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Wednesday, 18 August 2010

  • Awakening

    It's been a long time since I've actively conjured up a blog post. I feel like there is so much going on in my life, I don't even know where to begin when it comes to writing it down. However, while so much has been happening in my life, I also feel like I'm just standing still when I really should be moving forward in my life and becoming who I want to become.
    I want a metamorphosis. I want to transform into the lovely butterfly I know I can be. I was sitting outside on my porch the other day, watching butterflies flutter around so care-free and living life to their fullest  and I became very envious. I feel like I haven't moved anywhere in the two years since I graduated high school. I'm still the same high school student, just older and living on my own instead of my mom's house. I haven't come into my own yet, and I think it's about damn time I do so! So I deleted my facebook in hopes of focusing only on me for the next couple months. Why delete facebook? That's a story all on it's own.
    Basically, I've been running into a lot of people via facebook from my past that I never thought I would see again. Some were friends at one point, and some were acquaintances- but all of them from my past. I didn't mind it so much at first-it was great seeing old faces in pictures and catching up like old times. The only problem that really stuck with me through this was the fact that I feel like I'm not moving forward in my life. I feel like I'm stuck seeing those old people- who have their own lives, who are moving forward with school and relationships and transforming into adults- instead of moving forward from my past and meeting new faces and creating new adventures.
     I need to move. I need to breathe and take a step in the right direction and really focus on me. The people from my past will always be in my heart, and I thank them dearly for how they've formed my life in one way or another. Without them, I wouldn't be who I am today. However, I'm dying to see what's ahead in my life. I'm so eager to figure out who I'm going to be, that I feel like the life I'm living and the people who I keep re-encountering are holding me back. It's time for a change.
    Also, I feel like I want to be off the radar while going through my transformation. This transformation needs to be about me, so I want to take it personally and I feel that without facebook, I can concentrate on me more than the friends that I rarely see. So, for the next couple months (at least) my facebook is gone. :D
    I will make this time in my life exciting. I have so many plans and goals that I want to start achieving, and it's up to me to start taking that first step. I will be posting on xanga more often now, because I really feel like this place is going to be my safe haven for my thoughts and ideas.

    Keep me going, I need the motivation!

    <3

Thursday, 13 May 2010

  • Weight Loss Motivation: How Do You Stay On Track?

    For the past couple months, I was very active in my weight loss regime. I was eating the right amount of calories, making sure I had the proper nutritional values in my diet and exercised regularly.I was happy with the results; I lost 10 pounds in 2 months and I'm happy to say that I've kept the weight off since then.
     However, with the final weeks of school pressing down mentally, I strayed from my diet and haven't been able to keep up with it the way I should have. I can also say that I ran into some much needed money, and with that I have been treating myself with devilish sweets that I know aren't good for me. It's no excuse, but I felt that when I denied my cravings, those cravings would be twenty times harder to get out of my head than normal. It was maddening at times.
    It just seems so hard to stay motivated throughout my weight loss journey. The aspect of losing the weight is not hard; in fact, I fell right into place with my regime easily and the weight seemed to melt off me. It's the idea of trying to get back on track after a months hiatus from my journey. I had great motivation when I started. Now, the motivation isn't there but I want to get it back. I've come this far, it's a shame to stop here!
    How do you stay on track and keep yourself motivated with a changing lifestyle?

Thursday, 01 October 2009

Wednesday, 02 September 2009

  • The Bain Of My Existance.

     Why is it whenever I think you're clear from my mind, my heart, my imagination, the thought of you suddenly reappears in the form of an obscure dream? Why does my head torture me this way? I haven't spoken to you in 5 years. I haven't caught a glimpse of you in well over 8 months. I keep telling myself that I fucking hate you just to keep my memories of you at bay, because if I don't my soul feels like it could rip out of my physical form and search and search and search until it finds you.
    What's the meaning of my dreams? I don't think about you for months at a time, and then your face that I love- your body that I secretly crave- your voice that I yearn to hear- pops into my head and spins my perfectly happy life out of control. The thought of you is unbearable. I'd give anything to have my dreams come true. You're the addiction I can't seem to fucking shake; you put heroin to shame. I'd give anything--I'd risk my relationship, my friends, my family, my everything--to just kiss you. Do you know how fucking sick that makes me? I wish they offered therapy for people who have to overcome you. Yet, I just want a moment of weakeness with you. To know what it's like to just be with you. To hold you in a way I never did. To touch you in a way I've always wanted to. Just thinking about it makes me want to tap my veins ready for you. I hate you. I love you. God, do I fucking love you. But I hate you. I hate you so fucking much.

     

    Damnit--I miss you, boy.

Tuesday, 25 August 2009

  • Wow Oh Wow, What A Week.

    Phew, I feel like I've hardly had a chance to sit down and collect my thoughts lately. School started last week, and I can tell that this semester is going to be a tough one. I really need to get my head clear from all of my personal drama and just hash out these next couple months for school. My English class is definately going to be one that I'll be struggling in. My teacher is an awesome douchbaggy kind of guy, but I can respect him even though he makes the class intimidating. I've always been good in English, but this semester I don't think I'll be anywhere as successful in this class. Pray for me, haha.
    I'm taking Western Civilizations, and this class is going to be the reason why I go to school on a morning. I can't wait for this class to fully kick in! I love ancient history and all the wars that went on in order to make our world the way it is now, ^_^ it's going to be great.
    On a dramatic note, my friend and I were cut-throat last Wednesday. So much bullshit has been revolving around my friends lately, and we're all just pointing fingers at ourselves instead of trying to resolve it. Friend A decided to yell at me in class and outside of class because I skipped out on Friend B's birthday party. Granted, Friend B didn't come to my birthday, which was a day before hers, and Friend A is all on my nutts because she thinks I'm the one not trying to formulate a friendship. So, I went to Friend B and told her we needed to talk (I just wanted to show Friend A that I'm trying on my part to keep the friendship alive, even though I've all but given up on the both of them) and she told me she'd give me a call Sunday night. And what happens?!? Friend B decides to go see Inglourious Basterds instead of having a sit-down with me and hashing things out. So, all I can say is, "fuck both of them."

    Ahhh. It's nice to just talk about it without the estrogen flying and people getting emotional. :)

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    • Member Since: 7/15/2009

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  • Music is my drug of choice, writing is my lost muse that I intend to gain back, and makeup is my own form of a Monet painting. I love the twisted, the paranormal, the things that make your heart jump into your throat. But, I also love the cutesiness, the brightness and so sickeningly sweet things that make up our world. I'm weird. I'm fastinating. I'm me.