I am a weird one. I have been debating with myself for the past few days, on whether I should or shouldn’t be thinking about something. I am obsessive, I am crazy. I know I haven’t written in a while, but while travelling I have been having a hard time getting a hold of a computer every day. I would rather just write on a piece of paper, sitting at the end of a hard day of walking or after getting up in the morning. What to do? I really want to put all the journaling into the blog, but its going to take forever if I do do it. I am my usual obsessive self, nothing’s really changed. I guess. I feel like I am wasting all the talent, all the intelligence, all the beauty, youth, opportunity, etc that God has given me! How could I do that? I can be anything that I want, except a man,well, nowadays even that is possible.
I feel really good about my body and my face nowadays, after getting a good ego boost from being called beautiful more times than ever before. I know I dont need other people to tell me I’m good looking for it to matter or for it to get to me, but sometimes you need that ego boost. Now I feel like I am just bsing. Whatever.