Change me
Love is a word that gets thrown about far too carelessly. Hereafter I resolve to say it only when I truly mean it. Therefore: I loved DJ Spiller, I love dancing with Kyan (hi Kyan) on the bar, I love rooftop swimming pools, I love having people cook for me, and I love reading trashy girly magazines and horoscopes and doing trashy girly magazine quizzes with Peter.
This is not throwing "love" around :P I really mean it.
I uncovered a list (scroll down to the very bottom) that I made just over a year ago in my old website. Apart from noticing how different my old archived posts were a year ago (a lot less idleThinK-esque and more of the Dear-Diary Complex), I also noticed that my list of Things I Want In A Guy has not changed noticeably from a year ago. I don't really know what to think of this.
Anyway, change...there is always much talk about "being changed", e.g. by your significant other, or a loved one, or by an experience. I don't think this is possible, though. Change can only come from within the self, because ultimately you choose to change. People or experiences can have monumental influence on you, but ultimately it is YOU that chooses to accept that influence. If you love someone and you say they have changed you and your views on life, what has in fact happened is that YOU have embraced their influence and applied the change yourself. No one can make you change.
This philosophy means, of course, that I am fully and utterly responsible for the person I am today. And stepping back and looking at who I am today...that is a rather scary thought indeed.
...Well, that's what I believe, anyway.