All By Myself...

I am currently at the upper east side in Manhattan and I took the subway to here all by myself...yes. Hm, reminds me of the time I went to SoHo and got lost, eek! I feel so proud of myself though. ALL BY MYSELF! Oh, the joys of being independent.

Sometimes, I feel like I just want to be by myself nowadays. I don't like being in the company of others. I want to experience something different, something exhilirating, something worth the adrenaline rush. I should go bungee jumping. That my dears, would be so much fun. I'm eating Lunch at this great dumpling place my mom told me about, then we'll probably go see a movie or something.

I hate Sweet Sixteens. I really don't see the need to party. Debuts are understandable, you're 18. That's like coming-of-age. Instead of a "sweet sixteen" or a "debut" I want to go on a trip. Europe or whatever. As long as I'm taking at trip somewhere exotic. I want to be able to tell a story, something cultured, something one-of-a-kind. I want a memory that I can seriously tell others. Not a party.