I like laying in bed on cold crisp days while reading a good book and drinking good beverages.
I don’t like cramps and unsual pains. And I don’t like infections, I really do not like infections. The infections I get, I just have to wait them out. Oh and I get billed for medications and doctors visits.
I love feeling loved and appericated.
I dream of getting a good job with good benefits and moving out on my own. I dream I live in a faboulus apartment cue Carrie’s apartment from Sex and the City Movie number one. Girly and hard wood floors.
I wonder when the economy is going to pick up.
I know I can do somethings differently in my life.
I went to sleep several times today.
I have a lot of notebooks and books. I love journals and sketchbooks. I am an artist.
I think that things are going to pick up for me. I think I will have a job before the year is up. I think I will have my own apartment before my birthday is over.
I plan to relax during my school break. I plan to read, relax, and plan for the semester. I plan to plan.
I regret that I did not fully plan for being laid off.
I do not work out, I need to but I don’t.
I drink fruity drinks, both alcholic and non alchololic. I’m starting to drink more water.
I wish I had more money. Money cushions things.
I am strong.
I am not a coward.
I need a job.
I hope everything really will turn out alright.
I want a job.