely ever actually want to do some sort of blogging crap. I bought a composition book about a month ago but since it cramps my hand too much to write but not to type (heh), I decided that doing this would be better. I just want a place to be able to express all the the random awesome shit that goes through my head. I will just type up my first few blogs in my notebook as my first few posts.
Some things you can expect to see in this blog:
- My wisdom.
- My awesomeness.
- Shit that I’m totally a fan of and ships (which may include shit that you’re offended by if you’re the offend-able type)
- If you are, you really should reconsider your choice to read this. I am not a very
nice agreeable politically correct person.
- Seriously though. This is my blog. This is a place for me to speak my mind. If you don’t like it, too bad.