Sometimes I think I’m a different person now than I was around the time I graduated. Doubly so then the beginning of my last year of high school. I think I was stuck in purely adolescent state of my psychosocial development. Sometimes I think I’m still there, but I know I’ve at least wandered my way into my young adult stage. Maybe a little early, but I’m ready to move on. Relationships have taught me a lot. Love has taught me a lot as well. I’ve never experienced consummate love but that’s okay. I’m happy. Romantic and companionate love are all I need at this point. The latter to a higher a degree.
I went through my angry jealous phase. I think I had planned on cutting myself off from everything involving high school. I like the idea of just moving away from one person though. Not a whole period of my life.
I like being on my own. I think that’s what I’m most proud of. Not my grades, not my experiences, but how I view myself now. I think I’ve grown a lot. I think I’m beginning to fit into the young adult category I am meant to.
Ijeoma told me I'd finally put myself together when she saw me at the frat party. A slightly insulting compliment?
I wonder how different I’d be now if my parents had spanked me as a child.
I may go back and delete this entry except for the below
[First semester - way too much hair]
[Less hair - beginning of second semester]
[Something like Magnum but with puppy eyes]
[On the way to the frat party...oh man]