Last week was pretty much the hype of all time.
Now, time to get back into the swing of things...
It's so different to not just sit at home and bore myself to death with insane studying and internet surfing. I now have the key to all the problems! Now it has been solved! Driving is the best thing in the world!
Sorta.
Anyway,
ever since my mom woke me up at 7am to go to church on Sunday I have been physically exhausted, it even takes energy to yawn. [I just yawned, lol]
I think I'm going to go read my book now and ACTUALLY finish it. Everything has just been getting in the way of things lately.
Meh, I need a cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows.
Yum.
P.S.- Sesame Ellis is God.
That is all.
:]
Monday, August 25, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
What's all the comotion about?!
Me: "I'm just swinging back into my depression. A box of tissues, an ice cream cone and re-runs of the saddest/happiest moments in my life play over and over in my mind, making me cry."
Matt: Whoa! Wait wait wait! Hold the phone! Where'd you get an ice cream cone?!
That has got to be the best line I heard/read all night. To take a simple step of insane crying fits to a complete utter non-stop fit of giggles shuttering through my body. Seriously, that's all it took to change my mood.
I've been completely moody this week. But we all know why. Other than that, this splitting headache just might be the second reason along with all the other insane trips I took today- even experiencing some INSANE traffic in Davie that has me here in a complete spell of exhaustion.
My day started when I woke up at 8:30am, hitting the snooze button about 7 times till I finally decided to turn it off. Fell back asleep and woke up around 11:30am. - [Maybe I should set my alarm for 6:00am, that way I can wake up at 9am! Hah!]
I rolled out of bed finally deciding that I should go to school and get my classes changed.
So, off I went and met up with a friend of mine, Letitia there since she just finished class. It was mad-crazy-insane-chaotic in building 19! The long/crazy line to the bookstore went out the door, around the corner to go around ANOTHER corner! Letitia and I just decided to wait in it because it was only going to get worse sooner or later. Once we finally got into the bookstore we browsed around for a bit, I needed a World Religions book and well I totally forgot what Letitia needed, lol.
But after getting what we needed, Letitia had a brilliant idea [-insert light bulb here-] that I should go and get my student ID! What a great idea it was indeed, since the Student Life department would be closed tomorrow. I snagged a pretty okay picture of me ID and waited in the admissions line. The line didn't take long, but I didn't know about the wait INSIDE too. About 15 minutes of waiting inside, Letitia had to go to her Liberal Math Class. [It sucked because I was there waiting...alone now..]
I must say it was an insane hour or so when I finally walked up to the desk and said; "I've been waiting here for an hour, when can I go in?" - The lady looked at the sheet, flipped back and said, "Oh! I'm sorry I skipped you!" - Oh. My. God. I almost got angry but tears filled my eyes, I pushed them back willingly. [Remember I've been moody] My feelings were quite hurt that I was being forgotten by people who didn't even know me. So not even 2 minutes later this guy called me over and asked me "What can I do for you?" -He reminded me of the administrators at Dillard only MUCH more organized and well aware of what their job dealt with. I told him the whole ordeal about being in the wrong Math class, he apologized and went to the testing center to get things worked out for me, came back and put me in the RIGHT math class this time. Only it wouldn't be available until next semester. No problem, I'll just take another class. UGH! How I wish I didn't have to take it but I have to take a "History" class...and that class my dear friends is Government! I felt like I was a high school senior all over again! Dun dun dun! That sucked...yet I didn't care, it was an early class and I liked the idea of an early class.
That took about 7 minutes [which added onto my already irritated mood], I left there in a frenzy, looked at the time and cursed because it was 20 minutes to 5. I was at that damn school for a good freakin' 4 damn hours! It was insane!
I drove home, got there around 5pm. I shoved food down my throat as fast as I good, downed some really yummy juice then stuffed my backpack with some books and darted out the door. - With some slight traffic I made it to BC around 5:50pm [with some several minutes to spare]. Class didn't start until 6:30, so I called Matt and talked to him for awhile, pacing back and fourth in front of the door. I observed a centipede which caught my attention for quite some time...then around 6:15pm I told Matt I should be getting to class. I hung up with him and walked into class. There were already a couple of kids in the class that were talking to each other. It kind of sucked cause I felt awkward walking into a conversation. So, I quietly sat down next to a man who looked to be about 23. [Seriously, College is weird with people WAY older...] and I took out my notebook like a good student, a pen and my water. [I was super thirsty today]. I scanned the room. Chalk board, desks in 6 perfectly straight rows that went to the back of the room, a projector, a big rack with maps on it, a computer, 2 doors and a tiny window in the back. The white walls made me feel uneasy. It was just a weird brightly lit room for me.
