The Things We Won’t Forget.

Memories are a weird thing,  You remember seemingly unimportant things from seven years ago but you don’t remember what you had for breakfast the previous day,  I don’t remember either of those two things.. One.. because seven years ago I was too busy to remember anything (Being a kid and all) And two.. I don’t eat breakfast,  Yes yes.. I know.. breakfast is the most important meal of the day,  But i don’t get up early enough for that and I’m not going to start now.

Anyway, memories are weird.. you go through old photographs and you don’t exactly miss it,  You just kind of feel a sense of nostalgia even if you don’t want those times back, You look back on all these memories and you see how far you’ve come and it’s amazing, You’ve changed so much you barely even recognize the person you used to be.. This all sounds really cliche,  But i’m not trying to be cliche.. I’m trying to be real.  People are always changing, people grow up into more mature and understanding individuals.. I’m proud to say I’m not the same kind of person I was when i was younger.. I was an anti social selfish naive overemotional brat.. And i’ve grown up a lot.   There are people in my life who don’t like the way i’ve changed,  But they didn’t see me.. They weren’t anywhere  when i was going through the things that made me grow up.  I’m not a different person, I’m silly, i’m random, i’m awkward and i’m still a nerd.. I don’t know whats so wrong with who I am today.  I’m a better person for everything i’ve gone through…

I have a photo album on my facebook, Actually i have more than one but.. in this case I am talking about two different ones.. I have one called “The Memories We Will Never Forget” Which is for recent photos since when I made it (The tail end of june) and i have another called “The people i know” Which is for pictures of me and people i know, family..friends.. It can be photos from last year or photos from last month..   But the thing is.. That i’m seriously considering uploading some of the photos of me and these people i know to the photos of memories I won’t forget,  Regardless of who is in the photo with me… I feel like thats confusing though.. But it’s not confusing to me..  I know in my heart and in my head why I am doing these things the way I am doing them.. And i don’t need anyone else to understand that.

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