June 7th, 2014, late at night

I hope I can find someone like Patrick when I'm at Monterey. Someone I can trust, that'll be there for me just in case. Not like a mom, that's what Patrick said. Someone who doesn't mind looking out for me.

It's not that I'm afraid of having fun by myself, but being small and female, there are people bound to try and take advantage of me, and it just helps to have someone big and tall accompany me, like Patrick.

I would love to go out alone but in this day and age it's just not safe, regardless of how old I am. In the news somewhere was this story of an old woman that'd been killed and shoved in a suitcase that washed up on a shore. I use that example to show that age is irrelevant, predators go for who looks weak, and I definitely do.

But I want to take kickboxing and self-defense class. Learn how to defend myself, just in case. I don't plan to put myself in dangerous situations, but you never know. I want to feel confident before I can adventure out into the unknown. I'm gonna make that happen once I'm at Monterey.