As I write this, Jason Derulo's Ridin' Solo is recurring in my head. It's apt, because in many aspects of my life, I more often than not, ride solo. I acknowledge myself as emphatically independent, and I have trained myself to be at peace with that; I appreciate my own company. I suppose that's the result of being alone for many years. Romantically, I mean, not because I am a complete and utter loner without any friends (not that there is anything wrong with that). But, yes, I like to be alone and can quite happily confess that I am my own best friend, and at times, my own worst enemy, but hey, it can't all be pink glitter and unicorns, can it? Despite considering myself to be wholly independent, there was one thing that frightened me half to death, and that was going to the cinema solo. It sounds ridiculous but bear with me. Many of my friends had mentioned that they throughly enjoyed going to the cinema alone, and it was actually quite an empowering thing to do. It's not that I am scared of my own company, but more so the prospect of being looked at as being incredibly weird - I get very anxious and paranoid. After all, the cinema is meant to be a social activity; which is slightly ironic considering you sit there in silence 99% of the time - except for maybe the odd weary look as to what's happening in the film, or the odd laugh. In truth, your cinema date is more of a comfort blanket, as well as someone to share an extra large popcorn with to avoid looking particularly gluttonous, am I right? To step out of my comfort zone, so to speak, last weekend I ventured to the cinema alone. This was purely down to the fact that no one ever wants to come with me to see a Meryl Streep film. It's either because they're embarrassed of my fan girl demeanour, or the fact they're ignorant to her unparalleled talents. Which ever one it may be, it's their loss.