April 1, 2009…
It is my sincere belief that time heals everything. EVERYTHING.
Ever since I have decided to go back and finish my undergraduate degree, life has thrown me not curveballs, but BOWLING BALLS at me. I’ve been bloodied, bruised, hurt, knocked down.
I can’t say that I’ve had a bad life, there are things going for me that I am eternally thankful for… yet somehow I can’t seem to quite break free of the shackles from the past.
Time
read onUpdates… long overdue.
I’m not even sure where to begin, because I’ve somehow been MIA from my own blog.
A few weeks ago, while catching up with random friends on Facebook & GChat, reminiscing about old times, my friends asked if I still used Xanga. Wow, somehow that felt like an eternity ago.
I had to think long and hard, about the last time I used Xanga. I even remembered making specific, cryptic posts about what I was going through
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