I finished school in October and said I was going to take six months off. Becca looked at me about a week ago and said "You're going crazy, aren't you?". The answer to that is a resounding yes! So I reapplied and will be starting school on January 17th. Apparently three months is how long I can last without acquiring major deb...knowledge I meant knowledge.
This is probably going to be a pretty random post. I have a lot sloshing around in this brain of mine and a need, a burning need, to get it all out.
Truth is something that shouldn't be so difficult. You open your mouth and the truth should come out, but it doesn't. This society has been built around half truths, omissions, and flat out lies. When do we just say enough and tell the goddamn truth? Quit the manipulations and the bullshit. Don't lie. Don't fabricate. Don't omit. That's it, just tell the truth and yes, your ass looks fat in those jeans.
I have recently come to discover that I like being strong. I have always regretted in some ways being strong because when you're the rock, who is your rock? Well, I have those I consider rocks and I lean on them but I am strong. I am capable. I can handle the things that come my way because I am so strong. I do not require the constant attention of others and in fact find a solace in being alone occasionally. I know that were there nobody else, I could still make it. I don't need to bind people to me with my need.
Okay, I'm going to get this posted. A lot going on in my head and it's not coming out right. Maybe I'll let it keep rocking around in there.
That is all.