Yeah, well, I could go on with some super depressing post, but I won't. Shane's angry with me and his girlfriend is a bitch, but I have a load of more important things to bother with. Like school starting today. And going to Indiana. And making sure that I'm happy.

Speaking of 'happy'... Mom said, "If you do that one more time, I'm taking you to the hospital." And, of course, we all know what she was talking about. But what we don't know is the actual severity of the situation.

I've managed to fuck things up royally this time around, and I'm going to have to finally make the decision that I've been dancing around for years. "Who is responsible for my happiness?" The obvious answer would be, "You are, Anessa!" but how obvious has that answer been in my past actions? I've let other people be respsonsible for me for far too long, and there needs to be a change.

Maybe it's the new year getting the best of me. Maybe it's just a silly teen's ideology. Whatever. I need to concentrate more on me and less on enabling others. There's a future to secure, animals to take care of, and homework to be done. Yeah, whatever.

So, in the end, I'm making a responsible and independent decision that will no doubt change my life for the better, and I'm accepting it. A few years, even a few months ago, the thought of this happening would have been absurd.

Because, in the end.. I'm all that I have.