The Countdown Begins

I finally quit. I gave my two weeks and now I’m in the final week. I have 4 days left and I can’t wait.

I’m getting pink and purple in my hair and a new tattoo with the brother then comes…wait for it…the lip ring. J

My new boss has already said ok to each one of these things. This is surprising because I was planning all of it around my new job so that it wouldn’t be a problem. Looks like I’m going to enjoy this place a LOT!

All I have left to clean out is the storage unit and I finally got my bed back! Last night was the first night I slept in a real bed in over a month and I had forgotten how much I missed it.

Family drama? You bet!

Work drama? You bet!

Am I happier? You fucking bet! J

I’m diggin everything about what’s going on right now and everything that is changing in my life. I can’t just start from the beginning and go through it, I have random points that pop into my head that I feel like I have to share.

School is almost over and it’s going really great. I’m going to finish strong not to mention the fact that I’ll get a whole month off, PAID! :-D

I CAN’T WAIT! I’m not failing at being a “successful kid” as much as I thought I would. I’m really enjoying this new life.

:-)

New start in life!!! J

That’s what I’m looking forward to. I’ve realized that the cookie cutter lifestyle isn’t for me.

I want more.

Something different.

What? Well… I haven’t gotten that far yet.

All I know is that when I was younger, I was told that I could do whatever I wanted and as I got older, ropes and restrictions were put on me and I felt pushed one direction or another. Not anymore, baby. I’m back on track. I’m a dreamer and I’m here to claim what’s rightfully mine. I only get one shot at this life and I’m not going to waste another minute doing something I don’t want to or making sacrifices for something that isn’t worth it. You can jump on the wagon with me or you can wave as I leave but I’m going on to bigger and better things and I’m not coming back.

Fuck growing up and fuck wasting my time on 40+ hours a week. For what? So I can retire one day and be too old to do what I want to? Nope! Not this girl!

I’m done expecting someone to be what I want them to be. Either you’re right for my personality or you aren’t and I’ll move on.

I’m not fighting over stupid shit anymore and I’m not wasting energy on stuff that isn’t necessary. I know what’s important to me and I know what’s not. I’m not going to change or mold people to my standards but I’m happy to teach them or share with them anything they’d like to be a part of.

I want to be happy and I want the same for others and sometimes the only way to be happy is to let someone go and move on with your life. Some people are put here permanently and others are just passing through so make the most of every moment you have together because when they’re gone, you don’t want any regrets.

The new me is exciting and I’m ready to move on and explore this earth. I’ve only been out of the country a grand total of three times. I want to see the world. I want to go places I’ve only dreamed of. 

It starts now.