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Monday, 04 February 2008

  • So.. Alot has changed in the time that has passed from the entries in 2005 and now. First things first - I quit doing drugs.. completely. I also had a child. I had a son born in August of 2006. I'm also engaged to be married in May of this year, but that still has yet to be set in stone.

    It's odd reading the past entries and trying to relate to how I felt back then. Of course, I could, but everything I remember from certain situations and emotions just made me feel so.. obsolete. I can't be I was the way I was or did the things I did. Don't get me wrong, they were the best times of my life.. But shit.. I was complete fucktard.

    I still drink, but everything else is out of the way, including weed. My life consists of working at El Paso, working on my psych degree, Seth, movies and sleep. How exciting, right? Sometimes Ben is thrown into the equation when he's here. ^-^;

     

    Anyway, To be textually honest, things couldn't be any better, I suppose.

     

    Maybe I'll update a more serious, less vague entry and work on expressing more of myself on here.

     

     

     

     

    Until then, Ciao.

Friday, 01 February 2008

  • So, I just read through this entire journal. What a depressing little rut I was.. aside from being a giant faggot when I was 17. I wouldn't trade those posts for anything. Brought back alot of memories, good and bad. It really made me realize how much I've grown from that - THANK GOD. Heh.

     

     

    But if any of you are actually still on here and read stuff like this - I do still have a journal. Livejournal. Smoke_tar. Add it. :D

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