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This or that?!

Well I quit SuperMedia. I learned a lot there. Learned a lot about myself, I grew up a lot in the time that I work there. It made me get my butt into school and realize that I can do school! Even though they aren't paying for my schooling anymore, I'm still going to presue college because I actually like it and I'm so excited to finish!

I cant seem to get better. I keep getting a cold! My nose is annoying the heck out of me, I'm constantly blowing my nose, its rubbed raw! It hurts!

So, I have sat in one place today and I havent moved. I'm in one of my depressed days. Thinking about the past. Thinking about how and if I've moved on. I'm still not sure. I know some of this isn't going to make any sense because I'm writing off incomplete thoughts.

Ive learned so much about myself in the past year! And I'm so ready to be writing about something different other than my sorrows... It's getting old and I'm getting tired of writing about it. I need to focus my energy on something else. And I'm ready, I want to. I'm willing my heart to lead me in a different direction, but I can honeslty say that I'm not sure if my heart and my head will follow each other. One of the two is going to dominate and I don't know which one it will be yet! My head or my heart? I want to go with my head, because my heart will get me into trouble.

Sometimes I really wish I could just say or write what is inside my heart and my head. Truthfully, I'm terrified to hear it or even read it.

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