I just got back from a Chemistry exam. It was the kind of test that makes you want to commit suicide afterward. Enough said on that. Jhonna, Nick, and I are going to Tennessee this weekend to celebrate an early Thanksgiving with family. It'll be semi-fun. Last night I started writing a manifesto type thing. Well, more like a credo. I'm kind of declaring war on my boring and unimportant life and changing it. Why am I sitting here everyday whining about being lonely or depressed or whatever? I could be doing something about it. I know that you can do anything you want as long as you want it bad enough. It's just a matter of finding the right motivation. I am no longer scared of failing because I won't. I won't let myself fail. Simple as that. I will be a published writer because I have it in me. I'm not going to waste my life doing what my family thinks is right for me. They don't even know me! If there's one thing I've learned the hard way it's that the only person you can trust is yourself. So starting now I am trusting myself to know what I can do and what I can't. To family: I cannot be a lawyer, accountant, or politician. It's simple like that. I just can't. The Next Day... I didn't feel like writing a new entry and I like this entry so I'll write on it for a couple days. Today is Thursday and tomorrow's Friday and before you know it, it'll be the year 2020 and you'll be married with brat kids and you'll forget all the dreams you used to have and you'll just be living day to day, wondering why nothing has meaning anymore. And its inevitable (unless you become super-famous and even then it might happen) so why not live your life right now? Today instead of tomorrow. Stop waiting for life to happen to you and make it happen. My new motto: I'll sleep when I'm dead. P.S. The pic is from the January 19th 1982 issue of Soap Opera Digest. I thought I'd post it since the originial super couple's aniversary was just the other day. (Forget Bennifer and all that crap, soap's invented super couples!)