I wonder what it is that makes people change, and I take great offense when people say things like, "Oh em, like, GEE! I totalllly hate like.....fake people."

Excuse me?

I honestly believe that there's a fake part of all of us. I sat down recently and had the ritual Serious Self Talk where I sit in front of the mirror and actually address myself.

Shut up, I'm lonely.

But anyway.....I love being the person I am, this person's kept me happy for the last 17 years.

But it's not really 17 years, is it?

It's little blocks of years, and then we change. It's like we're tired of what we've become and then swap selves. Like phone covers.

While no one has yet dared to call me fake, I can understand why you'd think so.....I mean, look at yourself, why don't you. You've probably undergone lots of changes as well. Meek people that swear more, wallflowers that burst into confidence, scholars turned druggies, class clowns turned serious students....it happens.

All the time, and when you think about it, NO ONE is living his original life. We've all undergone so many changes involving so many different stimuli that NO ONE can really claim to be the same person they started out.

I don't like change very much. And I say this on the cusp of a life-altering period for me: another 2 months and I'll officially be a university student.

WTF BIATCHEZ!!!

It scares me that I'll start to change and become someone unrecognizable.....someone who could be judged as fake.

One of the biggest compliments people from back home have paid me is that I haven't changed at all. I'm holding on to that as tightly as I can, because the prospect of becoming a different person really freaks me out.

I realize this is INCOHERENT, but I'll leave you with this thought:

Inside every fake person is a real person who was told that they weren't good enough.

Queen Sana at 9:24 PM