Sunday, May 22, 2011

Only Time Can Tell

Will any good come of all the bad i have been put through....well? I have been patiently waiting for the time to come...just getting a little depressed, and starting to repress my feelings, by sleeping off the pain, anger, ...and most of all anxiety...if it weren't for me and my big conscience, i wouldn't be this situation. Its things like this that keep me awake nearing 3 in the morning. But it also thinking about other things to, mostly the future; and what it will hold. I wish i knew if anybody ever stopped a read a paragragh off my blog, just to be happy that i may have an audience. :/ a girl can have dreams cant she! ;)

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Not giving up that easily

Thinking of different ways not to give on myself....like there is that one thing that stands in my way of me getting the most perfect job...okay i forget most people dont know me.
Well I don't drive. Sounds pretty lame huh? I am 23 and learning! Still a bit afraid i suppose since i just didnt go for my licence. But instead of me hounding myself, imma get back out there and prove to myself i can do it. I control my future, my life, my journey!! Me.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Not depressed

In the recent event of me losing my job, i have been trying to keep myself from ever getting depressed. Been using self help googled sites to prevent anxiety attacks, depression, etc...the list goes on. You just need to keep yourself busy...which is hard to do--well it is but it isnt. You either get it or you don't! Been looking for a job online, calling non-stop. Anybody looking for an administrative medical assistant?! ;)
--signed keeping my hopes up!

Irritating ex-employee

Feeling anxiety all around me, being nervous fearful for what you have spoken to me. Hurting me is this emotion, that just won't go away. I try so hard to forget about the past, but it still remains current, that you will always be an ass. Anger builds inside of me, thinking about how you always treated me. Thought you were a friend--well that def. Came to an end. Now i can care less about you, to me you are poo ( something disposable, forgotten) Can you just leave me be, so my body and mind can be free. Never ment any harm to you, or even to your character. But my conscience told my mind it wasn't right, yet still you put up a fight. There are thiings you should not do, and lines you should not cross. Get over yourself, because in my life you wont be loss. The time spent trying to be your friend; wasted time is what i have now. Grow up little baby mama, get away from all this drama! This is pretty much what i have to say-or write to get this stupid feeling, emotion out of me.

Love me, myself, and I--don't care!