Life is weird. Its true.
Its funny how I've grown into Somebody over the years. I remember when I was 13, and 14, and 12 and all those weird ages. And I was finding my way through all kinds of things. And now I'm Me. I'm this person, who has all these thoughts, and opinions about things. There are things I know i want, and things I know I don't want. And I behave a certain way. I have just, grown. My thoughts have changed, and so have my ideas and beliefs, but I'm still the same inside. Just a more extreme version of my older self. It makes me smile. How we keep evolving. And changing. And yet still remain unchanged.
I'm excited, for everything that's ahead of me. Good and bad. I'm excited for the grayness. For all of it.
Btw the view out of my room's window is pretty at night. Its not mountains, or the sea, or pretty buildings, not even pretty houses. Its just a couple of trees, and some average looking houses, a lane, and a street light. But its awfully nice to see. And I'm glad to have it.