Journal Entry for January 1, 2008
Allright....probably TMI....but I'd just like to state that I've had a breakthrough! Forthe first time since my birthday I didn't freak …
I'm 21 years old and currently sorting out life. I have intense faith in God and in the idea that everything has a reason, we just may not see it right away. Other than that I've been decribed as being like punk, country, and classical music all rolled together. I played the strin bass for ten years until chronic hand injuries forced me to quit. I'm still delaing with that and it's one of the two hardest things I've ever had to deal with, but at least I can still play my cello!
I'm 21 years old and currently sorting out life. I have intense faith in God and in the idea that everything has a reason, we just may not see it right away. Other than that I've been decribed as being like punk, country, and classical music all rolled together. I played the strin bass for ten years until chronic hand injuries forced me to quit. I'm still delaing with that and it's one of the two hardest things I've ever had to deal with, but at least I can still play my cello!
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Animals, history, theology, movies and music of all kinds, philosophy, any kind of outdoor pursuit.
Allright....probably TMI....but I'd just like to state that I've had a breakthrough! Forthe first time since my birthday I didn't freak …
Well kids, it's New Year's EVE! My favorite holiday! I'm going out tonight with a few guys from work. Now, you'd think that would …
I might be starting to date a guy. Which, you know....hooray and all that, but it also means I'm going to sort a few things out with myself …
Allright, I've had time to get over that initial creeped the hell out stage. And actually finding that paper was a good thing for me. As seen SO …
Snarl....ok. I was cleaning old files out of my computer and ran across a few that I forgot were there....including some from, well...I'll …
I was raped by someone I had considered a friend on my 21st birthday (March 22). All of my other friends had assumed I would be safe when he gave me a "lift home." I only remember pieces, but those pieces are enough to give me nightmares. I'm a proud person and like to believe I can handle things on my own, but sometimes I have a weak moment and it all comes back. All the confusion, the rage, the injustice, the humiliation. I sometimes feel weak and scared, and I hate that.