Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same

Growing up I never thought I was a people person. I was that girl who had a few good friends but to the masses was a very quiet and shy person. In classes I barely spoke for few of who knows what now a days but then it seemed like the world would end if all eyes were on me. I never wanted the attention and still to this day I don't like a lot of attention. The difference is....today I need people in my life and not just people who pass in and out. I need friends. I need to do things. The problem is while I've become a people person I still remain reserved when it comes to doing things on my own. It's not all because I'm afraid anymore. It's because certain things are not fun when you don't have a friend tagging along with you. I'm forcing myself to take a book to the beach tomorrow and relax in my swim suit in the sun but it won't be as fun as if I had a friend to sit around a chat with. That's another thing...I don't know when I became a chatty person but somewhere along the way I grew into the gene that resides in both my mother and grandmother. I guess it's a good thing. I have about 25 days left and I'm gonna do my best to make the most out of them. I have some friends I still need to meet up with, a trip to catalina with my aunt, some quality time at the beach and some mexican food that I have to eat. Keeping a smile on my face although times get lonely and there are people I dearly miss.
Until we meet again :)