Diary of Goddess: Life Lessons Learned

I started this blog in HS, when I was this materialistic, but saying I wasn't materialistic first to start a blog and thought my life was so fab since all I did was school, shop, & friends. Fast forward 4 years later, I became this college student that realized that college life wasn't like the movies and MY struggle began...Some 10 years from HS and here I am, living my dream of going to law school, bringing a whole new meaning to MY struggle…

Saturday, September 17, 2005

No. 289 WHY OH WHY

Sometimes, you don't feel like fighting, it's hard to muster up that courage to like do something you know. As for this whole law school thing and stuff, i'm like, dude, i'm just doing my part of the deal and I really don't feel like talking about it and blah blah blah unless you have something to offer me via your thoughts about it. I'm sick of talking about it, especially to people who don't care for the last 4 years or all of a sudden do but will not remember a word I said. Seriously, just like i'm graduating this year, it's my 4th year and technically I could graduate early, but I kind of want a higher GPA, so i'm going to ride it out and try to up it for the last quarter, I don't want to talk about that anymore, i've talked it to death, it's over. (PERIOD).

When I think back to my past post, um...it makes me sound like an idiot, but I had my moment of being an idiot and I don't take it back. I'll never take anything back, well I wouldn't say never, but really.

Also, god, for some reason i'm like when can I meet someone and also you know, i've been rethinking this whole only child thing. Well a thing is, I mean, I'd want my child(s) to have all they can have right, so I mean if one gets to go to Harvard on my buck, the other one had to have the same opportunity too, like I would want him/her to be like, we're too poor since my older bro/sis gets to go to Harvard and he/she gets the shaft and has to go to community college or something, not saying anything of that manner is wrong, but some people would just get it. Like i'd never buy one child pottery barn while the other gets ikea-kind of not fair you know? So, then I realize, god, i'm so lonely sometimes, really, I need interaction, just like it'd be great to have a bro/sis, more so a sis, because I doubt my bro would like ever you know, want to hang with me that much. Anyways, ramblings ramblings ramblings...sometimes shopping is not enough...