What whatches from the Hill...

So these days of not getting shifts at my job, muddling through trying to read up on how to start an NPO (as well as track down the guy whose my boss-yeah I'm no fool- he'll pay me). I feel like I'm starting to cynical, nobody who will not amount to much.....


REALITY CHECK HERE:

1)The economy sucks

2) I accomplished alot during college I will amount to something I just need to let the Universe work

3) That doesn't mean I couldn't look harder- I know I could....Guess I need to start kicking my own ass into gear again....*sigh*

4) I know I want to go into the business field with my communications degree

5) My senior year bite the dust before it even started I'm still jaded I was used for someone elses gain but guess what? I came out of it on top but I need to not doubt my skills anymore

6) Intensity and passion rule me....for better or worse thats what I am: Intense and passionate... I just wish I had the same sunny outlook about finding a job that I do the rest of my life! Oh well these things can be learned.



So in this great mood that I was in where did I go?

C'mon take a guess....


Give up?


The gaveyard up on the hill behind my house. My Popu is buried there and every so often I go up there to make sure his plot is well kept etc.... I know my Nana appreciates it since she can't get up there anymore....

So I went up there, walked, thinking about things a bit and told Popu how much I missed him, how I wish terribly that he was still here..... sometimes I think my life would have turned out differently if he was.


After I spent sometime there I walked away feeling better- which is exactly what I was looking for :D


Photograph 2a:





2b)




I just liked it


2c)


Move the trees and you could see my street.




Cheers friends!

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