aside from being utterly exhausted...
I am thrilled to death.
exciting things, as well as, what could be exciting things are upon the horizon..

and get this...!

starting tomorrow I'm making a schedule for myself. (gasp)

I'm setting alarms to get up, get things done, go on daily runs or hikes, and staying focused on writing and singing. BAM!
I might even start putting aside any bit of extra income I make on whatever random job it is I'm doing and begin paying off some of the debt I've managed to accrue in 2 years. (I deserve an award for how fast I can spend a paycheck)
the sadder bit of that which I feel compelled to share with you...is that I actually used to spend a lot of time helping friends and family members budget and work out little spending systems. It made me feel good, I just failed to abide by it. how illogical.

must.stop.being.so.emotion-based.

and just on an end note::

fuck depression. fuck it, fuck it, fuck it to hell and back, fuck it up. done.

even amidst the sporadic bout, I cannot stand to waste anymore time than I have already wasted.

so, here I go, here I go, here I go!

let's hope I can stay on track. it would be nice to surprise everyone...including myself, for once.