Welcome to my thoughts.

When I was little I used to get deathly scared whenever I thought of the future. I just couldn't handle thinking those thoughts. I might've even contemplated ending things short because the future seemed like a scary place (Good thing my optimistic side kept me from going down that path, and kept me here on earth).

I'm still scared of the future, minus possible violent reactions. The world is revealing its ugliness to me, but my optimistic side is trying to show me everything good that life has to offer.

Dammit. I'm growing up. I'm even typing properly [trippy...]! Well, almost haha. I don't know, I may seem different on the outside, but I'm still the same on the inside, but with a bit more wisdom. I'm still goofy, aloof at times, stupid, innocent, humorous, and scared. I may seem confident and bad-ass at sometimes, but that's just me test-driving arrogance (On a side note, whenever my arrogant/confident side comes out, something always happens that makes me humble again. What a nice slap in the face haha).

So again, welcome to my thoughts. Wilkommen zu meinem Kopf (?). Caution: May be an emotional or extremely bumpy ride at times.

ps--I didn't give xanga my two weeks. I said my goodbyes to my beloved xanga, or my beloved high-school years (Pssh you know that's what xanga really was, a blogspot for teeny-boppers :P). It's never good-bye; we'll meet again.

Wow I've been sucked into the beginning of adulthood and blogspot.

*kris