Lately I've realized quite a few things.
First of all, I haven't blogged in almost a year, not that it matters to anyone, because frankly, no one reads these.
But, normally I tend to care what other people thing of me. And I guess something about me has changed, because I really don't care what people think.
Also, I love my friends, more now then ever. I probably couldn't live without them.
I think I'm a relatively crude, and inconsiderate person, and I've just recently started to try and change.
But, I hate change. I really do. I hate how I can look back to when I was ten, and i was a cute rolly-poley thing that was innocent. But growing up is about change. I don't want to grow up. Even if I did have a bad childhood. I'll get over it.
And it's really true that "you don't know what you have until it's gone." I've learned this with quite a few things. Mainly, people.
Example, my brother. He just left for college last month. He's doing well and all, but he's so far away. The house is empty with out him, and he'll never fill it again. He moved to South Africa, to attend UCT, and he plans on staying there for the rest of his life. I never really showed how much I cared for him. We're siblings after all. But i miss him a lot.
A lot has changed in the last for years. It's ridiculous.
