Back To The Past
While I can't time travel (yet) I can read old blogs, which I did after Cooper mentioned what had happened over the past eight months. There's some interesting stuff I've discovered.
One is that I haven't changed. My hair's longer, and that's it. I'm the same as I ever was. What irritates me the most about that is the bad things I've done and mistakes I've made were made by me, not a me from the past who's different now. Guess that's part of being me. I guess I found it quite interesting that over everything that's happened over these months, ie: through year 13, I've remained pretty much immune, and it hasn't effected me, even though it should. Sometimes I think it reflects my attitude 'life is a story and I'm just a reader', after all, you rarely change drastically during the time you read a book. Of course, the thing I find almost worrying and also quite cool is that means when I finsih reading this book (ie: die) I won't have changed. I'll be who I am now, except probably with a few more life expierences. It's interesting to think. Too often I've seen myself as being somebody drastically different in the future, but I very much doubt I will be. I think I will always be like I am now, think like I do now, and act like I do now. I'd like to point out this is NOT depressive talk, and I do in fact quite like the idea I will always be constant and not change. Even if I wont be and its just what I think.
The point? There isn't one. I just find it interesting. Maybe its some egotistical view and I actually have changed, but can't see it. I don't know, and I really don't care.
I also want to try and move my blogs away from me. You see, I'm not that important. I blog about myself all the time, but I don't actually matter. That's why I prefer either comical blogs or ones about subjects that aren't just about me. Unfortunatly, I'm not very good at this, and too often my blogs are self centered drivel. Sure, maybe that's what their designed for, but there's no fun in being a conformist.
The problem is, if you blog about yourself, at least you have plenty to say, even if nobody wants to hear. And at least I refrain from depressive talk all the time.
One is that I haven't changed. My hair's longer, and that's it. I'm the same as I ever was. What irritates me the most about that is the bad things I've done and mistakes I've made were made by me, not a me from the past who's different now. Guess that's part of being me. I guess I found it quite interesting that over everything that's happened over these months, ie: through year 13, I've remained pretty much immune, and it hasn't effected me, even though it should. Sometimes I think it reflects my attitude 'life is a story and I'm just a reader', after all, you rarely change drastically during the time you read a book. Of course, the thing I find almost worrying and also quite cool is that means when I finsih reading this book (ie: die) I won't have changed. I'll be who I am now, except probably with a few more life expierences. It's interesting to think. Too often I've seen myself as being somebody drastically different in the future, but I very much doubt I will be. I think I will always be like I am now, think like I do now, and act like I do now. I'd like to point out this is NOT depressive talk, and I do in fact quite like the idea I will always be constant and not change. Even if I wont be and its just what I think.
The point? There isn't one. I just find it interesting. Maybe its some egotistical view and I actually have changed, but can't see it. I don't know, and I really don't care.
I also want to try and move my blogs away from me. You see, I'm not that important. I blog about myself all the time, but I don't actually matter. That's why I prefer either comical blogs or ones about subjects that aren't just about me. Unfortunatly, I'm not very good at this, and too often my blogs are self centered drivel. Sure, maybe that's what their designed for, but there's no fun in being a conformist.
The problem is, if you blog about yourself, at least you have plenty to say, even if nobody wants to hear. And at least I refrain from depressive talk all the time.
posted by Li at 9:29 PM
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