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A Message of Change:
After recently recieving e-mails from colleges, I began to really think about everything that has happened to me in the last few years and I really have started to wonder what has happened to me. A few months ago I ran into a couple people I knew from what I now consider my old life. I was with goods friends laughing and talking and basically being the loudest in the group. They saw me and said my name with a question mark and I knew what they were thinking, "What hell happened to her?!" I could read the shock in their faces and it made me laugh. They knew me as the person from my old life and I'm no longer her. She was quiet and studious, a complete geek that many people were nice to partially out of pity.
I am proud to say that that is no longer me. Quiet, I am not. Studious, while being a good student I am probably the worst procrastinater ever. A complete geek I still am, but that's what my friends love about me. It feels good. It feels like I finally get to be myself and yet I know that if were to spend time with the people from my old life again I know I would act as the same old me that they knew. It's a shame.
The friends that I had back then, I thought I would never forget and never lose touch with. Life, however, seems to have gotten in the way. I have forgotten that old life that seems so long ago and with it has gone my old friends. I love them,yes. I remember them, yes, but miss them, not as much as I thought. I feel bad almost like it's wrong to forget that time in my life and those people because in a way that period in time and those people are so much a part of me, but at the same time I am glad. There are memories that I remember gladly and memories which I just want to forget. Now I am mostly forgetting.
I love life now. I love my friends. I love my classes. I love the things I do. I love so much about my life right now. Thinking of college and an entirely new life makes me depressed. I think that this time around I might actually cry at graduation. I'd think to think that I won't lose touch with this set of friends because I'd be sad to lose them, but I've said that with two or three rounds of friends already and it never works out. It's depressing to think about.
If there is one lesson, though, that I have learned from my small amount of life experiences, it's that being yourself is important. I can only imagine what that old life would have been like if I was really me. In my old life I was misunderstood by many because many didn't really know me and many didn't care to try. Yet, in thinking of being misunderstood, I realize that it is important to remember a comment made by Ralph Waldo Emerson, "Is it so bad, then to be misunderstood.? Pythagoras was misunderstood, and Socrates, and JEsus, and LUther, and Copernicus, and Galileo, and Newton, and every pure and wise spirirt that ever took flesh. To be great is to be misunderstood..."











i havent been on this in a madd long time!
nice job on the art work =]
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So there is life...and there is death...and there is a foggy gray area of unconsciousness. Where do you stand? Where do I stand? What's your place in this world?
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So there is life...and there is death...and there is a foggy gray area of unconsciousness. Where do you stand? Where do I stand? What's your place in this world?
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if marching band were any easier it would be called football.
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child soldiers is major problem. make yourself more aware by clicking on the link below.
[link]
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