A blonde lady walked in with a bunch of other students. She looked young too, about 30 years old. I didn't expect my teacher to be the way she was. - The entire time she lectured on religions she was so hyped up. It was somewhat hard to keep up with the difference in thoughts. She reminded me of....well, me. [At Laser Quest] The knowledge she was filled with made me feel so delighted that I had an energetic bubbly teacher who was super friendly.
I'm already loving this class already.
She let us leave early too which was a super bonus.
So, I went home and watched Mythbusters and ate dinner. That was when my headache started to roll around.
Phew, that was a lot to type...
Now I feel better, my head hurts even more and I am ready for my break tomorrow at Plaster Carousel! Woot woot! <3
Good night.
I must save my brain from exploding now.
Matt: Whoa! Wait wait wait! Hold the phone! Where'd you get an ice cream cone?!
That has got to be the best line I heard/read all night. To take a simple step of insane crying fits to a complete utter non-stop fit of giggles shuttering through my body. Seriously, that's all it took to change my mood.
I've been completely moody this week. But we all know why. Other than that, this splitting headache just might be the second reason along with all the other insane trips I took today- even experiencing some INSANE traffic in Davie that has me here in a complete spell of exhaustion.
My day started when I woke up at 8:30am, hitting the snooze button about 7 times till I finally decided to turn it off. Fell back asleep and woke up around 11:30am. - [Maybe I should set my alarm for 6:00am, that way I can wake up at 9am! Hah!]
I rolled out of bed finally deciding that I should go to school and get my classes changed.
So, off I went and met up with a friend of mine, Letitia there since she just finished class. It was mad-crazy-insane-chaotic in building 19! The long/crazy line to the bookstore went out the door, around the corner to go around ANOTHER corner! Letitia and I just decided to wait in it because it was only going to get worse sooner or later. Once we finally got into the bookstore we browsed around for a bit, I needed a World Religions book and well I totally forgot what Letitia needed, lol.
But after getting what we needed, Letitia had a brilliant idea [-insert light bulb here-] that I should go and get my student ID! What a great idea it was indeed, since the Student Life department would be closed tomorrow. I snagged a pretty okay picture of me ID and waited in the admissions line. The line didn't take long, but I didn't know about the wait INSIDE too. About 15 minutes of waiting inside, Letitia had to go to her Liberal Math Class. [It sucked because I was there waiting...alone now..]
I must say it was an insane hour or so when I finally walked up to the desk and said; "I've been waiting here for an hour, when can I go in?" - The lady looked at the sheet, flipped back and said, "Oh! I'm sorry I skipped you!" - Oh. My. God. I almost got angry but tears filled my eyes, I pushed them back willingly. [Remember I've been moody] My feelings were quite hurt that I was being forgotten by people who didn't even know me. So not even 2 minutes later this guy called me over and asked me "What can I do for you?" -He reminded me of the administrators at Dillard only MUCH more organized and well aware of what their job dealt with. I told him the whole ordeal about being in the wrong Math class, he apologized and went to the testing center to get things worked out for me, came back and put me in the RIGHT math class this time. Only it wouldn't be available until next semester. No problem, I'll just take another class. UGH! How I wish I didn't have to take it but I have to take a "History" class...and that class my dear friends is Government! I felt like I was a high school senior all over again! Dun dun dun! That sucked...yet I didn't care, it was an early class and I liked the idea of an early class.
That took about 7 minutes [which added onto my already irritated mood], I left there in a frenzy, looked at the time and cursed because it was 20 minutes to 5. I was at that damn school for a good freakin' 4 damn hours! It was insane!
I drove home, got there around 5pm. I shoved food down my throat as fast as I good, downed some really yummy juice then stuffed my backpack with some books and darted out the door. - With some slight traffic I made it to BC around 5:50pm [with some several minutes to spare]. Class didn't start until 6:30, so I called Matt and talked to him for awhile, pacing back and fourth in front of the door. I observed a centipede which caught my attention for quite some time...then around 6:15pm I told Matt I should be getting to class. I hung up with him and walked into class. There were already a couple of kids in the class that were talking to each other. It kind of sucked cause I felt awkward walking into a conversation. So, I quietly sat down next to a man who looked to be about 23. [Seriously, College is weird with people WAY older...] and I took out my notebook like a good student, a pen and my water. [I was super thirsty today]. I scanned the room. Chalk board, desks in 6 perfectly straight rows that went to the back of the room, a projector, a big rack with maps on it, a computer, 2 doors and a tiny window in the back. The white walls made me feel uneasy. It was just a weird brightly lit room for me.
