Ch-ch-ch-changes

It’s really crazy how much you can change the way you think in a few years. I mean, you know this MC Carthy, but high school years are formin’ years.

I think I have a lot of the same deep down beliefs as I did when I was a freshman. Like I still believe that people are overwhelmingly good. And of course through more years of experience, I have seen examples against this. But I still believe it. Perhaps even more passionately than I did four years ago. And I hope in four years, I can say the same thing.

But a lot of my thinking has changed and shifted throughout high school. I used to idolize a lot of people. Some my friends, some people I had just seen around school. I used to think that because of the way that they dressed or because of stories I had heard about them or because they listened to cool music and didn’t have curfews and could have co-ed sleepovers that they were the coolest things that I had ever been close to. But always, always, after I got to know these idols and gods of my underclassman years, I realized that they were just regular, ol’ people. Not that they weren’t cool anymore, or that they were bad. Just that they had problems too, just like the rest of us. And said things that I didn’t agree with and did things they regretted. I think that was a big change of thinking for me. It got me to understand who I really wanted to be. Not to get all Seventeen magazine, but along with this I learned…well, there’s no better way to say it, how to love myself. And oh, OH, is that so important. I think if people would just love themselves, half the world’s issues would fall apart.

Maybe.

Anyway. I’m sure glad I realized that and changed how I was. I’m much happier now, and what else matters?