So...I'm hopping you all noticed...
I finally changed the layout! =D
It's white. =O
I took my new blog title from what Chris wrote in my yearbook.
I thought it sounded cool so yeah...XD
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On a completely different note...
I started off my day..weirdly.
My dad woke me up a little bit after 9 cuz my sister needed to practice driving.
She practices in the Whitney parkinglot so while she was practicing, I just played basketball by myself.
I wasn't really focusing on making the baskets though...my mind started wandering to a lot of other things...
And when it was finally time to go home, I ended up more confused and frustrated than before I started thinking...
but that tends to happen a lot.
I haven't been able to sleep well again lately cuz of all this 'thinking'.
And I don't think I'm getting any closer to an answer...
...and probably...I should start by knowing exactly what my question is...
After playing basketball, I decided to listen to some music and read manga...
And the ending line to the story was:
"Even if your priorities get shaken up by someone else, if your new world makes you happy, then that's fine in it's own way, isn't it?"
So then I thought about that...
How much can you change for someone you love with it still being okay?
Is it ever okay to change yourself to be accepted by someone else?
Is it bad to be stubborn and want to be loved just for exactly who you are?
Maybe it depends...if you can love yourself first.
And when people change...are they still 'themselves'?
How do you ever really know who 'you really are'?
And why is it sometimes harder to read our own heart than other peoples?
...
Or maybe...it's all just really simple and I'm just making this all oh so complex.
But then again...I suppose life is more interesting that way...
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On another different note,
As I was playing basketball, I stopped and looked around at the school.
Then I looked at the basketball.
And then I looked up at the sky;
the beautiful clear blue sky.
And I smiled.
