What defines a person?

What defines a person?

Is it what they do? Is it what they wear? 

Is it where they grew up or the people they hang out with?

Can a job, money, clothes, stuff make a difference?

Once you are seen in one way can you ever change that?

I am trying to break the mold I have established for myself. Rewriting my future so to speak. But I wonder if those who knew me before the change will ever see me as the new person or will I always be the person I was to them.

Can you ever truly change, or are we stuck with what we were?

I feel different, I look at things different, I even act different. But does that mean that I am different. Would someone who has known me my whole life see the difference? 

Are we who we define ourselves to be or are we who others define us as?

I hate the idea of labels. Jock, geek, rebel, slut, loner. They are just words. People are who they are. They feel and act and think differently from others around them. No two people will ever have the same life experiences. They will never truly share the same thoughts or feelings on ever subject. So how can we judge someone based off of what we think or feel? 

I want to blaze my own trail. I want people to see me for who I am. I am a different person than I was. I am me. 

Big New, Big Day (tomorrow)

Big News = more good news about backing for my screenplay. Now I hope all of these backers will just keep holding on through my revisions process.

Big Day (tomorrow) = tomorrow is my first day alone on audio during a news broadcast. SCARY! I have had a little practice but it will be interesting to see how this goes. 

I can see the light at the end of the tunnel but it's still a long ways away.

Side note, plans for a trip to Wilmington coming together for the end of April. SOOO Excited. Got to find somewhere to move to.

Top Choices for Mona

My top 3 choices for Mona:

1. Maggie Gyllenhaal

2. Zooey Deschanel

3. Rachel McAdams

78 posts + 2 months = New Person

I started this blog as part of my new years resolution. I started it thinking no one would ever read it. I started it thinking I'll post this first time and then I'll never have to post again. I started it not thinking it would ever go anywhere.

78 posts later there is a whole new person sitting at this keyboard. I used to be closed off, afraid to let anyone in. When you let people in you leave yourself open to being hurt. That is something I have dealt with in the past and not something I want to go through again. But for some reason I feel like sharing everything. 

I went back and reread my first post tonight. Wow it feels like it was forever ago. I find it funny that I posted the first time on Jan. 3rd and not again until Jan. 26th. Now it's rare that I go a day between posts if not 2, 3, or 4 times a day. 

I have so much that I want to share. I have so many thoughts and emotions and feelings running through my head that I am constantly thinking about my next post. I never liked sitting in front of a camera and talking about myself and now I want to do it all the time. 

I'm a new and better person for having started this blog. I'm more open, I'm more willing to follow my heart, I'm living again. 

Some would say I'm hiding behind my computer by blogging and that I'm not really opening up but I think that this might be one of the scariest ways to open yourself up. This is not just telling one person your feelings or thoughts. It's telling anyone in the world who wants to read it.

I always wondered how much time was needed to change your life. I'm realizing that there is no set limit. In 2 months my life has changed and I know that in a couple months my life will change again. 

We were talking about milestones last night in the SGP chat and the milestones that the company has had already. I think that is what started my thinking about this. The blog started around the same time I started mine (no coincidence there) and there have been so many milestones in my life during that time as well. 

Life is an ever changing thing. You start on the roller coaster ride and who knows where you will end up. All you can do is sit back and enjoy the rides. The climbs are long and the falls are fast but in the end you will be able to look back on it with a smile on your face.

First Time

So apparently after talking to Amber tonight it is "odd" that I had never tried coffee until today. I grew up in a family that didn't drink coffee. I never tried it when I was little because I thought it would be gross. I never tried it growing up because I never really had the desire to. Today I was driving into work and decided that it was time for me to try something new. So I got a tall  caramel macchiato at Starbucks. At first I was not a fan but the more I drank the more it grew on me. Now I will be a coffee drinker. 

I wanted to share this because Amber said and I quote "puts the 'there's a first time for everything' quote out there."