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    dotsJournal: Today Is gooddots
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    Mood: Straightening things out...

    October 7th 2006. I am 22 years old, but not for long, my birthday is coming soon!! November 9th...Wow, 23. Not exactly where I had hoped to be, but honestly where I expected to be. I guess we actually end up where believe we really will be. We manifest our own destiny, which is what I am doing now. I am truly happy. I have written out my goals, which I suggest everyone to do. It's amazing to see it on paper as a tangible, achievable possiblity. It's truly up to us to make the most of this life. There's the irony! We spend all this time brooding about how things just suck, people sucks, life sucks, no one's real, no one loves me, I love no one, but it's all a matter of perception. Look at the children. They have all the answers. Do they waste their life away wishing things could be different? No. They dont even know any different. Stop wasting time being miserable. We all know life is scarier than death.

    ...Created 2006-10-07 19:08:34

    dotsJournal: HUNGOVERdots
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    Mood: Frustrated

    So this is my first entry. I awoke to my 44 year old recovering alcoholic boyfriend (that is not in love with me) reaming me in the ass about being 22 and a drunk. How did we meet? I was his bartender - he was going through a divorce from a marraige lasting three months...and guess what? It was ending due to his alcoholism. How was he dealing with it? By drinking my special martinis. I guided, lectured, and finger pointed his ass all the way to rehab. And now he's grown a heart or something. He's really sober! Now I'm forced to question why I drink. I'm forced to look in the mirror and follow my own advice. Damn my medicine is bitter!!

    ...Created 2006-10-06 14:28:10

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