Wow, it's amazing how much change can go on in just two years. In the grand scheme of things, it's really not a whole lot of time, but bloody hell, look at the evolution we've all gone through! In general, I feel like I'm such a richer person. Bullet point time!
- Musics: Jeeze O'Pete! I think this is about the most evolved out of all my areas. I mean, Freshman year, I didn't really give a damn about Queen. I remember seeing this guy who had a Queen t-shirt and thinking, "Psh, they just had Bohemian Rhapsody. They're not that good. Green Day is so much better...." Ha! And, true story, it was Andrea that made me get my first Queen song. I, quite frankly, found the song boring. Of course, I now find the song boring also, but that's just because I've heard it much too much. I was just beginning to dip my feet into the musical world then, with Carry on my Wayward Son, Bo Rap, and Blitzgrieg Bop being among my top listenings. Now I've even evolved to whole albums. I'm pretty much in love with News of the World, a Night at the Opera, and (pst, don't tell anyone) Abbey Road.
- Movies: Well, actually... really, absolutely no change here. I like the big blockbusters, specifically those involving the fantasy and the esplodies. Yep, pretty much the same as freshman year.
- Emotions: Jesus bloody Christ. I was an angsty little son of a bitch back in freshman year. Hell, I even cut myself once (with a tack, mind you, and I've seen my cat make deeper scratches). Now, well, I'm pretty easy going. I've had my ups and downs but, you know, I'm a pretty cup-half-full girl now (and now when I say cup, I think of... well, you know...). To be honest, I rather love life.
- Love: Angst, angst, and angst pretty much defined that year for me. Hell, now, I don't even have a crush. Before I was so hormonally driven, I practically fell in love with every guy I met (and then cried about it later). Now, Valentines Day is coming up, and the only thing I'm worrying about is whether I got enough candy for my friends.
- Thinkings: I've started to, at the same time, think big picture, and then block out the big picture. Get what I'm saying? I take little mistakes with a grain of salt, because what does it matter int he end, except make us unhappy for a moment? It's not going to matter in the great scheme of things. And then I try to ignore questions like "What does it all mean?" and "What the purpose of my life?". Instead, I say screw it, be happy, and enjoy your own company and the company of others.
Haha, I like your....you know....reference! lmfao.
Oh, and YAY ABBEY ROAD!
Blake and I were talking about this the other day, just we came to a different solution. I still wake up and feel the same way as I did freshmen year. I don't feel any older, but the same time I know I am. It's weird knowing you are different, but not feeling that way.