Change

I wasn't going to post an entry so soon after the last one, but this one has been buzzing around in my head since I posted the last entry. Forming various phrases, partial thoughts, what I wanted this blog to be, and a lot of other random things that get stuck in my mind. Also, likely why I haven't been getting to sleep until 3am.

People and things change in the blink of an eye. I've had this blogger account since September of 2006, but there's no trace of what all I had this account for originally in the first place. So much of me has even changed since this blog.

I've graduated high school, attempted, and dropped out of a traditional [ish] college. I started and completed a certificate program and have even had a few jobs in that field.

Along the way I've gotten to know some awesome people, and have tried to get some toxic people out of my life. I've succeeded in getting a few of those toxic people out of my life, though there is one that I really can't shake.

However, the downside of that is that I've lost some pretty important people and things in my life too.

I suppose I wouldn't trade any of it for the world because all this change makes me who I am, it makes anyone who they are. I'm also the type of person who constantly changes how I'm mowing my grass simply because I hate walking in the same pattern. Vertical and horizontal lines are so boring.

I could continue to list the things that changed between the creation of this account and now, but that would start a whole line of processes I'm not sure my brain can handle. Well, the brain is an interesting thing, it can do much more than a computer but we still have our derp moments, but hey that's what makes us human, right?

Yet, one thing has remained the same in all this, since even before my blog got started...People always mistake me for a younger age. Which is fine. Many women would kill for that. When I was at the ice rink today a woman who saw me sitting in my car before my lesson began, just keeping to myself she glanced over as I was lacing my skates, then asked if I was in high school. Before I could answer she then added in "or college". She got a little red in the face when I politely replied with "neither" I briefly explained my schooling experience, and how I work in my chosen industry. My coach came by then sat down and we started talking about random pregnancy things. I saw the woman's mind slowly pause and pour over the things I had said and become confused as to my real age because I mentioned things specific about my pregnancy.

Funny how some things stay the same yet everything else changes.

Goodnight and Goodluck.