We reached that point in the semester where the exams get bigger for a week, presentation are more important, and everything seems to matter all the more, it’s the halfway point between the beginning of the year and the end. I didn’t anticipate this semester taking the turns it has back in August, but you’ve gotta roll with the tide or take the punches so to speak. I’ve learned that I would rather stay and fight it out than attempt to scrap it and start a new, whatever it is. I used to be a lot shyer and reserved, from my speech to my clothes to my mannerisms, but recently I decided to forego that aspect of who I was. I’m done trying to be conventional for the sake of fitting in, just wanting to blend in with the crowd, being fearful of being different from the rest. I’m not consciously trying to stand out or be the strangest bird perched on the wire. If there’s something on my mind, I say it, within reason so as not to be hurtful. Used to shy away from high heels, bright patterns, things that weren’t so conventional within the crowds that I passed, now it’s weird when I’m not in heels or something bright. Sometimes it just doesn’t seem to fit with who I was not so long ago, but then again it doesn’t appear as if much does anymore. You can’t control everything  and the sooner you realize it, the better you’ll be. You’ve got the ability to control yourself, to change who you are, if that’s what you want to do; it’s all about you and what you want.  All that matters is that you do what you want, what you can do anyway, that makes you happy.  My opinions on this might change, but I highly doubt it. See ya next time I need filler type posts!

Que sera sera. Mais, je me souviens.


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