Tired

I don’t have a lot of words for this semester. I wish I could have done more, read more or spent less time on the Internet.

My mind is a mess right now. Will I graduate next year? Will I be able to accomplish the things I need to do next semester? It’s not even the start of the new semester yet here I am trying to stress over things which have not yet occurred.

I need to calm the fuck down.

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Moving to a new space

Today, I have made the decision to finally leave my personal blog space, one that’s been with me since 2007. I’m surprised it wasn’t hard to leave at all.

In my mind, I should have done this a long time ago. I’ve kept a lot of memories (good and bad) on there and I will surely miss it, but I guess it’s time for a new space. Honestly, the girl in that blog isn’t the same girl writing on WordPress today. If you told me I would switch to WordPress 5 years ago, I would have laughed. I’ve been so used to Blogspot and possibly to my old life, where I used to document all my hurt and pain. Gone are the days that I could write only when I felt vulnerable, when I felt damaged or when I just felt like I couldn’t be happy.

Today, I write with the biggest smile on my face because although I cannot keep myself from writing painful things, I will promise to document the things that make me happy. They say good writers find inspiration in every single memory, may it be the worst kind or the one that makes you grin from ear to ear.

In everything, this I promise to myself: I will choose to be happy.