I'm not gonna lie, I'm a hopeless lover for xanga and have fallen back to my roots of blogging again. Unlike my xanga days though, this blog will hopefully be filled with random thoughts, reflections, insights & revelations rather than passive aggressive emotional entries used solely to persuade people into feeling sorry for me. My mom calls this change in attitude "maturity". A bittersweet feeling shutters in my bones as she uses this word to describe me. Why might you ask? Well because only old people are mature... which means, I might ACTUALLY be getting older. Yikes, change has never been a light subject for me to handle (just forewarning you for the entries that MIGHT be coming. ex: wrinkles, first gray hair, missing teeth, stretch marks, marriage etc). haha.
Well, it's 3:44 am and I have Child Welfare in the morning to attend. I love starting my morning with a little bit of depressing stories on physical, sexual, & emotional abuse 1 in 9 children in the U.S. face/experience. It makes me want to get a happy meal right after class and frolic in a field of daisies.... NOT! haha, but I will admit, it is an interesting class & I am expanding in my self-awareness.. which according to Professor Jordan, this is "essential" when becoming a social worker. Good thing I have one more year until I graduate to become more self-aware. In fact, I think I JUST developed another "self-awareness" just by typing right now. Here it is: I am fully aware that staying up until.. well, now 3:47.. working on a blog is completely regrettable when waking up at 8 a.m. for class. I am aware that I should have gone to bed 5 hours ago but didn't because I couldn't figure out if I wanted "dream" or "send me on my way" as my first song on the playlist of my blogpage.
hhahah, ohhh boy, I can already tell this blog is going to be an interesting awakening.
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