Oh, shit.

It seems that all the people I've met this summer, met me in the wrong time of my life, because I've kept none of them. It hasn't been such a great summer, and I haven't been feeling excellent, so I haven't been behaving normally. Usually I know what to say when, I'm funny and I'm outgoing, but when I feel sad... I'm not so much, I guess. I recognize it's was my fault. But bah. I'll keep meeting people my entire life, I just have to learn from this. Note to self: when you're not feeling right and you're with strangers, PRETEND, or just try never to feel bad enough for it to change your attitude towards life. Life's too short to be anything but happy, they say.
I like to be the happy version of myself, so that I will be. Fuck the haters. I have my best friends, and I know they're always going to be there. The rest just misses it.
I won't change who I am for absolutely no one. I've been through things they probably have never heard about, and it's normal for me to feel out of place when I'm surrounded for the kind of person who has had a happy comfortable life. Our ways of seeing the world are completely different.
When I wanted to survive, I survived. When I get determined to achieve something, I get it. Sometimes it gets longer, sometimes shorter, but I get it. I want to be the intelligent, outgoing and confident girl I would've been if none of what I've been through had happened. And so I will be, because it's my life, my story, and I decide the way it continues.
I am the owner of my universe, and the star of my movie. And I will make it worth watching.