A blonde lady walked in with a bunch of other students. She looked young too, about 30 years old. I didn't expect my teacher to be the way she was. - The entire time she lectured on religions she was so hyped up. It was somewhat hard to keep up with the difference in thoughts. She reminded me of....well, me. [At Laser Quest] The knowledge she was filled with made me feel so delighted that I had an energetic bubbly teacher who was super friendly.
I'm already loving this class already.
She let us leave early too which was a super bonus.
So, I went home and watched Mythbusters and ate dinner. That was when my headache started to roll around.
Phew, that was a lot to type...
Now I feel better, my head hurts even more and I am ready for my break tomorrow at Plaster Carousel! Woot woot! <3
Good night.
I must save my brain from exploding now.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Long day of stuff...
I'm pretty much getting the hang of this whole college thing...I think...
After a long talk with Matt last night [much tears of mine were shed] he gave me the "pep" talk. Once I finished balling my eyes out, trying to be audible for Matt to hear me. I explained how I was feeling so alone and isolated from the people around me. Everyone I saw were walking around with friends and laughing, while I walked like a loner around the school. It made me feel so weird, like I was missing out and as if people were staring at me, probably thinking, "Look, that girl has no friends"!
But, Matt reminded me that in College people don't always have those "buddies" that you are sometimes obligated to make in high school. But in college, friend making is optional, the only reason why people go there is to learn more. Thus the reason why I am there is to focus, study, learn more and get amazing grades to get a degree. In all honesty it doesn't really matter if I'm the only girl around walking by herself. Besides, Matt said it's fine to walk around by yourself because I'm the "pretty" girl walking by myself.[Not getting full of myself] He also added that since it was the first day, no one was going to talk to anyone, but in time I will make friends, bla, bla, bla.
It really was a good pep talk.
And today we had Math class again.
There is this guy who sat next to me the first day, who decided to sit next to me again. [It was weird] He looked like he could be 21 years old and tried to talk to me. Bringing up the subject of "did you do your homework last night?" and as silly as that conversation might have been I talked a little bit but not as much. It made me feel less awkward sitting next to someone who I didn't know.
But during our lecture on equations I saw in the corner of my eye that he would look my way. Which then made the awkwardness come back. But I tried to come up with my own conclusions in my head as to why he would look at me when he should be looking at Professor Blanchette. I started to think that it was because he was wondering what I was writing for notes, yet he wasn't writing any! So I just ignored it. He was gone right after our Professor said, "See you next week."
Meh, anyway, after class I told my professor that I believe that I belonged in a different class, so he advised me to see my Adviser. PUH! Once I walked into the big building there were lines to several places going OUT the door and around the corner. I just told myself to forget it, I'll just go tomorrow morning where there will be barely anyone there. [Hopefully]. Plus, I need a World Religion book for class tomorrow night. I'm pretty stoked to having a new class! :D
But hopefully I'll wake up around when my brother does...well not THAT early.
After giving up on the whole adviser thing I gave Matt a call to see what he was up to. He told me how he was deciding to either go to Wendy's or Moe's. But he didn't want to go to Moe's alone. That was when I came up with the suggestion that he should meet me at the one near Sawgrass. [Only because it was close to my house, yet I was a good 20 minutes away, if I told him to leave we would meet in the middle] So he agreed and Matt and I went to Moe's, had lunch together and got bonding time done for today. Matt went off in a whole frenzy talking about the Stephen King book he is reading called, "Cell" that was all about Zombies and such. He was so excited just talking about it, I thought it was way cute.
Well anyway, after filling myself up with a burrito I asked him to go to Wal-Mart with me, which he so willingly said "yes" to after a couple of bribes. [lol] We both drove there [and I do not want to insert the road rage I encountered right around the corner..] with him following behind me. I must say it was the worst day to go, I completely forgot that today was the first day of school so Wal-Mart was insanely packed and busy. Completely sardined packed in the school aisle, Matt explained to me which notebook would be best for me and such. It was pretty cool/neat to have someone who already had their first year of College down-packed helping me out with things.
