Wearing this hot ass monkey suit during work, I thought about how I haven't written (or typed)anything personal pertaining to my life in the past 8 months. I analyzed how my past has been and tried to notice if I even grew as a person or changed.
Reading my last entry, it felt like I was a stranger. I knew that was me, but I just couldn't fathom the thought of how I wrote the way I did. I remember being in that state but it was like a refresher course for "ME 101." Of course things have changed for the better, some cases for the worse. But all an all I am growing as an indivudual. I finally got the balls to enroll in a Photography class at the Visual Arts Center. You can say that was the peak of my year, but unfortunately I'm going through the long process of withdrawling. By "long process" I mean that I'm procrastinating. For a fact, I know that's why I been down lately. I'm determined to go back this spring. It's just discouraging to get up the moutain to only fall short a step. Oh well, I'm making sure that won't stop me.
Besides that...my life feels mundane. I did let go of a few people in my life and then made room for some people in the past to come back. That in itself is another story.