Let go to get one,

Lose some to win some.

You can only be happy for so long.

I think about change all the time, and I've constantly argued with myself over whether or not it's good or bad. My favorite book since the eighth grade was The Outsiders, because the whole idea of the story was that "nothing gold can stay."

I'm looking at my blog entries, and besides the on-the-surface "hey guys, this is what i'm up to" blog, there are two types; there's either the blog where I'm chasing the past and absolutely disgusted with terrible damage it can do, or the blog in which I'm pushing for change, and trying to make things better.

I think I've accepted that that's what life really is - constant change.

I've accepted the ups and the downs.
The ups because, well... everyone likes to be happy.
The downs because without them, the ups wouldn't seem so high, now would they?

Am I making any sense at all?
I highly doubt it. I never do.