Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

Today marks a new beginning in my life. Today symbolizes the end of my pain, and the end of my beliefs. I've decided: there is no point in trying to love right now; I'll just end up getting hurt again. If anything, I've decided that people that don't want to get hurt should just stay away from me. I tend to get other people involved in my issues that don't want or need to be involved. Well no more! If somebody wants to get invloved in my personal drama, they can. I won't stop them. But I'm also not going to seek out people.

This heartbreak is good for me. I can learn to deal with it now, and it's made me a better person. I have veiwed my problems and have come up with a way to improve. I hope. It may take a while, but I will recover.

I started playing Magic the Gathering again. It's nice; I can vent on my opponent, and crush them with my superior mind. Bwa ha ha ha! There all these people that want to get a piece of me in that game. I'm crushing them one by one. Every once in a while I have to mod my deck to fit my opponent's strategy, but I usually win. Not meaning to sound arrogant. It's just that the only games I've lost recently are when I pulled that all-nighter for school.

I've been rambling, haven't I? Well the holidays do that to me. I'm going to have the week from hell on Monday. First on Sunday, we're going out to dinner with my grandmother. That should be fun, but we're only doing it because she'll be busy after that. On Wenesday We're going to see my grandfather. That night will be pleasant, and I'll just set my worries aside. The next day, we're having Christmas at my cousin's house. It wouldn't be so bad if that side of the family wasn't so materialistic. *sigh* I'm starting to think I don't belong with this family. Oh well.

This may be the last time I write in a while, but I'll write my thoughts down by hand and type them up here later. I don't know if people are actually interested in my life or not, but I won't keep any possible fans hanging up in the air about it.

Woefully Yours,
Phoenix