One Year Ago

One year ago almost to the month, I had no idea where I was going to be from day to day. I didn't know if I was even going to be in the United States. I didn't have a school, I didn't have a direction. I was lost. Nothing made sense. There was an air of embarrassment I was feeling at somehow not cutting and having to transfer. I cried myself to sleep most nights and didn't know what the next day was ever going to bring. I hated it. Then, one day, things just started to get better. Everyday brought a new opportunity, a new piece of news, a new path being forged. The fall happened and nothing seemed to be happening again. My "dream job" didn't turn out to be so dreamy and the days brought more tears, more uncertainty at my decision and more trying to convince myself that I had done the right thing. I kept telling myself that it would get better, just wait until school starts. And its those words and my parents never wavering love that got me through. Again, things gradually started to fall into place. School started, I was meeting people, making friends, going out again, becoming closer to my sister and standing up for myself at work. I started losing weight, slowlyyyyyy, very graduallllyy, but losing none the less. Check out that story here. I've gotten a better job, taking more on campus classes, and making more friends. High school friends have come home and been around, my parents still never waver as a great support system. And sure, I still have my melancholy days and can slip into feeling sorry for myself. But I'm learning to control it. And to quote the king of cheese, Jason Mraz, "I dabble in the melancholy, but I try not to live there." Because people would die to be where I am and have the opportunities that I've been given. And there is something so satisfying about becoming more independent. Of knowing that when I come home every day, I've worked as hard as I can. Of knowing that contribute something. Of knowing that up is the only direction I can and am willing to go. But enough of the cheese. To sum it up, one year ago almost to the day I was sad and lost. Today, I have a goal, and I'm happy. Its amazing, the difference in a year.

Again, enough cheese. Here to me being back to regular blogging. Time is of the essence. In music news, here is something great.

In fashion news, here is more greatness....

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In my news. I'm good. Keep on keeping on.