Anxiety

So

So.

Last night I had a two year older boy home and we almost went all the way.

It's crazy to think about the fact that I went from being an unkissed, insecure, inpatient girl, to who I am today.

I am still verh insecure, trust me. Today I had to ask my mom to drive back home just to skip soccer, because I just couldn't deal with it.

I guess everything happens for a reason and even though he was decent kisser and extremely attractive, I don't want to see him ever again.

I want to find myself. I want to become a runner.

I want to run, every single day, and I want to see progress.

So I guess that's my next step in life. But I don't know, I have no patience whatsoever.

We'll see..