I doubt that anyone will be reading this post since I havn't written anything in such a long time, but Im gonna write it anyway.
I am proud to say that I am offically signed up for classes, well, a class. That's better then nothing though. I am trying to be like the tortise, slow but persistant. Someone I respect asked me once "how do you eat an elephant?" I don't know, I replied. "One bit at a time" he answered. Words of wisdom, I'm looking for progress not perfection.
The past six months have been a humbling experience for me. I have put forth an effort to seclude myself from the negative influnces that once poisioned my body and mind. In my seclusion I found much time to look inwards and see myself for who I am, and for who I was on track of becoming. I wasn't happy with what I saw. I push myself now, to be better than average in everything I do. I feel that I have grown more in the past six months then I have in the past six years. I know that I am young for saying this, but time passes by way too quickly. What have I done the past six years? What have I accomplished? Not enough! I guess what I am saying is that I have found myself. No, I don't have any answers at the moment on what I want to be or where am I gonna be in six years, but I know who I am gonna be and the type of character I will have.
I can't take the credit for my progress, I owe my life to my parents. At twenty seven years old I think I am finally getting a grasp on what it takes to officailly grow up. So to both of you, thank you.