Another Update For Andy
Another boring entry in the diary of Danielle....
Work sucked, I know... that never changes. I am trying to have a more positive outlook on my life though, which seems to be helping a little bit. I'm just really depressed at work, its not the place for me. It constantly brings me down, and the only real support I have there is from Jeremy. All my really good friends have left that job, and for GOOD reason. Dial America sucks, and anyone who says differently is high on something.
I am really needing to get my life back in order, and figure out what it is I want to do. I'm looking into some college courses to complete at home, that way I can work and study at the same time. I feel kind of idle just sitting at home after work, with nothing really "stimulating" to get my brain going. I do the typical "chores, yardwork" thing but thats not enough to get my brain active. I need books that i can highlight, learn something from. School would be beneficial to me, because I could earn my degree in a field that really interests me and then get a job based on what degree I earned. I'd be able to leave Dial America FOR GOOD and do something worthwhile with my life. Maybe then I wouldn't be so tempted to act out rebelliously and make stupid decisions.
I'm not proud of everything I've done in my life, and I apoligize if I've acted that way in the past. I know I'm not perfect, I've never tried to be for the simple fact that "being perfect" is an unobtainable goal. Perfect is, as perfect does and everybody has their own views and standards as to how they can be the best person they're able to be. I haven't been the best person I'm capable of being, but that is something I am now striving to be each and every day.
I am grateful for everyone and everything in my life. I know I am blessed and that issues that come up in my life are minor compared to burdens people are dealing with in other parts of the world. My life, by far, is great compared to victims of Katrina, or starving children in Africa, or people dying of famine or ravaged by disease. I am lucky for what I have in life. I mean, I have a roof over my head, good food on the table, a bed to sleep in with blankets and comfortable pillows, clothes to wear, shoes to put on and all the accesories I deem "important" to have. I'm pretty spoiled. I try not to take things for granted anymore, because was I have is truly a luxury. I'm not rich by any stretch of the imagination, but I am very very blessed.
So, in spite of all of this why do I still feel depressed? A chemical imbalance in my brain or a figment of my imagination? Can you imagine being depressed?? If I am imagining this, I have one hell of a powerful imagination. Goodness gracious.
In any event, I'm getting very sleepy all of a sudden and should probably retired to bed now. No work tommorow, awesome!! I get to sleep in. Goodnight y'all. Sweet dreams.
Work sucked, I know... that never changes. I am trying to have a more positive outlook on my life though, which seems to be helping a little bit. I'm just really depressed at work, its not the place for me. It constantly brings me down, and the only real support I have there is from Jeremy. All my really good friends have left that job, and for GOOD reason. Dial America sucks, and anyone who says differently is high on something.
I am really needing to get my life back in order, and figure out what it is I want to do. I'm looking into some college courses to complete at home, that way I can work and study at the same time. I feel kind of idle just sitting at home after work, with nothing really "stimulating" to get my brain going. I do the typical "chores, yardwork" thing but thats not enough to get my brain active. I need books that i can highlight, learn something from. School would be beneficial to me, because I could earn my degree in a field that really interests me and then get a job based on what degree I earned. I'd be able to leave Dial America FOR GOOD and do something worthwhile with my life. Maybe then I wouldn't be so tempted to act out rebelliously and make stupid decisions.
I'm not proud of everything I've done in my life, and I apoligize if I've acted that way in the past. I know I'm not perfect, I've never tried to be for the simple fact that "being perfect" is an unobtainable goal. Perfect is, as perfect does and everybody has their own views and standards as to how they can be the best person they're able to be. I haven't been the best person I'm capable of being, but that is something I am now striving to be each and every day.
I am grateful for everyone and everything in my life. I know I am blessed and that issues that come up in my life are minor compared to burdens people are dealing with in other parts of the world. My life, by far, is great compared to victims of Katrina, or starving children in Africa, or people dying of famine or ravaged by disease. I am lucky for what I have in life. I mean, I have a roof over my head, good food on the table, a bed to sleep in with blankets and comfortable pillows, clothes to wear, shoes to put on and all the accesories I deem "important" to have. I'm pretty spoiled. I try not to take things for granted anymore, because was I have is truly a luxury. I'm not rich by any stretch of the imagination, but I am very very blessed.
So, in spite of all of this why do I still feel depressed? A chemical imbalance in my brain or a figment of my imagination? Can you imagine being depressed?? If I am imagining this, I have one hell of a powerful imagination. Goodness gracious.
In any event, I'm getting very sleepy all of a sudden and should probably retired to bed now. No work tommorow, awesome!! I get to sleep in. Goodnight y'all. Sweet dreams.