My blog for today is based on a thought that I had early morning, or late last night if you would say. I felt that most people didn’t understand where I am coming from, but I am sure that you guys will get me . haha Now i have a lot to say on the say on the subject, but to save you and me both time I will touch on a little and save the rest for later.
“It’s funny seeing those that you have neglected. They go from something that you just rejected, to something you never expected”
This thought came from when I was viewing a profile of an old friend that I had not seen in a while. It was surprising to me how much they had changed and became into to someone so confident and unique. I guess the same would be for me. I am in fact a lot different myself. It is funny because everyone I know now don’t notice me changing, and the people I used to know do not say long enough to see the change.
What do I mean by “used to know”. Yes, that Goyte song does come to mind. I used to go to a different middle school and elementary school than everyone in my high-school. All they know of me is the little freshmen they met 3 years ago. For the people i used to know in elementary and middle school all they know of me is a scared, shy eighth grader. Since i do live in the same town with them, we do occasionally see each other. All they may see is physical things such as weight loss, voice, or clothes (I had really bad fashion sense back then.). Most people try stay in contact with former classmates, especially when your whole eighth grade class was 19 people and you all live in a REALLY SMALL TOWN! (i’m talking 2 stop lights small) Yet not me, this probably because the only people who actually talked to me (my immediate friends, Josh, Joey, Michael) all moved to the same high school with me. And all the others ( mostly girls) went to another school, and didn’t even really talk to me at all.
No I am not mad, or dogging them. I understand that communication goes both ways and I was shy guy. I do however get irritated when they act as if we were close, when I was only close with the couple guys I was surrounded with. All I was seen as was the weird, funny kid, with a great laugh. I know this because my yearbook consist of “you’re funny” and “I LOVE YOUR LAUGH!!” while my other friends got paragraphs. haha
Oh well who am I to complain though. How can I say I “know” them, when all I know is who they used to be. No one stays the same, they only adapt and change. We either adapt and change with them or just hold on to the memories of the people we once knew.
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