October 1, 2006:
So I did cry on my birthday (I am still!), but I am crying because I am so excited about what my life can be. Maybe twenty-one isn’t old. There’s so much that’s going to happen to me. I just feel like I’m going to have an exciting life. I guess a lot of it will be my own responsibility.
Things are going to happen. Wonderful things. Every year I feel more like myself.
How’s that for optimism?