I love him super much for it, lol.
It only sucked cause I didn't get a planner [and he completely made fun of me for it because he knows I'm the type of girl that plans out EVERYTHING]
But I have to go to Walgreens with my Mom tonight or something to get it.
Once we left Wal-Mart, we both said our "see you later's" and went home.
Such a good day after class I must say indeed!
Before he leaves for UCF on Saturday we are going to have one more last fun day!
Matt is taking me to Plaster Carousel on Friday so we can do arts & crafts!
He is so good to me! ;___;
<3
After a long talk with Matt last night [much tears of mine were shed] he gave me the "pep" talk. Once I finished balling my eyes out, trying to be audible for Matt to hear me. I explained how I was feeling so alone and isolated from the people around me. Everyone I saw were walking around with friends and laughing, while I walked like a loner around the school. It made me feel so weird, like I was missing out and as if people were staring at me, probably thinking, "Look, that girl has no friends"!
But, Matt reminded me that in College people don't always have those "buddies" that you are sometimes obligated to make in high school. But in college, friend making is optional, the only reason why people go there is to learn more. Thus the reason why I am there is to focus, study, learn more and get amazing grades to get a degree. In all honesty it doesn't really matter if I'm the only girl around walking by herself. Besides, Matt said it's fine to walk around by yourself because I'm the "pretty" girl walking by myself.[Not getting full of myself] He also added that since it was the first day, no one was going to talk to anyone, but in time I will make friends, bla, bla, bla.
It really was a good pep talk.
And today we had Math class again.
There is this guy who sat next to me the first day, who decided to sit next to me again. [It was weird] He looked like he could be 21 years old and tried to talk to me. Bringing up the subject of "did you do your homework last night?" and as silly as that conversation might have been I talked a little bit but not as much. It made me feel less awkward sitting next to someone who I didn't know.
But during our lecture on equations I saw in the corner of my eye that he would look my way. Which then made the awkwardness come back. But I tried to come up with my own conclusions in my head as to why he would look at me when he should be looking at Professor Blanchette. I started to think that it was because he was wondering what I was writing for notes, yet he wasn't writing any! So I just ignored it. He was gone right after our Professor said, "See you next week."
Meh, anyway, after class I told my professor that I believe that I belonged in a different class, so he advised me to see my Adviser. PUH! Once I walked into the big building there were lines to several places going OUT the door and around the corner. I just told myself to forget it, I'll just go tomorrow morning where there will be barely anyone there. [Hopefully]. Plus, I need a World Religion book for class tomorrow night. I'm pretty stoked to having a new class! :D
But hopefully I'll wake up around when my brother does...well not THAT early.
After giving up on the whole adviser thing I gave Matt a call to see what he was up to. He told me how he was deciding to either go to Wendy's or Moe's. But he didn't want to go to Moe's alone. That was when I came up with the suggestion that he should meet me at the one near Sawgrass. [Only because it was close to my house, yet I was a good 20 minutes away, if I told him to leave we would meet in the middle] So he agreed and Matt and I went to Moe's, had lunch together and got bonding time done for today. Matt went off in a whole frenzy talking about the Stephen King book he is reading called, "Cell" that was all about Zombies and such. He was so excited just talking about it, I thought it was way cute.
Well anyway, after filling myself up with a burrito I asked him to go to Wal-Mart with me, which he so willingly said "yes" to after a couple of bribes. [lol] We both drove there [and I do not want to insert the road rage I encountered right around the corner..] with him following behind me. I must say it was the worst day to go, I completely forgot that today was the first day of school so Wal-Mart was insanely packed and busy. Completely sardined packed in the school aisle, Matt explained to me which notebook would be best for me and such. It was pretty cool/neat to have someone who already had their first year of College down-packed helping me out with things.
I love him super much for it, lol.
It only sucked cause I didn't get a planner [and he completely made fun of me for it because he knows I'm the type of girl that plans out EVERYTHING]
But I have to go to Walgreens with my Mom tonight or something to get it.
Once we left Wal-Mart, we both said our "see you later's" and went home.
Such a good day after class I must say indeed!
Before he leaves for UCF on Saturday we are going to have one more last fun day!
Matt is taking me to Plaster Carousel on Friday so we can do arts & crafts!
He is so good to me! ;___;
<3
Things on my mind..
