// Phase One is in progress.

I guess I didn't realize how much I'd changed in the past two years. Living life everyday, it's such a gradual transition that it's barely noticeable. You only see change in yourself when you're placed in certain situations or settings at different points in time.

Two years ago at camp, I was such a mad child. Not to brag because I'm not super proud of it, but I was a crazy kid. Always checking out guys, dancing like mad, screaming and behaving however I felt like doing. I'm not saying I drank or smoked up or junk like that. I was just a bit extreme in the way I conducted myself, is all. This year at camp, I was so mellow. I didn't mind not being the centre of attention. Sure, there's the typical Steph things that never go away. Like me clearing out the dance floor to do a line dance for "Save A Horse, Ride A Cowboy". Or dancing to old school hip hop and getting everyone to join me. But that's a given. Ah ha. But I didn't really want to check out guys or meet everyone and get out there and be known and stuff. I was perfectly content just chatting to old friends and talking about life and thinking about things and whatnot. It was a good weekend for me to reflect. It was then that I realized how much I'd changed. For the better, most of it.

It was the first time I realized how much I really actually love being home.