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I read over all of my past entries. Pathetic. I have matured so much since even the last time I wrote. I don't understand how that happens, but it does. Today was decent, I went to Toronto and hung out with Meghan, and Arif. We had some nice intellectual converations, it was lovely. I change too frequently. I'm constantly learning from every person I'm around or meet. I'm becoming more optimistic with a better outlook on life, and really discovering who I am and who/what I want to become. I'm very independent compared to how I used to be. I could probably live completely on my own right now and survive. I'm satisfied where my life is at. It's at the point where I just need my friends, to have a good time, write music, play music, do what I love most. I've always needed to concentrate on that. I'm going to stay true to myself. Maybe get a bit more organized? A lot of strange things have been happening. I might be moving in with Christy shortly, which is intense. That will mean me going to St. Pete's and just starting over on everything. I'm not who everyone's known me to be and think I still am. Does anyone understand my logic? I feel like I have to constantly pretend to be the person I used to be.. but the odd people do see what I'm becoming and I think it's good? Fill me in.