Disappearing is totally my thing. There's just something wonderful about not really being reachable for a few days (or, you know... months) and not caring. It's fantastic. Eventually, though, being elusive becomes tiring, so here I am. As of right now, no overall update. I don't feel like being super open, so if you know, you know, and if you don't we probably haven't talked in a long enough time to justify that. I am a gemini, though, so that'll probably change soon.
I found a list of goals that I made on my birthday, and I have decided it's time for the three-month-evaluation. So here goes.
One. I will return to real school and put my whole heart back into it.
Two. I will not stress over boys. Love happens when it happens. Just like speeding tickets and salmonella, nothing good comes from rushing. I will wait for the man who'll treat me like a princess.
Three. I will maintain my work outs. 21 is too young to start growing wider.
Four. I will have something published by the end of this year.
Five. I will have my very own IMDB credit by the end of this year.
Six. I will break my shopping addiction.
Seven. I will not regress.
Eight. I will not be influenced by others.
Nine. I will stop missing K.
Ten. I will get my own place.
Eleven. I will meet new friends.
Twelve. I will volunteer.
Thirteen. I will not cause drama.
Fourteen. I will be more tolerant.
Fifteen. I will be more forgiving.
Two. I will not stress over boys. Love happens when it happens. Just like speeding tickets and salmonella, nothing good comes from rushing. I will wait for the man who'll treat me like a princess.
Three. I will maintain my work outs. 21 is too young to start growing wider.
Four. I will have something published by the end of this year.
Five. I will have my very own IMDB credit by the end of this year.
Six. I will break my shopping addiction.
Seven. I will not regress.
Eight. I will not be influenced by others.
Nine. I will stop missing K.
Ten. I will get my own place.
Eleven. I will meet new friends.
Twelve. I will volunteer.
Thirteen. I will not cause drama.
Fourteen. I will be more tolerant.
Fifteen. I will be more forgiving.
One: This is a work in progress. Three months is not enough time to finish this one, but I'm on the path.
Two: Check. I've been single longer than I have since junior high and I fully intend to keep it that way. Part-of-a-couple-Chelsey is not so great at remaining an individual sometimes, and that's not okay.
Three: I'm damn busy, okay?? I'm still working on the motivation part, but it's coming along.
Four: Again, working on it. Post-apocalypse story will be developed and submitted to folio.
Five: Check. I never said it would be huge.
Six: Check. My hand was forced on this one, but ends make great justifications for means.
Seven: I found a balance, and that's the best possible option.
Eight: I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T. Do you know what that means?
Nine: Check.
Ten: This one has been put off, but not indefinitely. February?
Eleven: Check. This one is renewed.
Twelve: If only I knew how true this one was.
Thirteen: Check.
Fourteen: I don't think removing myself from a situation counts. Ask again later.
Fifteen : Uh... oh yeah, about that.
Six of fifteen isn't so bad, if you ask me. Now to keep it up and work on the rest. Cheers!
It's basically a one-woman book club.
