Haiku

Alone in my bed

Its too small for two of us

me and my ego

"We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams; wondering by lone sea-breakers, and sitting by desolate streams; world-losers and world-forsakers, on whom the pale moon gleams: Yet we are the movers and shakers of the world forever, it seems."

This quote was written on the back of something that was given to me and for some reason it touched my soul. Some of you may read it and not get it, but it really says a lot. And for that reason, I'm not going to share what it means to me because I want you to take from it what you personally feel without any bias.

Enjoy! :-)

Falling down is part of life; getting back up is living.

*Don't forget to live :-)

Summer :-) oh wait! I mean Summer :-/

Summer is upon us once again and here I am in the same place I am every summer for the last 3 years. Is it shameful? Kinda. Do I feel bad about it? Kinda. What am I gonna do? I have no idea. I have had the thought to go to law school but I can't seem to find the effort in me. I'm pretty sure it's because I like the IDEA of it more than I like the actual reality of it. It sounds good on paper but is all that debt really worth me chasing idea that I THINK I like? Probably not. So in the mean time I will be living life and taking some classes and slowly making progress in life which will probably send me in a completely different direction and I'm completely comfortable with that.

Summer is my least favorite of all the seasons because its just hot. Thats not fun for me. I hate it when the weather is over 75degrees. AND I'm too chubby to wear my arms & legs out hahaha which is shameful as well :-/ BUT I'm working on that [its a work in progress]

****On another note****

I have joined weight watchers and I am really excited about it this time. I'm gonna start working out everyday and going to the meetings regularly. I'm pretty sure I can handle it, especially since I have to pay for it! I better lose weight!

AND I just realized I'm using this blog as a kind of a journal and thats a little weird so I'm going to stop typing now.

My heart is a bullet, you're just my target practice.