List of things to do:
-Get Math Class changed to a more advanced class.
-Get World Religion and English text from Bookstore [Or Online]
-Make GOAL Poster for Room
-Buy Contact Solution
-Buy Musicophilia
-Deposit Money
-Make Business Cards
-Get PC fixed
-Buy a Printer
-Organize Money
-Give Dad both payments for this month for Car Insurance & Camera Deposit
-Finish Cleaning room and Rearranging it
-SERIOUSLY ORGANIZE EVERYTHING
-Put new Comforter on Bed
-Organize Money [Again]
-Fill up Gas Tank
-Finish Thank You present for Uncle
-Give Noelle and DJ gifts
-Visit Dillard
-Go to Eye Doctor to buy new Glasses
-Take the SAT
-Apply to UCF and UF
-Get all A's
...now time to get started! Off to Class!
-Get Math Class changed to a more advanced class.
-Get World Religion and English text from Bookstore [Or Online]
-Make GOAL Poster for Room
-Buy Contact Solution
-Buy Musicophilia
-Deposit Money
-Make Business Cards
-Get PC fixed
-Buy a Printer
-Organize Money
-Give Dad both payments for this month for Car Insurance & Camera Deposit
-Finish Cleaning room and Rearranging it
-SERIOUSLY ORGANIZE EVERYTHING
-Put new Comforter on Bed
-Organize Money [Again]
-Fill up Gas Tank
-Finish Thank You present for Uncle
-Give Noelle and DJ gifts
-Visit Dillard
-Go to Eye Doctor to buy new Glasses
-Take the SAT
-Apply to UCF and UF
-Get all A's
...now time to get started! Off to Class!
Monday, August 18, 2008
A little gift called "Luck"
Before Math Class began, our Professor [who looked to be no more than 23] announced that there will be no classes tomorrow. [Kind of a bummer] But woo hoo!
That makes me a feel better cause I really don't want to drive in the rain at night.
Anyway, I heard I still HAVE to go to work tomorrow.
If they say it's a "hurricane" then why are we still up for training tomorrow?
That is so retarded.
That makes me a feel better cause I really don't want to drive in the rain at night.
Anyway, I heard I still HAVE to go to work tomorrow.
If they say it's a "hurricane" then why are we still up for training tomorrow?
That is so retarded.
The Start.
I cannot believe that all Schools are closed EXCEPT for Colleges today due to a stupid Tropical Storm.
So, I woke up at 8:30 this morning, which was a nice change indeed, but it was annoying to see my brother snoozing. I can't wait to wake up and have him in school and not here. Hah, everyone got this really awesome extra day, that's neat I guess.
I'm a bit nervous today because of course on my first day of class it so happens to be my Math class. Bleah...
Talk about excitement!
I'm just excited to finish this year of college so I can go to UCF next year.
Yeah, I made up my mind to go there than to UF. If I end up there then the world of knowledge would overflow. [Just being sarcastic].
Anyway, as for Tomorrow, Wednesday and Thursday it's:
Math, Art Appreciation, Math, World Religion.
Then starting on September 8th I will have my English Class.
[I was so close to passing that AP test that I just didn't] :(
I already knew I wouldn't. Meh...
I started something new on Flickr this past week and started to have thoughts about making a business.
Making all rights to me: © Dominique Ashley Photography.
Maybe you should check it out: www.flickr.com/domi_smoochies
Well I am off to take some photos before 2pm.
-Dominique
So, I woke up at 8:30 this morning, which was a nice change indeed, but it was annoying to see my brother snoozing. I can't wait to wake up and have him in school and not here. Hah, everyone got this really awesome extra day, that's neat I guess.
I'm a bit nervous today because of course on my first day of class it so happens to be my Math class. Bleah...
Talk about excitement!
I'm just excited to finish this year of college so I can go to UCF next year.
Yeah, I made up my mind to go there than to UF. If I end up there then the world of knowledge would overflow. [Just being sarcastic].
Anyway, as for Tomorrow, Wednesday and Thursday it's:
Math, Art Appreciation, Math, World Religion.
Then starting on September 8th I will have my English Class.
[I was so close to passing that AP test that I just didn't] :(
I already knew I wouldn't. Meh...
I started something new on Flickr this past week and started to have thoughts about making a business.
Making all rights to me: © Dominique Ashley Photography.
