UnderTheUmbrella

The journal before this one sounded so optimistic compared to what I am feeling now. This will probably be my last journal on here. I don't care enough to come back to this page anymore. These last few months have been brutal to say the least and I think I am just done with unnecessary shit in my life. I have lost my footing, my path, and my heart in past months. I would be a shattered soul if it weren't for the few, amazing souls holding me together. And with this goodbye and the past behind me, a new and brilliant adventure awaits me. I am scared, only because I know how wrong things could go but I'm going to give it my all and work for t

Bulgogi and kimchi make a good dinner at 8:00 am. Trying not to go right to sleep after having a full meal so I ended up here. Almost a year since I last posted anything here. So much has changed. I feel distraught as I type this. I don't want to think about all of the changes in my life. I just want to look forward and keep moving. Last night was the first time I've picked up a pencil in 6 months and before that, 3 months. I've been working my ass off, bouncing in and out of school. No time to play, catch up, create, or even feel. This coming Monday I go to the dentist and get my wisdom teeth pulled. Its pretty fucked up when I am excited

I work at Ihop now and I will be attending asu in the fall with most of my basics under my belt. The past few months have been horrible but we move on. I joined the philosophers meeting at Hastings yesterday and listened to a discussion about the value of human life. It was pretty interesting and I think I will be joining them again next week. I like how everyone I knew in high school has changed. The teachers pets are now strung out on meth and the college bound preps are now alcoholics. The "prudes" are now attending parties regularly to fill that empty void and EVERYONE has a kid or is in the process of making one. Now this isn't a "shame