what are you doing here?

I still remember the first day,

it's clear in my head.

Walking up to the door, not knowing which way to turn.

I got told, 'head up to the third floor over there.'

Great directions.

At first I didn't know if I was in the right place.

I remember feeling scared and alone.

Here I was, standing in the huge place, with no one I knew within 50 miles of me.

I had two options, talk to someone or keep to myself.

I've never been one to talk to people I don't know.

Too shy for my own good.

I care too much what people think of me.

But for some reason, that day I spoke up.

And from there I didn't stop talking.

I really think I've found myself this year.

Apart from one incident, I'm feeling pretty darn good about myself.

I've got everything I want at the moment and I intend to keep it that way.

Nothing I like better then an audience.