No Time To Think, No Time To Breathe, No Time At All...It's The Buffalo Seven.

I want to work. It's defiently nice when you can wake up "whenever you want"(as in be up by 9am or be woken up by your mother) and hang out, but I'm craving something to do every day. I'm working on packing, but it's nice to get out once in a while, and do something different. Maybe I just need a change. Maybe I'll get up early and bike somewhere tomorrow morning. I haven't seen the sunrise in a couple months, maybe I'll bike down to the point and watch it.

I went to the dentist today, and apparently I have a cavity that needs to be filled. *insert a little apprehension*. I've never had a cavity before. I'm also not to keen on the whole idea of needles in my mouth. Or anywhere else for that matter. I don't do the needle thing. Which I'm a little nervous about. But you know what? It'll be okay, there just better be only one...

During the packing-up of my room, I discovered a bunch of cds in a box that I haven't listened to in years, if not decades. Among them...
Spice Girls-Spiceworld
Backstreet Boys-Backstreet's Back
Aqua-their only album? I don't recall the title offhand.
Soundtrack from Grease
Soundtrack from Sabrina the Teenage Witch
Planet Pop 4
Savage Garden

I think it's safe to say I've changed what type of music I listen to in the past couple years. It's kind of interesting looking back on what you used to be like, and realizing that somewhere you changed. I don't feel any different, but I am. It's almost like looking back and trying to pinpoint at what spot in life you changed, and who affected that, and what has become of you since then. It's ... interesting. I realized I've changed dramatically from what I was like in grade nine. Largely in the past 2 years. I'm not sure what that was a result of, but it's a good thing I think. I'm happy with who I am, and I don't feel I've changed for the worst in all aspects of my life. Actually, come to think of it, I think a large part of it was the whole religion thing. I didn't really realize how much of it I didn't agree to until a couple years after I got into it all. Sure I was happy. Ignorance is bliss. The trouble came when I began to kind of explore what Christianity was all about. I've got to hand it to them, they're good at hiding facts. Which has it's pros and cons. Their system of involving you in the church so much that you really don't have a life other than church is interesting though. I mean, look at the average church bulletin. 90% of it is getting out of your house and in to the church. It's like voluntarily cutting yourself off from society and the rest of the world. Like when other religions require you to cut off non-religion-following people, Christianity makes it seem like it's your choice. Which is interesting. They totally make it out that everything is a choice, but they practically force you into things. Or they make it out that you're going to hell if you do something, or don't do something. Which makes you want to not do/do it. I think one of the main points in time when I actually began to question my "beliefs" was during a conversation with Steve. I think he asked me why I believed it, and I couldn't come up with a good answer. My reason behind becoming a Christian was at the time, it felt like the right thing to do. Sure I had been at a very evangelistic camp for a week, but being in that environment made me feel an emotion I really hadn't felt before. It's hard to explain, but it was kind of like I was accepted, and during that time of my life I was really concerned about being accepted by the people around me. I kind of realized that I'd rather be living a life that was mine and not living a life that was a lie. That and people in the church had lied to me about a bunch of things, and that really bothered me. They tried to cut me off from my family, and I really wasn't cool with that. I didn't really know what I was getting into in the first place, and I realized I need to educate myself about things before I make desicions. That and discussing things with friends. Friends are amazing for helping you see things you didn't see before. I've learned more about myself talking to friends than I have actually living my life. In a weird way. It's cool. Anyways, I'm kinda done blabbering on about this now, so I should probably stop.