Tuesday, February 12, 2013

you know that i can hardly wait

♪♫ Talk Dirty To Me - Poison

I'm feeling a lot better than I was a few days ago. I've decided that I'm not gonna let my mother bring me down. I'm not gonna spend my whole life on disability just because she wants me to give her money. I may have a mental illness, but I'm not gonna let it stop me from being successful. I've found a course that is perfect for me: a youth counselor. Its a two year course, not too expensive and I can get in with my GED (which means no upgrading!). I was a troubled teen (went through abuse, metal illness, partying, etc) and I want to help teens going through similar situations, because I can relate. I had a youth counselor (who had anxiety disorder, but still managed to do her job) help me when I was younger. I'm thinking of getting a hold of her and asking her some questions.

I'm so happy with my decision. A lot of my friends said that I would do great and that it suits me perfect. My boyfriend is the most supportive. He believes that I can do anything, but this would be a really good job for me. I'm gonna try to finish my GED before the summer, then apply for college in September. I'm really nervous and excited. I've never felt more sure about a life plan before. Wish me luck!

Earlier today I got a Valentine's Day package from my boyfriend. It had a plush elephant, plush flower, heart shaped box of Turtles and a card. It was so sweet. I love it! I already ate all the Turtles. I have very little self control around them. Also, I went shopping earlier. I bought a shirt with skulls on it and some chips. Nothing really exciting. But I found Marilyn Monroe lingerie (I wasn't even aware there was a Marilyn Monroe lingerie line) and it fit me and made me look hot! I just didn't have enough money for it. Next time, I'm buying it! :)


I don't know how I'm gonna make it through three more weeks of not seeing my boyfriend. I miss him so much and I can't stop thinking about when I'm gonna see him again. I hope time goes by quickly. This is torture. :(

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