Every year I surprise myself with new changes from the prior year. There really is no stopping. I guess everything about me changes with the seasons. Sure I appear a bit bipolar but I don't care. I'm easily satisfied by everybody except for the 3 family members I live with. It takes adjustment, coming home to a waiting dad, to a house that isn't empty. I know I'm an independent person. I keep my expectations low and prefer self dependency so I won't have anybody but myself to blame at the end of the day.
Annie and I had a talk while the video played during English class on Friday. Boys and boys and boys. I don't romantically want a man in my life. Things are going too well and I don't need anybody to mess it up for me. Sure, I sometimes let my mind wander to the point where I think I want a boyfriend, but in truth, I really don't. Unless it's Edward Cullen. It's nights like Saturday that assured me I'm happy, assured me that I'm strong, assured me I'm never alone.
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