Day 16 — Someone that’s not in my country and state.

    Foreigners, I'm sure most of you see America as a land of opportunity or a way to escape your peril's in your homeland. That may be the case but beyond our freedom, America is filled with greedy people, hatred, and corrupt minds. We waste food, use bad language, kill one another, and spend millions of dollars on entertainment that more than likely will be forgotten the following year. America's not all that cracked up to be.

Cleansing.

I just went through my whole blog, every single post, and starting today I will be deleting a lot of them...

Frida Kahlo.

“I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this decent and good feeling.”
~ Frida Kahlo, 1907-1954

Day 15 — The person I miss the most.

    My last letter applies to you also. There isn't much I can say because you know how I feel.
Shelby
xoxo

College dropout.

Not quite.

I've decided that after my first year of college, I'll drop out and enroll in either cosmetology school or art school.

Why ?
I'm really not 100% sure what I want to do as a career. I understand that this is normal for a majority of college freshmen and people my age, even a few years into college some minds still aren't made up.

But that isn't my problem, deciding on what I want to do. My problem comes in that I don't think a 4 year college is for me. I may not be sure what I want to do career wise but I am 100% sure about what I want out of life. I want to start "life" as soon as I can.

I want to start making money as soon as I can to support myself. A part time job in college would be for the basics but I can't live off of part time minumin wage jobs. I just need enough money to take care of rent, food, car issues, etc...

Im not sure if 4 years & thousands of dollars is goin to get me where I want to go fast enough. Im not saying dropping out is a "short cut" not at all, and I know I wont be making a lot of money but I just need to be comfortable.
Cosmetology school is about 9 months and it isnt hard findin a job in that field. I dont see a problem with doin hair and nails to support myself. There are really good cosmetology schools that not only teach you about doing hair, but also the health aspect of it, they teach you fashion, they also teach you business so that you may potentially run your own shop.

As far as art achool, I might as well do what I love. Im an artist therefore it only makes sense. And if i go to an art school, theres always different subjects to study. For example, interior design which I am interested in, computer and HTML things which I love, advertising, fashion design, the list goes on.
So why not go to field specific schools like cosmetology and art?

And if later on in life I decided I need something more stable, college will always be there...

This is just a thought though.

Vlog: Things that make me happy. :)

Mostly a bunch of rambling but eh...you get the point. :)
Things that belong on the list:
  • Zebras
  • Nikes&Converses
  • Taking pictures
  • Reading&writing
  • The color yellow
  • Those soft suger cake cookies with the icing
  • Getting tips at work
  • Laughing so freakin' hard it hurts
  • Hearing a funny story
  • Happy endings of sad movies
  • FOOOD!
  • Going to church
  • Smiles from strangers
  • Walking downtown
  • Taking loonnnggg hot showers
  • Sour gummie worms
I guess that's pretty much it therefore I don't think Ill make another "Things that make me happy" video but I will Vlog more. :)

So, what makes you happy?

Day 14 — Someone I’ve drifted away from.

    Come back to me. In my heart I'll never leave...
The one that got away,
Shelby
xoxo

Something the Lord made.

"They say you haven't lived unless you have a lot to regret. I regret... I have some regrets. But I think we should remember not what we lost, but what we've done."

8:28 AM

I'm running off of 3 hours of sleep, 3 AM to 6 AM, yet I feel great.
"Once you lose someone, it's never exactly the same person who comes back."

Good or bad change, never the same.
I feel as though I'm not apart of my boyfriends life.

It's as if we're living in two different worlds.

I understand that we are two different people,

with our own lives to live but . . .

It's him and his life; his family, his friends, his plans. . .

. . .and then there's me, in the back somewhere.

I'm not sure if this makes any sense but it's how I feel.

It's how I've always felt. . .

Independence.

I'm ready to be free.
To be on my own.
To be alone.

I'm ready.

on the fourth.

My day started around 2 PM when I finally woke up and realized that I missed church. I was pretty upset seeing as how going to church was the only thing I had planned for the day. I took a shower. A long one and got a lot of thinking done. That's where I do most of my thinking, as well as my crying. I got out of the shower, played in my hair and I put my face on. Although I wasn't going anywhere, it's feels good to know that I look good. That's how it starts sometimes. I had two turkey hot dogs and a turkey burger and settled down on the couch to watch Men of Honor. And when that went off I pop homemade corn and watched Antwone Fisher. I was so confused as to why the main characters of both of the movies were in the Navy. Then I remembered that it was the 4th of July. Made sense. People serving for their country... And after that, I ate a bowl of frozen fruit.

The only person I spoke to today, via text message, was my friend Chris.
I know he cares.