Monday, November 8, 2010
Same and different
Isn't it funny how people change so much, yet stay the same?
These pictures range from 4th grade through senior year of high school, and I look just a bit different in each of them... heh. Okay, maybe more than a bit. They're generally chronological, but blogspot hates pictures, apparently, or else I'm simply retarded... see other post... but either way, they're pretty close to chronological. And it's pretty clear that I've changed. (don't judge the pirate one. It was Halloween last year... yeah. I just liked it.)
And yet, while I look different from my 4th grade self, wrapped up on the back of Travis Baker, at a park across the street from my elementary school for a "we passed TAKS" party, or something like that, you can clearly tell it's me. Things stay constant, even through the differences. It works internally too. We mature, we grow, we experience things that change us, but that person we were in 1st grade never really went away. Life just... altered it. My 2nd grade teacher wrote me a letter in a class journal once. It tells me how funny I am, how unique I am, and how I'm different, and how it's all for the better, and she tells me never to change it. Well, those who know me can definitely attest to that one. I'm certainly different than everyone else, and some people take that the wrong way, but I'm still that person, even through my 'maturing'. (I'm wearing a santa hat in what is either mid-fall or spring sometime; I can't remember when that picture was taken.) And just look at my hair. Different, I think so. Not between pictures, but I mean, different from normal. Whatever that is.
Never lose that. Never forget who you were, because you're still that person. You can use all the excuses you want.... I grew out of that, look at how stupid I was back then, things are just different now.... but deep down you know you're still that person, and it's not a bad thing.
Change, but don't change.