One.

I think about what to write on the blog a lot. Sometimes my ideas get posted and other times they end up being forgotten or thrown out. I usually run out of things to blog about when school starts. This is because my life starts to revolve around a class schedule and a variety of homework assignments. This semester I have an interesting mix of subjects, between History, Women's Studies, Spanish and Drug Calculations none of them are similar. However, all of them are having a profound affect on the way I view the world.

Now don't worry, I will not delve into politics, or religion or anything else that may be perceived as controversial....I have very few readers and I don't want to lose any! School is so different now than it was when I was 18. At 18 I wasn't open to other ideas, and I wasn't able to come up with my own ideas. At 25 I find that I am much better at this, though still not a pro. I don't simply have to believe you because you say it is so. For a people pleaser this is both a blessing and a curse. A blessing, to be able to know that you have a voice and some amount of control in your beliefs. A curse because sometimes that means you disagree with the people you love most. How do you voice those opinions without causing hurt feelings?

Lately my thought is this...you don't. You will hurt feelings, you will lose people due to beliefs and ideas, but as long as you do this with respect than it is okay. It is okay to be different, it is okay to believe differently, it is okay to be one person in a sea of people. This country was created with a diverse group of people and that should be celebrated not frowned upon.

For me I am one person, I wear many hats, and I have many labels attached to me. I am short, blond, female, green eyed, and was blessed/cursed with my grandmother's Hungarian body. I can be the kindest person you will ever meet, or I can be the most terrible monster on the face of the earth (depending on the day). I love musicals and country music, and you couldn't pay me to watch FOX News.

I am one, and that is okay. I love that I am able to be one. I know that this is a cheesy post but I hope that everyone who reads this is happy being one also. I am happy for all of you, and for all of the individual experiences and things you bring to my life.

Now back to homework.