A perfect daughter, who makes good grades and does the dishes, an athlete, who would rather be at the batting cage than the movie premiere, a girlfriend, who is fearless about being in a long distance relationship and is picking out wedding dresses as we speak, these are things people in life claim I am “supposed” to be. Alas, the dishes aren’t done, I went out last night instead of studying, Hunger Games part 2 was worth the wait, and I think the boy in my calculus class is cute. I love my parents, and I love softball, and hell, I would even say I love Isaiah, and I hate to disappoint any one of them, but I also love myself, or I’m starting to at least, and as it’s turning out, loving myself for who I am comes with some hard decisions and someone is going to lose. So how do I balance what they want and what I want? When will who I’m supposed to be become who I am?