I’ve decided I’m going to concentrate on myself. What I want, what I need, what I feel. I need to figure out my own direction in life, my real interests, and what makes me happy. I like art, I like music, and I like literature. There are no rules, only what I feel. I’m not going to freak out over boys, not worry every second about not having one, nor am I going to read in to everything they say or do. I need to stop being so paranoid about everything. I cannot become too jaded and miss an opportunity when it pops up. I need to just worry less about this.