Maybe you should check it out: www.flickr.com/domi_smoochies
Well I am off to take some photos before 2pm.
-Dominique
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Lost Realist.
I've never felt the way I have seriously felt before until now. It's so uncanny that it is so hard to explain it.
Maybe it's my big ego, yet I know I have done nothing wrong [or have noticed] that I have been doing all the wrong things. Communicating when I should just give up, to look on the bright side of things and to just move on with my life. It is such a hard thing to do when all I do is sit in the misery of things and contemplate if life is worth it.
If I wasn't so miserable with certain situations I'd go out and say that my life is by far "perfect". Well, I hate to bust my own bubble but it isn't. Everything has become so difficult. The once perfect world where no one gets hurt in any way shape or form has come into my slippery hands as a fragile glass. There we go, what am I to do? I can't juggle this glass or else it will shatter [no big surprise there]. My brain is wired and thoughts are thrown askew and I don't think I can get it together.
Words such as "hate" and "fate" are way too alike that it's insanely ridiculous that people can hate me. Through out my entire life I tried to be so good to not hurt anyone, I just ended up becoming the person hurt. I didn't want to hate anyone so I wouldn't wind up being one of the hated. Everything I tried to do has basically been all for nothing. There are those who stand by me, and then there are those who absolutely loath me. What's the point of a strong front? Everyone knows I crumble under the slightest harshest words. Criticism is hard for me to grasp because I try so hard to because so perfect. The perfect friend, the perfect girlfriend, the perfect daughter, the perfect cousin, perfect niece, perfect granddaughter. It's all tearing me apart to a point where I just am now laying back and taking it all in. Who cares if people hate me? Who cares if I'm not perfect? If people are to be in my life they have to accept me. If they don't accept me then they aren't people you want in your life. I'm done trying to apologize for things I am not sorry for. I didn't do anything wrong in any situation, I will only apologize until I see fit to do so.
No one will get the best of me, I have to sing my heart out and spill my anguish, dwell on it for a couple of moments and realize the better things I have in my life.
The sun still rises and so shall my hopes for a better future.
Everything I do, think or say happens because I am the one who MAKES it happen.
And I say, "fuck it"!
Here I am, alive and kicking, no sorrow in my heart except for the love I am opening up in my heart for others.
Love me or hate me.
Take your pick, either way I'm still here standing.
"What goes up, has got to fall".
Maybe it's my big ego, yet I know I have done nothing wrong [or have noticed] that I have been doing all the wrong things. Communicating when I should just give up, to look on the bright side of things and to just move on with my life. It is such a hard thing to do when all I do is sit in the misery of things and contemplate if life is worth it.
If I wasn't so miserable with certain situations I'd go out and say that my life is by far "perfect". Well, I hate to bust my own bubble but it isn't. Everything has become so difficult. The once perfect world where no one gets hurt in any way shape or form has come into my slippery hands as a fragile glass. There we go, what am I to do? I can't juggle this glass or else it will shatter [no big surprise there]. My brain is wired and thoughts are thrown askew and I don't think I can get it together.
Words such as "hate" and "fate" are way too alike that it's insanely ridiculous that people can hate me. Through out my entire life I tried to be so good to not hurt anyone, I just ended up becoming the person hurt. I didn't want to hate anyone so I wouldn't wind up being one of the hated. Everything I tried to do has basically been all for nothing. There are those who stand by me, and then there are those who absolutely loath me. What's the point of a strong front? Everyone knows I crumble under the slightest harshest words. Criticism is hard for me to grasp because I try so hard to because so perfect. The perfect friend, the perfect girlfriend, the perfect daughter, the perfect cousin, perfect niece, perfect granddaughter. It's all tearing me apart to a point where I just am now laying back and taking it all in. Who cares if people hate me? Who cares if I'm not perfect? If people are to be in my life they have to accept me. If they don't accept me then they aren't people you want in your life. I'm done trying to apologize for things I am not sorry for. I didn't do anything wrong in any situation, I will only apologize until I see fit to do so.
No one will get the best of me, I have to sing my heart out and spill my anguish, dwell on it for a couple of moments and realize the better things I have in my life.
The sun still rises and so shall my hopes for a better future.
Everything I do, think or say happens because I am the one who MAKES it happen.
And I say, "fuck it"!
Here I am, alive and kicking, no sorrow in my heart except for the love I am opening up in my heart for others.
Love me or hate me.
Take your pick, either way I'm still here standing.
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