I’m 18. I don’t stress or get mad hardly ever. I just see no point to it, so I don’t. I like to be independent. This week, I drove to the beach that was supposedly 20 minutes away. It took me two hours, even though I did stop to ask for directions, although I did not call anyone. I like to be strong. I like to carry heavy things and when people offer to help me I see that as them thinking I am weak. I don’t really enjoy that. Although sometimes I realize they may jsut be being nice, but still. I don’t like the movies, it’s too expensive. I’d rather buy a movie at walmart than pay $9 to watch one I dont even know is good or not. I don’t like wearing t-shirts unless I’m exercising. I’m running a marathon in September. tres excited pour ca! c’est ca pour maintenent (that’s all for now)