Sometimes it's hard to believe that I have come this far in my life. That I have overcome a broken heart (or liver). The obstacles of being a complete social outcast. Just to be who I am today.
For the first time in a very long time, I feel more satisfied with who I am. Needless to say, I felt exactly the same way last year. Things then were looking up for me as they are looking up for now. Who can believe that one month ago, I was in a tragic state...trudging along each day just because I had to. My parents expected me to. I must admit that I was in a pretty depressed state, but never got a chance to actually make an appointment. It was out of fear, rather than laziness.
And besides, who would want to change more than if I wanted to change.

Those first six months seems almost like a nightmare that has disappeared. I suppose it has deeply shaped me. Up until the day of cruise (oddly enough, the cruise un-depressed me...but hey...it's meant to relax me), I had let salty drops fall down my cheeks...soaking up my pillow. Then on the cruise ship, suddenly all this wailing stopped. And I haven't lamented like that since.

Well, unfortunately only Britney Spears' Stronger comes to mind. Speaking of which, her new music video is very skanky and...simply put, sucks. Yes, it's quite dorky, but I feel all too stronger now.