Since I dropped out of school all I’ve been doing is working and trying to save my money. So far I have about $3500 in the bank right now and I still have the rest of the summer before school starts to work as much as I can. Since I dropped last semester my financial aid was canceled and I have to pay for everything. Thankfully, it’s only a small community college and it’s only about $1500 to $1700 per semester. But I think I’ll be able to get it again one day, if I stay in school, which I definitely plan to do.
Actually, I registered for the fall semester 2 days ago. I know that I shouldn’t have made the stupid mistakes that I did and I never should have dropped the semester. But you can’t change the past, only create the future. So that’s what I’m doing. I’m going to try as hard as I can, study more than enough, and make it through school. Honestly, I could never see myself staying in this town for the rest of my life. And it seems like moving away to a different school and starting my career somewhere else is the only way out. So I’m trying.
I’m really trying to become more of the person I want to be. I’m not saying I want to be like anyone else cuz I’m definitely myself. It’s just that at times I feel like people don’t see me as the way I feel on the inside. Sometimes I get a little intimidated by people, I guess, and I tend to be quiet. If I’m around new people it’s hard for me to just start talking to them. I don’t want to be shy. I really do like meeting new people and different types of people. I know that a lot of people judge you by your first impression. And usually I know I don’t make a very good one. I know people probably meet me and see me as shy, quiet, a loner. I don’t want to be shy and quiet but that’s just my personality when meeting someone. I want people to see that I’m not a loner. I actually love being around groups of people and having a good time. Idk..I’m definitely working on that, hopefully checking that off the list when school starts back.
And I’ve been trying to lose weight. Since December of 07 I’ve lost about 28 pounds! When I first started losing weight I could feel my confidence becoming stronger. I think that has to do with a lot of my shyness and self confidence issues that I’ve had since I was younger. I started gaining weight probably around 2nd grade. All the other girls were skinny and white and I felt so different. I was the only mixed kid in my classes from kindergarten to 8th grade. But now that I’m losing weight, I think it has helped me to be more confident and “shine from within”. Some people think that self confidence is one of the most attractive things about a female. I kinda think that myself. You can be the most beautiful woman but if you feel ugly and think people think you’re ugly, most likely people won’t be attracted to you as much. And there will always be people trying to bring you down because of their own insecurities. Like one day at work I was feeling really good. There was this man inside waiting for his take out order, kinda cute probably around 25 or so. Well an order came up that I had to take outside. So I walked out with my chin up, eyes bright and looking around, my posture looking great and my shoulders back. I didn’t know anyone was watching me, I was just walking. When I came back in, the man stepped over toward the counter and asked,
“How are you?” I said Fine and smiled..
“Yes you are,” and smiled back at me. At first I didn’t really comprehend what he had said and what it meant. Then I looked back up at him like I was shocked he had said that. I didn’t really know what to say..so I said thanks. Then he told me “It’s good to see your confidence.” That’s when I thought to myself, so it really is true. And now I try to be that way all the time. Like I said there are people who are insecure about themselves who try to bring others down. That same day soon after that man had left, I was telling my 50 something year old manager about what he had said. She just looked at me and said “Oh Tosha, don’t let that man feel your head up. Ain’t nobody studying you.” If that had been the old me, that would have bothered me. But it didn’t. I knew what she was doing so I just let her feel like she had control of the situation. I told her I know, and that I didn’t believe nothing that man had said. I guess it made her feel better knowing that it brought my spirit down some, when actually I only let her believe that. Get it??...
And for the guy that came to my job all the time…I wasn’t really sure that I liked him, I think I just thought he was sexy. But one day he came up there and we talked and exchanged numbers. He started texting me that night and we agreed to hang out one day. I decided that I might as well see what he’s about. Definitely the wrong idea. After work one night we rode around for a little bit and talked, then we went back to his house to watch a movie. I just didn’t feel any connection. I’m not into the thugs, or the bad guys but damn..do you really have to be that..idk, nice, sensitive, a good guy? Idk..we were on the couch and I know he had put his arm around me. I didn’t say anything. In the 2 hours I was there he kissed my forehead probably 4 or 5 times which was awkward being that it was the first time we ever hung out. It was really late and I was kinda tired so I was slumped back on his couch with my head leaned over toward my shoulder. This dude starts “caressing” my cheek. I looked up at him with this look like What the hell?? He just smiled and kissed my forehead again. So I sat up, hoping he would get the clue and take me back to town to get my car. He asked me if I was tired..I said yea. Did he offer to take me to my car? Nope. He just sat up and looked at me. I was looking at the tv and he grabbed my chin and tried to kiss me! I know it had to be embarrassing for him cuz I turned away. I didn’t want to kiss him..I didn’t even want him kissing my damn forehead, much less my lips..no! So finally he took me back to town and he walked me to my car. He hugged me and said well, can I get a kiss on my cheek. So I gave him a little bitty peck on the cheek and I was on my way. For about the next week he would text me while he was at work or something and it would say sweetie..or baby..I miss u..or something like that. I haven’t really talked to him since then. Oh well. I know I’ll find a good man somewhere, in time. But it won’t be him!