Monday, June 11, 2012

CHANGE

A while ago I wrote a paper on whether or not people can change. Is an identity something one is born with and stays constant, or can they change who they are?
When first posed with this question, my answer seemed obvious: Yes, of course people can change.
I've seen the baddest of the bad flip to the goodest of the good.

But what if the "good" part of the person just came through, even though it had always been there?
What if people can't change - maybe people just reveal different parts of themselves based on survival.

For example, if a wild child thinks that in order to be loved they need to be calm and agreeable - then they will work on those characteristics needed to feel the love they want. So has this child changed, or are they just expanding on the qualities  that were already somewhat present?

 


So if I set out to "change" myself, am I really just bringing out the parts of myself that where always there?

Just something to think about. It's whatever.

Saturday, June 2, 2012

Summer Time, In the City

Summer is here... finally. THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU.
It's weird, it's the end of the school year and suddenly it seems like all of these people I have never talked to before are rising up out of the dust and they're just so GREAT. I've met so many new friends these past few weeks... I guess everyone's just happier. Or something.

A summery picture for your leisure (:

Things I Didn't Realize About the "End of the Year" in High School:
  1. Seniors graduate. And then you never see them again. And it sucks.
  2. People have sudden urges to confess their undying love for you.
  3. You have sudden urges to confess your undying love for others.
  4. Summer comes and you have nothing to wear.
  5. You get three months off of school - not three weeks
  6. Lots of free time and no homework
  7. The last week of school you only watch movies
  8. Skipping math class is not worth attendance school 

Anyway, at the moment I love everyone and I'm trying to find ways to make my time useful. So far I've painted my feet, wrote short stories, made clay dinosaurs, created a gift basket, ate McDonald's, and have fallen asleep on my lawn three times (it's a work in progress).