I have the inablitity to take things easy. I can't relax no matter how hard I try. I'm an incredibly impatient person. I want what I want when I want it, and what I want, I want it now. But, I know that's now how the world works. Things aren't just handed to you. You have to wait and work for what you want. 23 years later, and I still can't abide by this simple law of man. I am trying my hardest. And yes, I love speaking in ambiguous terms.....and keep in mind I'm speaking about several things and not just anything specific.
Since I've moved here I've probably met more people than I have in my entire college career (that might be a slight overexaggeration). I'm still not in the mood to put myself out there for people. I still hold back a lot. I went back home (aka Chesapeake, VA) in March. I noticed how different I was there, and how much people still genuinely cared about me and it made me a little depressed. Not because I had that support (duh), but because I am afraid that I will never meet people that I can trust as much as the kids I grew up with. However, I would never move back to Virginia (sorry, guys).
I'm still growing up and still learning, and it never stops. It's never supposed to. The day I stop learning from my mistakes is the day I want to die. I would really enjoy it if I would make less mistakes, though.
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