blog seven makyla norvell

Despite how crazy and unorganised my life may seem to everyone else, from the constant eighty mile an hour turns and ever developing running commentary between my family and i, i actually do not truly care for change all that much. Now, i am not against it entirely (i actually welcome some changes, you know stuff like getting taller or birthdays or something) some change can be very good, as long as it will (or even might) make things better in the long run, but i don't care for things like people up and leaving without so much as a ten second or so notice or people telling me something and then expecting me to be one hundred percent cool with it, no questions asked. I actually find some change some what rude, and i know that sounds kind of self centered, but the truth hurts my dudes. Even with how much i would prefer things to stay the same, i still cant live life with out some things changing from one point to another, no one can (thats what kind of makes up life). It’s how life goes on, and how things stay interesting, and i would rather have to deal with being uncomfortable over change than i would unfathamable boredom, but maybe that is just a me thing. I am not really certain about anything that happens around me, coming or going but even as things are i have to be willing to get over some minor set back like change.