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My name is Nathania, or lavenderpeace as some people in the world may know me as. I am finally in university, studying Nutritional and Nutraceutical Sciences.
Living a comfortable life full with high and low times, and despite it all I love it.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
More recently, I have become more unable to focus on anything. The more I start thinking about everything, the more scattered my thoughts become. In a way, I feel like I'm forgetting more, or i'm adding way too much pressure on myself. I've become someone I am not proud of, but also not ashamed of. I wish I could change who I have become, but its impossible. The more I look back, the more tainted and flawed it becomes. It wasn't pleasant, and the road to become who I am was a long and difficult and regretful journey. In a sense, I have gotten worse, with so much paranoia and denial and indecisiveness, it makes me worried about everything.
The whole idea of this blog is to prevent stalking from strangers, and also to to prevent any of my words to be used against me, although that happens quite often when I'm in denial.
Back to chemistry i go... :P
8:11 PM
Thursday, April 28, 2011
More recently, I have become more unable to focus on anything. The more I start thinking about everything, the more scattered my thoughts become. In a way, I feel like I'm forgetting more, or i'm adding way too much pressure on myself. I've become someone I am not proud of, but also not ashamed of. I wish I could change who I have become, but its impossible. The more I look back, the more tainted and flawed it becomes. It wasn't pleasant, and the road to become who I am was a long and difficult and regretful journey. In a sense, I have gotten worse, with so much paranoia and denial and indecisiveness, it makes me worried about everything.
The whole idea of this blog is to prevent stalking from strangers, and also to to prevent any of my words to be used against me, although that happens quite often when I'm in denial.
