Been awhile yet again...I've been having issues with my computers again, and have just been real busy. Don't have much time to post at the moment either. I went to Cocoa Beach Thursday and Friday. Had a lot of fun, visited with family that I haven't seen in a good 5-10 years...Went go-kart racing, and just had a lot of fun. I shared my poetry with family, told them about my accomplishments, and how I'm starting college tomorrow.

Then I had a party yesterday. I had some friends stay over Friday night, party all day Saturday, and stay again last night. We had a lot of fun. My life has just been busy busy busy. My dad got into a bad car accident, so I've been helping him out, he totalled his truck, so I've been taking him places. I got to do some work right now, got to clean up the house from my party. So I gotta get off of here. I start my classes tomorrow, and I'm really nervious. Hopefully I'll stick to it, and post about my first day of class. Somebody leave me a comment to remind me to do so...lol. Peace Out!
-Ging

Sorry for the recent absence from the stream...I had computer problems... My hard-drive crashed on my laptop, I just got everything back up and running. Lost a lot of my stuff, really saddened I am. Luckily, I printed out my first poetry book with all of my poems a week before my hard-drive crashed. So I didn't lose those, which that was the only thing having true value to me.

Today has been quite the interesting day...there's a brush fire going on right now as I type...it's not even a minute away from my house. When I step outside I can see the flames in the sky...pretty scary ey? Here's a picture of the fire up over the trees.
Here's a map of my neighborhood. That's how close the fire is to my house.

Anyway...my main point in writing wasn't to talk about this fire going on. It was to talk about falseness. I feel as if people are putting me on medications to change me. I'm on ritalin, and zoloft. The ritalin is to calm me down, and the zoloft is to make me not be so depressed.

I don't understand why people won't just accept me for the person that God created in the beginning 16 years, 2 months, and 30 days ago. Why is it that people feel like they have to change me with medications? Why aren't I good enough for others just the way I was made??? Not everyone has to like me, or tolerate me, but I don't want to be loved for being someone that isn't 100% me... am I wrong for thinking this way just because of medications? I don't know, but what I do know is that I hate taking drugs. Prescription drugs that is because I don't feel like I need them. Yes I am depressed, but that is because of the things that I have overcome (which I didn't overcome with medicine, I overcame them through God). Yes I'm hyper some of the time, but that is because I enjoy to entertain people. It's something that God gave me as a talent. I spice up a crowd.

Does anybody agree with me? Or am I just speaking for myself...hmmm I don't know... But I do need to get some rest. I'll post again tomorrow talking about the Summer and my thoughts on that subject. Til Then,

Peace Out!
-GiGi