Why Is It So Hard to Imagine Yourself Happy Sometimes?

Hey bloggeys!
It's been a while since my last entry (like some days), and it's basically because I got lazy, wanted to make a video, but just couldn't think of something to make a video about.

My weekend was really fun! Saturday I went to a study group for an exam this week, boo, but the good part was that it made me actually wake up early enough to get breakfast at McDonald's. I know that it's probably terrible for me, but it tastes so good. So anyway, after I got back from the studygroup, my roommate, myself, and one of our friends drove to Virginia to go on a hike through part of the Appalachian mountains. However, we got a late start so by the time we got there it was almost dark, and we did not want to be out in the mountains after dark. Especially when we got to the little town that the trail was in and a)there was not a black person in sight and b)somebody had a big confederate flag flying above their garage. Now I know it's not right to stereotype, but in situations like that I feel that it's safer to trust your instincts. So, we didn't get to walk, but we did stumble upon an outlet mall and my friend found the Coach outlet store and racked up; it was like her mecca. So, then I came back and rented some movies, cooked dinner and made myself a cocktail. I know it sounds lame but it was soo much fun. Then today I watched The Secret with another one of my friends, and it was really inspiring. Both of us talked about how we need to stop talking about the negative "what ifs" and not think about what could go wrong, and instead focus on what the benefits of pursuing our dreams could be.

I know that that is definitely something that I have to work on. I tend to give all of my energy to what could go wrong or not turn out to be what I wanted it to be. But all that is is fear talking.
I have to learn to not let my fears keep getting the best of me. I think that a misapprehension that can be made is that having fear can keep you safe. I can use my fear to keep me from doing things that I really want to do, because of the risk that is entailed. But then I'm not really doing anything. And that is no way to go through life. Maybe I should have gotten out of the car in that small town and said hello to somebody. Maybe I would have been surprised. Later