I am currently in the library, listening to the Simpsons, glancing at the gmail tab for an email from someone, a particular someone, watching mythbuster videos on youtube, and creating this blog! So many things have happened to me already this new year, I should recount them:
I spent my first winter holiday away from my family and alone in Champaign, IL
I added a 4th temp agency to my list of agencies that are supposed to be employing me here in town
My husband started to really and vigorously ignore me
I started dating guys only to find out that most just want to get into my pants and the one that did actually led me to believe that there was hope for me to have a good relationship with a good man
I got my first bouquet of flowers from a guy who wanted me to have them-for Valentine's Day
I finally worked, and two different times, for two different temp agencies
I got employed, albeit part time, for the Cracker Barrel
I have already experienced suicidal ideation, called and got disconnected from the Suicide Hotline, and resisted the urge to run a small kitchen knife across my wrist a few times
Yeah, hate to end on such a low note, but those things were listed in no particular order.
My goals for this year include:
Getting healthy - such a broad notion but regular exercise and fruits/vegetables consumed on a regular basis seems doable
Getting out of debt - or at least paying down my debt and setting up settlements and payment plans
Saving the money for Stanford - i can't finish my senior year and graduate with a degree in....*sigh* African and African American Studies until I pay Stanford $9,100. My sabbatical is going on a lot longer than I thought and perhaps if I do decide to join to peace corps or teach english in japan it won't matter what my major is.
Figuring out what I want to do with my life - writer, inspirational speaker, English or Reading or Math teacher, College professor teaching about black hair or blacks in Japan, stay at home mother and wife, I don't quite know but I would hope that by the time I am 30, God willing I live that long, I will have a career, a home, and a man to share it with.
Movin in with my main girl Lisa - Living with a friend who is a girl and is awesome, practically the twin sister I never had, and working in California so close to Stanford then making it out there seems as close to a dream of making it in New York or L.A. as is what I would want for myself. I think NY would be dirty and mean and L.A. would be depressing and expensive with all the beautiful successful ppl floating around
Working on me - Blinded by the Shamika is actually a phrase on urban dictionary: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=shamika and apparently my name is associated with going ghetto out of anger, stealing, or some random list of qualities someone thought of. I want to find out what "Shamika" means to me, especially before I go sharing it intimately with someone else. What do I like, what do I like to do, what kinds of things are important to me, how do I weigh in on the issues, what kind of person do I want to be?
Well, read on to find out as I answer those questions and more. I only have 8 more minutes online before I have to go home, read, avoid overeating, and wonder at what tomorrow will bring me. So I am going to use the rest of this time to listen to some melancholy music like Ingrid Michaelson, Rogue Wave, Blue October, and The Postal Service.
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