I keep writing and rewriting this, trying to think of a creative topic. I want to write something that changes the world, right now. But the world, it never works that way...does it? It takes time, hours and days, minutes and weeks, challenge after challenge. It's as if the world wants you to prove how much you want to change it. Now this blog, the name and all, its basically just about me, my life, opinions and thoughts...I can only assume that's what a blog is. I don't know a lot about blogs, I only am starting this because the Tomlinson women are very persuasive and I couldn't say no, I may or may not be a pushover. We will see how successful I am as a blogger.
My world is changing honestly somewhat drastically right now, some by choice and some because time never stops. Because the clock always moves on, I have to grow up. I cannot always be the little cowgirl in pink cowboy boots, running around with them on the wrong feet. I have to focus on education, leaving home and putting money away for my future life.
This last year has turned my whole world upside, a much needed turning over. It was almost like I was reliving the years where I laid in bed from the pain of growing pains in my shins and legs, but instead of pain it was excitement and instead of my body growing it was my soul, so not really like those days at all..well anyways a year ago today I was getting back from California from my sisters wedding. I was working 8 hours a week at Hollister. I was starting my last year at Clark College, finishing my AA, and I was finally letting my heart heal and move on, finally.
In 365 days my life went from that, to this. I graduated and completed my AA. I am now starting my first year at WSU to get my degree. I'm moving out on my own. I have a consistent job I love, and I feel like I'm actually really good at. I am in love and very passionate about my girlfriend, Dana. This last year has molded me into a stronger, more independent person. All of this, of course, is because of God, my family, close friends, and Dana who was so compassionate towards me as I went from broken to better. People never understand the impact they have on other people. Comments or conversations to one person could be devastating or life changing and yet for other person it could be nothing critical or just words exchanged between acquaintances. Someones facebook status could urge a reader to think and realize something pivotal about their life, and yet the writer could have just been typing to type. I am beyond amazed at how life changing something like facebook could be. For me, it has brought old friends into my life. Friends I sadly would never be in contact with if not for the internet, let alone FB(This is the shortened version of facebook, know that from now on I will most likely use this when referring to the wonderful thing we call facebook).
That was my year... in a nutshell.
I cringed. I wasn't on bar this part of my shift, so that meant...I would have to clean this mess up. Now of course I was thankful about the part of it only being water and not grossness but it was not fun either way. The water was out into the lobby, and I got to use a mop and towels and clean. Because there are still kind people in this world, I was not alone in cleaning it the whole time. Half way through one of the girls who works at the tanning salon came over and donated old towels and her time to finish up the last of the water. To put it simple, the last bit of my shift was not about coffee, and I am very grateful to janitors and/or flood fixers...
After work, once I got home.. I took out old boxes from the barn. Yes, yes I know...the Barnes family has a barn. I opened up the boxes and went down memory lane. I was amazed at what I found, or more so discovered about myself.
It's late now and I work early so this is goodnight for me. It is official, I have completed my first blog. This is me, singing out. Over and out rubber ducky.
Oh ya, and I may have met my baby girl..(but that story is a whole blog in its self)
In 365 days my life went from that, to this. I graduated and completed my AA. I am now starting my first year at WSU to get my degree. I'm moving out on my own. I have a consistent job I love, and I feel like I'm actually really good at. I am in love and very passionate about my girlfriend, Dana. This last year has molded me into a stronger, more independent person. All of this, of course, is because of God, my family, close friends, and Dana who was so compassionate towards me as I went from broken to better. People never understand the impact they have on other people. Comments or conversations to one person could be devastating or life changing and yet for other person it could be nothing critical or just words exchanged between acquaintances. Someones facebook status could urge a reader to think and realize something pivotal about their life, and yet the writer could have just been typing to type. I am beyond amazed at how life changing something like facebook could be. For me, it has brought old friends into my life. Friends I sadly would never be in contact with if not for the internet, let alone FB(This is the shortened version of facebook, know that from now on I will most likely use this when referring to the wonderful thing we call facebook).
That was my year... in a nutshell.
This was my day.First, I was at work. I didn't have to work the early shift so that was a blessing. Well it was a blessing until a customer left the bathroom sink on. Yes...the sink. The sink that overflowed into the bathroom that doesn't have a drain. So about 30 minutes before my shift was over a kind customer comes over and awkwardly says, "I believe your bathroom is overflowing."
I cringed. I wasn't on bar this part of my shift, so that meant...I would have to clean this mess up. Now of course I was thankful about the part of it only being water and not grossness but it was not fun either way. The water was out into the lobby, and I got to use a mop and towels and clean. Because there are still kind people in this world, I was not alone in cleaning it the whole time. Half way through one of the girls who works at the tanning salon came over and donated old towels and her time to finish up the last of the water. To put it simple, the last bit of my shift was not about coffee, and I am very grateful to janitors and/or flood fixers...
After work, once I got home.. I took out old boxes from the barn. Yes, yes I know...the Barnes family has a barn. I opened up the boxes and went down memory lane. I was amazed at what I found, or more so discovered about myself.
- I was super emo before I came out. Not the skater swoosh black hair emo. Just drawings and poems I remember creating in moments of confusion and complete and utter fear, so they were a little emo dramatic...emomatic?
- I keep everything. I mean everything. If you have given me a card in the last, oh I don't know...22 years, I most likely have it. Even if all it said was Happy Birthday, heck it could have the wrong name in it, but I still have it. That and school pictures from friends I don't even remember...maybe they didn't even go to my school...hmm.
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| Da man himself |
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| A few of my many classic Superman comics |
It's late now and I work early so this is goodnight for me. It is official, I have completed my first blog. This is me, singing out. Over and out rubber ducky.
