I guess my journal is kind of inconsistant, but that's ok. I've never really been good at keeping a journal anyway. I did end up making a pie. My boyfriend and I did it. My mom helped us though. It was really good.
Anyway I was just thinking that you can change without even realizing it sometimes. About a week ago I was invited to come speak to a class at my college to share my views as a graduate of the course and near the end of the session I stood up to say something that I thought was important and a friend of mine, who had come with me, said that she had never seen me stand up in front of a crowd and speak so strongly before and that she was proud of me. I was happy that she felt that way, but it had seemed to me that I had gotton over my insecuries about public speaking a long time ago. My friend has known me for a very long time and she remembers what I used to struggle through. It occured to me that I have changed a great deal over the years. This may seem a rather obvious thing to say, but sometimes even though you change you don't always know it.
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and that thing about the elevator and the 14th and 7th floors
was spooky.. surprised