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Hopefully long term, I'm starting work at a candle factory on Monday. Wish me luck!

So my mom promised me a trip to celebrate my graduation this year.
Throwing caution to the wind, I asked for Las Vegas.
My only reason being to see Cirque Du Soleil's LOVE.
My mom actually agreed, even though she doesn't quite get my love for The Beatles.
My grandma came by last Sunday, and we finally got all the travel stuff out of the way.
So I'm happy, but there is one little thing that I put out of my mind.
The day I'm seeing the show is November 1st.

WHICH MEANS I'M GOING TO BE IN LAS VEGAS ON HALLOWEEN.

I really should have written this sooner, but I am now a graduated college student and will hopefully be working for awhile before I go on for my bachelors degree. It took a long time and a ton of stress getting here, and I only started getting help for my anxiety problems last autumn. For roughly two months I've just been decompressing and trying to get my life into some sort of order and kicking it into forward motion. I've started volunteering and I want to make my writing a more regular and fun time thing. This is the first in a long time that I've felt any kind of long lasting optimism and I want it to keep going for as long as possible.
In the meantime, I'm now gonna go pack for the beach, and here's a link to a new Beatles club I've just joined. biitoruzu-fc.deviantart.com/

Is anyone else watching this? If not, you should be. Post apocalypse survival stories are'nt normally my thing, but this one isn't brought by war or some great disaster. People are reforming society after a worldwide blackout and I 'm already sucked in. Apart from basic needs, the things I would want to stock up on in this kind of situation would be paper products and batteries. I would not last very long if I didn't have music or my writing to keep me from going insane.

New year, new start. Finally clawing my way out of a hole I didn't even realize I was in. The first half of this year has taken a bigger toll on my well being than I realized and I'm only just now starting to get help for it. I've been really down on myself and really want to get back to enjoying things that i love. Between people leaving my behind for parts unknown, still trying to find a regular long term job, and hitting a wall in a direction i thought i wanted my life to go, I have no idea how i've lasted this long.
This past spring we read a short story in my American Lit.2 class called Winter Dreams and I have creeping suspicion i'm like the main character. He spends his life pursuing this girl who strings him along and then she marries someone else who treats her awfully, and when we reviewed the themes it said that he would look foward to winter when his dreams would come to life, which is ironic because winter is supposed to be the season of death and his dreams would never come true. I realized that I've always felt better in autumn and winter than any other time and my worst bouts of depression have always happened in the spring and summer. I don't want to be that person.