It happened. I turned 21 a couple of weeks ago and of course the connotations that come from turning 21 came along with it. I feel like a quarter of my life has been wasted and that I really need to get myself together. There are some things however that I have learned about myself which are basically summed up in the following points:

• I am most productive when working by myself.
• I legitimately like to watch the news.
• I hate feeling forever awkward around new people.
• I love loosing  myself in books.
• I hate running into anyone I know and having to exchange the standardized monologue of what’s new in my life.
• I could people watch for hours.
• I think I have a sleeping disorder. Actually, I always think I have some sort of disorder but I am usually  fine. Wait, isn't that a disorder?
• I am way too much like my mom.
• Second chances are generally a good idea, but I am not that forgiving.
• I never get a song's full potential until I drive at night with it.
• I don't like letting people know too much about me; I don't like opening up. (Apparently not since I'm writing this whole list on blogspot.)
• I appreciate the little things.
• I wish I had siblings.
• I could edit for hours; video or stills.
• I obsess over things too easily.
• I need a haircut.