Absolute Wannabe

If you are my friend on Facebook or a follower on Twitter, you know I was pretty excited that this weekend happened. If you're not, I'm pretty jazzed that this weekend happened. The past year (at least the second half) was pretty incredible. I have a feeling that incredible is about to continue. This past year, I did one thing I promised myself I'd never do. Now I know what your thinking, but it was certainly not anything bad. In fact, it turned out to be a great decision. A life changing one. As in one that changed my life. Because of said decision, I met incredible people, I've done more things I didn't think I'd ever do, and, ultimately, I came out of my shell (YAAAAY CLICHES). It's because of this one decision that some amazing people came into my life and I stopped caring about people judging me as much. I'm finally the loud, obnoxious person I knew that I always was outside of my house. So I want to thank y'all. Thank you for inspiring me...

We've all got problems. We don't have good grades, our car broke down, we don't have enough friends on Facebook or Twitter or blog followers, we ate too much, we're starving, we don't know when our favorite TV show comes back on, we're missing a party or a big game for something really boring, our job sucks, etc. No matter how trivial these problems seem to other people (or your future self looking back on where you are now), they are tough and matter to us. They are real problems. That is, until something real happens. Something worthy of at least three episodes on a major TV show. A lot of times when something like this happens, we are in shock, not even able to comprehend what has just happened. Then, we have to go through our day, scared and numb. But finally, you get that moment when you can calm down. That may mean you have to clean, make a mess, scream in a pillow, talk to yourself, pray, talk to your neighbor's cat, read, write, watch your favorite...

Well, yesterday I went back to school from break (it actually turned out semi-productive). School generally makes me feel icky (ewww I actually loathe this word), but this time for some reason I was excited to go back. This doesn't really have anything to do with my break. It was actually really awesome. I think it may have just been going back to my routine after not having a real plan for the last two and an half weeks. I also have an opportunity I've never really seized this semester. I didn't do so hot on some of my exams. Even though I ended up with decent semester grades, I knew I could do better. I get really lazy sometimes, and I had a lag in November and December. Now I have the opportunity and incentive to do better. I have a lot of fears about school, including the fear of whether or not I'll get into college. This totally comes into play here, but I think hard work is something to be learned and then you will value it for the rest of your life. So I'...