I think about things way too much. I think a lot. I don't really like thinking about things but I always am thinking about things. There's always too much to think about and most of the time it just stresses me out and makes me feel bad. I realized my journal is exhausting. It's too much. All I ever talk about is what I did. I always think I am writing what I feel but no I am just telling, so that has got to change. Life is exhausting. I just want to grow up and be 30 already. I wish I was in 13 Going on 30 and had that magic wishing dust to have whatever wish I want come true. I want to know my future. I wish I could have some cool super power and gift to tell the future. That would be epic. But no, instead I have to wait and see what the future brings. I want to make my own future but I'm not sure what I want. I can't keep waiting for things to happen because in reality lets be real- they will never happen. I can't keep waiting. I am happy. I wouldn't say I'm estatic about things, but I'm doing alright. Life is good.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
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