Current mood:	content
Current music:	the sound of my dog panting

Going to the "Market". (He's so damn cute)
In the end, I suppose everything worked out ok- and it ultimately will in the end. All my undue nervousness and anxiety did a lot to keep me thin throughout my youth, and now I'm embracing the fact that you can't always worry about everyone and everything around you. I'm also beginning to fill out a bit I guess. People begin to refer to me as a "woman", not a "young woman" or a "girl". I just passed my birthday and reached an age I never really thought about reaching. It was kinda like 21 was the only landmark age I saw.
I'm so "ok" with everything around me and am feeling a new feeling of security and control in my life. There's no longer a reason for nervousness, because I have reach a place that is a constent, consistant life--and it's not all that bad.
Yes, I now am graduated and got a great, full time job that is preparing me for my future goals. I have a nice place to live with people I love, and I'm happy. I secure, and happy and content. For those who have known me any length of time, this truly is a landmark. Of course, it could also be a manic phase..
So I haven't gotten all the things I wished for as I matured. It's not the ideal life- it's not perfect. But it's so real, it's almost better than ideal. I've felt pain like no other, I've reached some pretty tough lows, and I've pushed through each time.

From a small dark apartment, face lit from the blue glow of the computer screen, I bid you all goodnight. ;p