That was unexpected...
My favorite part about writing on this page is I know no one is really looking at it anymore. The idea of having my friends and family reading my stories about the adventures I took on my gap year were of course amazing... Although it took something I was passionate about and made it feel like work, that people enjoying my words made me not want to do it anymore.
To me this makes no sense at all yet at the same time I truly understood why and what was happening. Yet here I am back on this page and all of a sudden the words flow much easier, maybe thats just because I have more stories to tell but it also is the fact that I am not thinking about what people will say.
I mean of course that is something I never worried about, I have lived pretty much every day of my life not giving a f#ck about peoples opinions on myself. Ha I say of course because that is just the way it is, to me it is something that has just come to me, I see the false realities and the facades the world has created. I do not mean to make that sound as if I am better than those who don't I just know if I was in a world where I listened peoples judgements I wouldn't be where I am today. I would not have done half the things I have done. I would be almost finishing with my first year in college, I would be doing the same things as everyone else. Something about those words, doing the same as the people around me has made me run in the other direction. I don't want to be a person that has the eyes on them but I definitely do not want to be someone who blends in with the crowd.
That is something my family has taught me, that we can be who ever we want to be, we can achieve anything we put our minds to. I have taken so much from all the people I have met over the last 18 years of my life, from the random strangers I hold the door for and don't get a thank you from, to the people on planes, trains, buses, to my best friends growing up, and the friends I have gained along my travels. (Side note: I am not sure why I started out with people not saying thank you to doors being held but that happens all the time... it is such a small moment it time yet you never know it could make the slightest of difference in both parties. Kember and I were at Shop rite the day before Easter picking up a few more things we needed for hosting dinner for our friends and family. We were in the milk section and I saw the sweetest little lady looking at here phone and then at the milk several times. She was clearly looking for something, so I went over to help her, together we spent the next 5 minutes looking for what I learned to be she actually needed cream and the photo was from here son. Sadly this story does not end in a happy ending because Shoprite did not have any left on the selves. So we parted our ways and I adventured off to find my sister. This story has a point and it definitely was not that one... What I wanted to say was when Kember and I were checking out I had dropped a block of cheese unknowingly and the lady in the next isle said "Oh your cheese" so Kember jokingly yells at me and I am taking full responsibility by saying "My bad." I was so distracted by talking to my sister I did not even get to say "thank you" to this lovely lady who told me I dropped my cheese!! I then hear her say "you're welcome" under her breath. To be honest I felt like a shitty person in the moment so I quickly turned around and insured she heard my delayed thank you. I guess sometimes we all need a little bit of a reminder to be grateful for people. Yea not sure why and how this turned into this but I think we are too far deep in this hole to dig ourselves out. So onward we go...
I will tell you about what happened in the office today, one of the secretaries was complaining the food from the Monday meeting was in the break room. She came into our office stating she needed us to go take it and throw it in the dumpster. I of course get out of my chair basically running to the break room to get Free Food!! I was told these 3 day old muffins were rock hard... They Weren't! So I took the box into our office and started to eat them. I also later left with the box of Dunkin Donuts muffins and thanked the office for free food.
Not that anyone cares but yea that is what happened today at work... Conclusion of side note).
As I was saying about all the people I have met over the years I don't hide from making new friends even if its people you will never see again. In Africa my friends would joke with me that I talk to everyone! I was constantly meeting and chatting with random people we stumbled upon where ever we went. You never know, that small conversation or compliment on their shoes or jacket could make their day. Just making one person smile is enough for me, because to me that is a day where I can rest my head knowing I did something good in the world, even on the slightest scale.
Do not fear meeting new people and starting a conversation, you can be anyone you want to be when you meet a stranger for the first time. That is what I learned this past year of my life. The more people you immerse yourself with the better.
For the 0 people reading this right now, I hope you enjoy this very random yet meaningful collection of words I just wrote. Feel free to use it as a college essay, I am sure several college professors would love to hear about you on a 5 minute scavenger hunt in the dairy section.
I am sure I will be writing more about random things I think of, who knows maybe I will help a guy looking for cheese next week. All because I can do whatever I want.
Greta Ann Vanderblue.