The past.

People always say the words, "The Past" like it's a bad thing. I just spent about 15 minutes just skimming through my old posts. I love it, I can't believe I actually "left" - this feels so much more personal. Yes, there were memories in "The Past" that don't exactly bring up a smile, but they make me realize how much I'm growing. They also remind me that regardless of how much I grow, there's always that one part of me that remains the same. (Sounds a little stupid now that I just read what I typed, but it makes complete sense to me). I should go out and make my life a little more interesting than normal, huh? So I can blog all about it! :)

Strong

I have my own opinions and although I am considerate of other's as well, I will always remain grounded for what I stand for. I can care less of what others think, I've learned that nothing good comes to you for it. For some, common sense isn't common. For some, respect is something they should give to others, they forget to provide respect for themselves. For some, priorities are all shaken up in a bag, orderless.

Just random thoughts.

I want to go back to writing. Words are so beautiful, I want to lengthen my vocabulary.
But it only happens when I get stricken by a strong emotion.

I need to work on my determination for things.