2011 was an interesting year to say the least.  This was a transition year for me.  I went from the shy, closed-off Justine to a confident, sexy, independent woman.  It took the last 21 years for this to happen, but it did.  Finally, I feel like myself.  I know what makes me happy and I know what I need to do to make others happy as well.  Vagina Monologues and Rocky Horror helped immensely to get me to this point.  The people I met and the challenges I faced forced me to come out of my shell and just live the life I’ve always wanted, but was to afraid to have.  

We create our own destiny, and I’ve finally figured out how to do so.    No longer am I looking for happiness in all the wrong places.  No longer do I feel the need to throw myself at all the wrong guys and hold unhealthy relationships.  I’ve finally found a man that makes me happy and likes me for who I am, no matter what kind of day I am having. 

With my undergraduate career ending, I now have the future to look forward to.  I’ve applied for 2 new “big girl” jobs and feel a lot less terrified of what could and could no happen.  My career is one that is also my passion, and it’s time to grow up and start my new life.  You have all changed me for the better, and I hope, in a way, I have done the same for you.   I feel incredibly lucky and blessed to have these amazingly supportive people in my life, and cannot wait to see what 2012 and the rest of the future holds for all of us <3

shannoninwonderlandd:

And someone walks in or calls my name and then I have to go from this:

To this:

instantly

(Source: adreanaphillips, via singerchix)

I’m sick of being single, plain & simple.  I’m sick of having happy, healthy relationships shoved down my throat everywhere I go.  I’m sick of feeling lonely and waiting for Prince Charming to come sweep me off my feet.  At 21 years old, it’s been almost 3 years since I’ve had a legitimate relationship.  Sure I’ve dated, and fell pretty hard a few times in the process, but it’s never the same.  Not having someone to cuddle with at night on the beach, no one to send cute texts to cheer me up, no one to accompany me to family functions. Friends are great, family too, dating can be fun, but I’ve had enough.  This is probably my menstrual side talking, but I’m tired of feeling lonely.