I go through these periods of time where I just end up doing a lot of thinking. Usually just reflecting about who I was then and who I am now. I’m a lot more sure of myself now, if that makes sense. I used to think that I grew up a lot, like from elementary school to middle school, then middle to secondary and then there was high school graduation. And, of course, it was a form of growing up, but I wasn’t as sure of myself then as I am now. I thought I was though, so maybe it’s the same sort of thing.

I was talking to one of my coworkers today and he asked me how many summers I’d worked for the company for. And this will be my fifth summer. He said it’s sort of like watching me grow up, despite the fact that it’s only been a handful of years, because even though I’m still so short (yes, he actually said that), I have changed quite a bit since my first summer. I’d like to think that people are always capable of growth.

I thought I’d love middle school when I started – which was a lie. I found out very quickly who were really my friends then, and how quickly those ‘BFFs’ from elementary school dispersed and found their own cliques. Someone once told me that the friends you make in high school are the ones you make for life. In a way, I think that’s true. I keep on contact with a lot of my friends from high school. I can not see someone for four months and then see them again and it’s like no time has ever passed.

And I think I’m just really ‘finding’ out who I am now. Who I am, what I want in life, who I want in my life. That sort of thing. I may be rambling, maybe I am. But it’s always good to think that you know who you are, and what you want in life. I guess if it feels like it’s right, it can’t be wrong, can it?