tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83194117795558540762011-04-21T20:27:40.765-07:00one can only express one self through words...Meeka12http://www.blogger.com/profile/07469848731709719181noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319411779555854076.post-44924954410285697932007-10-22T20:56:00.000-07:002007-10-22T21:01:33.441-07:00i feel as if life is a blur right now.<br />i live by a calender, kinda feel like a doctor.<br />if its not one job, its another, or the jails or class, hw. its always something.<br /><br />and now im even thinkin of changing my major. all m life i wanted to be a social worker, i wanted to help those who didnt have a voice, i wanted to help kids. but now im thinkin of a different path, i want to become a youth probation officer... but im scared. can i straighten out those kids for the rest of my life. will they listen to me? so many questions. i feel as if i have to decide now, because life is moving too fast.<br /><br />i go home and i feel safe. i see my family and i dont want to leave. sometimes i feel like im living two lives...<br /><br />i dunno. i think about what my tia would tell me and all i can picture her saying is.... "Dios Dira Mija"<br /><br />ill stay confused, til i find the wayy.<br /><br /><3Mica<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319411779555854076-4492495441028569793?l=princessmeeka12.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Meeka12http://www.blogger.com/profile/07469848731709719181noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8319411779555854076.post-50292035183326665882007-10-01T14:55:00.000-07:002007-10-01T14:56:08.830-07:00day one...<br /><br />blank.<br /><br />gotta read.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8319411779555854076-5029203518332666588?l=princessmeeka12.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Meeka12http://www.blogger.com/profile/07469848731709719181noreply@blogger.com2