This is Too Funny

Nine years later, and I write here again. I am doing it mainly for the hilarity of the situation. It is pretty funny. Nine years ago I was 21. Not much different than 30, or 31 shall we say. But here I am, so different, or so I flatter myself to think. It's pretty funny. I read what this person, this person being me, has written, and I think, wow, you are aspiring to great wisdom, friend. Yet, that person is me. I should know her better than anyone else, and yet, she is an ocean of memories apart from me. Maybe, nothing much has changed at all and I am still that daft young girl with big dreams, and imagination. Some things have changed. Heartbreaks, pain, joy, boundless love, new relationships. But I'm still me, and yet not. This is called navel gazing. Once can get so lost in it. It's just an emotional moment. Journalism school helped me step out of my mind and write realistically, catering to an audience. I cannot have chosen a better program to push me out of my comfort zone.