tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70363255881916627922011-09-04T22:48:30.044-07:00callmebluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09738715852642258280noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7036325588191662792.post-77552586236334137962011-09-04T22:48:00.000-07:002011-09-04T22:48:25.626-07:00I am only a year over a quarter century old and I feel that time is running out. Is it so impossible that I expected things to be so drastically different than what they really are. I have wasted so much time already. I should be studying instead of playing catch up with my bills. But I have such terrible habits when it comes to sticking things out. I know my flaws. I am seriously making an effort to change. I know my battle is not easy. I want so much to change things about myself. Not just my weight but my personality. I want to never let myself feel the things <u>J</u> made me feel. So, from now on, I will document my change. I will force myself to look at my deficiencies and see what I must change. I wont stick my head in the sand. I will stick out this retail job, this mediocre life, and this crappy diet until I fix myself. I'm not crazy, or suicidal, I just know that I am in need of a personality makeover. For that, I need to make money. To make money I must work. I have to find a new direction. This wanderlust in me will not go away. I must find a way to sooth it. But I will do so in a way that does not ruin my life further. So says I.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7036325588191662792-7755258623633413796?l=wanderlustwishes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>callmebluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09738715852642258280noreply@blogger.com0