a new life in someone else's skin.

public speaking is one of the best classes i've ever taken.

partially because of the fact that i'm not nervous talking to large groups of people,

but mainly because it allows me to bullshit about everything.

all of the speeches and intros we write and present,

can be about anything.

and they don't need to involve real facts.

and being that i love to complain about nonsense,

redirect topics of discussion

and flat out make shit up in class,

i have a lot of fun here.

:)

life is great,

i have a great weekend ahead of me,

after this class.

(out in 20 min)

and great people to relax and hang out with.

i like that.

i think that's my favorite thing about new paltz,

all of the people that surround me.

have you ever walked into a room and been confident enough that

even if you don't know everyone inside there,

you know that by the time you leave

you'll know every single one?

or at least,

they'll know you?

well thats my job.

literally, what brings home the paper.

and it gets a little crazy.

and sometimes it seems like too much to handle,

and i get nervous,

and claustrophobic,

and i shake.

and then i breathe.

i've found there's no better way to save yourself,

then to save yourself.

no pills or medications are ever going to teach you

how to live inside your own skin

and there's no one else but you

that can make you better.

i just want you to know that.