You Grow Old Beautifully

I said weekly, but there is literally nothing to report.

I'm working on my '52 reasons I love you' book for my one year anniversary with Keith. I'll post pictures of really cute pages when I'm done. It's looking really good so far.

I'm trying to be who I am without being embarrassed or making excuses. I will like what I like without fear, and I won't care if people judge me. If they're my friends and if they truly care about me, they won't judge me for what music I like to listen to, what shows I like to watch, etc. I'm trying to convince myself of that. It's harder than it sounds. I've spent my entire life trying to impress people, trying to seem cool. I refuse to let other people shape who I am.

Let's see how long I can keep that up for.

Other than that, there is nothing. I work; I hang out with friends and my boyfriend; I watch TV and surf the web; I read and sleep. I miss school, but not doing work. I would much rather spend my days making money and come home with nothing to do than go to class all day and then come home and have to read and study for those same classes. I am looking forward to this semester, though.

I spent last night talking to an old friend. It was nice to catch up. It's crazy to think about how much I've grown. I wonder what my middle school self would think of my college self. I wonder if that bitchy girl who tried to hard and cared too much would think I was cool now, would strive to be like me.

It's an interesting thought.