Lately I've been thinking a lot about change. Things change, people change (sometimes). Change is hard...but good.

You know how a while back about the possiblility of my editor getting laid off? Well it happened. All us Satelliters (teen section of my local paper) miss Jenny like crazy, but we enjoy having Barbra- former editor back...She's doing an entire extra job for free, because she cares about us so much. :)

But it's not only that that's got me thinking about change...Recently I've been talking (on facebook) to this guy I was friends with eight years ago in 1st grade. We hadn't talked in like 3 years (since 5th grade), and I can't get over how differnt he is. Like how different his picture looks, and...well just everything.

I'm sure I'm way differnt too, but it just seems weird. You don't see the changes in yourself or people you don't lose touch with, because those are gradual and you see yourself and your friends day to day....

As you can tell, I've been thinking about this stuff a lot resently...

My mom is a theripist and she always says "people don't change, except sometimes, with a lot of work." Which is a sad thing for a theipst to say, right? I know she's the simi-expert, but I  don't entirly agree....I mean as we grow we learn, from mistakes and hopefully those change us. I'd like to think that I'm not the same person I was in say, first grade. You know?

Well that's all for tonight!
Good Night everyone.
~Ren