Fairytales-Dreamers

    So I haven't written a journal in three and a half years. The last one was all about change, and how I don't like it. Some changes I don't like, but I've gotten used to the fact that stuff changes all the time. And hey. Like every teenager, I've changed a lot in four years. I've done a lot of growing up and maturing, and I know I still have more to go. But I've come out of my shell a lot in the last while, and that is a good change. I've become much more comfortable talking about sex, sexuality, sexual orientation, body image, and many other similar topics with my friends. This is where this journal's topic comes in.      I want to talk

Ever heard the phrase, "The more things change, the more they stay the same?" I don't know where it came from, or why I know it, but it just randomly popped into my head. And you know what? Other than the word "change" I'm not sure how much it has to do with what's been on my mind lately.     Recently, I've learned that I really don't like change. One of my kind-of friends and one of my former freinds broke up after going out for a year. I never really aproved of them going out at first, and yet I felt oddly, almost disappointed, and kind of sad when they broke up, even though eveyone had seen it coming for a while.     One of my other fr

Heyy! So I've got some new photos up, from my amazing trip to PEI this summer. I'm finally getting some pictures up. Hopefully more will come. They're all edited and just waiting to be titled and loaded. Hmmm.......... short journal. Oh well. I don't feel like talking that much.  Plus, I need some sleep. Well, school has started again, oh, what fun. Less than a month till I can drive, though. I'm excited for that. I started running during the summer, and joined cross country this year. We've got a meet tomorrow. 5k. I don't know if I can do that. I just hope it's rainy and cool like last week. That was only 4k, though, and nearly killed me.