IS ANYONE READING THIS??!

So I decided I need to pick up some habits. And I'm going to make it my goal for the next 5 months (start small) to do these habits everyday.

1. only brush my teeth in the morning, and before bed (maybe once in between if I'm going out or something) and floss. I went to the dentist back in January and they told me my gums were receding because I brush too hard/brush too often and it makes my teeth super sensitive, almost to a point where it's painful to eat or drink anything that isn't lukewarm. It's almost OCD like how much I brush my teeth, gotta chill out.

2. use facial scrub in the morning and before bed. I'm not trying to brag but while all my siblings had pretty terrible acne, I never had an acne problem or rarely ever got pimples. But I consider it God's way of making things even since he smited me with terrible eczema when I was little. Anyway when I did get a pimple, I wouldn't do anything about it. Just let it run its course. But ever since I started this job, I guess I've been more stressed out and I've been having pimples show up on my face. And it may not be noticable to others, but I notice it. So now I have to get in the habit of using facial scrub, which is alot harder to remember than you may think.

3. not spend my money so frivolously. I plan on not buying myself anything for the next 5 months (with the exception of a ticket to Governor's Ball). I just did my taxes this past weekend and put together all the loans I owe and I didn't realize how in debt I actually am. So with the except of food and drink, no more perks. I also need to cut down on the amount of money I spend at bars on weekends. I'll just DD, that way I have an obligation to stay sober.

4. eat healthier or eat at least something during the day. Ever since I was sick for what felt like a month, I barely ate anything. Mostly because everything tasted yucky and I didn't have an appetite. But I'm still in that habit. I just forget to eat during work and then when I get home I'm too lazy to make anything. Then when I do eat, it's basically carbs. Now, I did lose a pants size but I want to lose more and I want to do it in a healthy manner.

5. GO TO THE GYM. I'm not taking advantage of the $22 Retro Fitness takes out of my bank account every month. GOGOGO

6. Start going on walks. I know it's lame but I really can't run very far without my asthma acting up lately. So I need to start small and start going on walks especially since it's getting nicer out. This I think I can do but I need motivation!

Please if you are my friend and reading this which only a handful of you are, make me do these things. If you see that I'm about to buy something I don't need, remind me of this blogpost. If you see me eating unhealthy (Mike, I'm looking at you!), tell me the important of not eating that thing. If I'm talking to you about going to the gym or not, motivate me to go! (Mark, I'm looking at you!) Just help me! I can't do this on my own!

Home is when I'm alone with you

Feeling probably 50x better than I felt a couple weeks ago. I've come to realize that I'm very needy in the fact that I constantly need to be reassured of things. Mostly when it comes to my relationships. I just like to know that the friendships that mean the most to me are always in tact and are just the same as always. But I think I'm going to stop being this way and just accept things. I've done this with many people I've come to know throughout college. I realized that they are who they are and they aren't going to change so why bother making myself upset about it. It's not worth it.

I also have come to realize that I'm better in one on one situations than I am in certain group situations. Maybe that's social anxiety but I never used to be like that. I'm trying to go back to the old me like the person I was in high school before that first relationship that I'm pretty sure is the reason I feel broken and second guess myself all the time.

I want to be that person again that would go with the flow. I used to be so spontaneous. Now it feels like every step I take is planned. I never step off the sidewalk anymore. I'm more stressed out than I've ever been before and I think it's because I take precaution with everything and think about what could happen if I do this or what won't happen if I do this. Not to mention I owe thousands and thousands of dollars to several different banks for loans and don't get paid nearly as much as I should.

But it's time I roll with the punches. Money will be made and I will eventually pay everything off. I'm taking a break from opening my heart to anyone for a while. I just think I need some time to let it breathe for a bit. I decided that instead of involving people in my feelings, I'm just going to deal with them on my own and work things out by myself.

I just don't want to hurt myself or anyone else I truly care about anymore. Because telling someone that is one of my best friends my feelings for them isn't fair to them especially when they don't feel the same way. I don't want anyone feeling bad on my behalf because I know what it's like to feel bad on someone else's behalf. It's not fair and I don't want to make anyone I love suffer. Heartbreak is cruel and everyone goes through it at some point in their life so why make other people's lives worse by making them suffer through my heartbreak.

But this really isn't supposed to be a sad post. This is an uplifting post for me. I've thought alot about my life the past couple weeks and I've thought about the person and friend I want to be. I'm going to work very hard to be that person because that person is happy.

Those 15 minutes I have before work where I sit in my car eating my breakfast sandwich and drinking my coffee listening to Porkroll and Eggs with Nina and Tom on B98.5 is probably the most at peace I'll be all day while I'm at this job. I'm kind of all right with it.

I'm losing my will to do alot of things. I'm starting to cry all the time again for no particular reason. I'm starting to second guess every relationship in my life. I don't feel confident enough in myself that I can be good enough for anyone or anything. I'm stressed from work and from home. It just seems that I don't have anything.

I just don't know what to do anymore. I'm very alone in a crowded room it seems all the time.

This isn't going anywhere. No one really cares. And they shouldn't. I don't even really care.