So I'm sitting here, procrastinating from working as I usually am late at night, and I'm reading random blogs. Some of them are boring...really technical people talking about system programs and codes. Some are really personal and interesting, like people who use their blogger as a personal webpage and journal. I posted a link to one last week I think...it's the blog of a 16 year-old girl living in Mexico. She's very articulate and charming, and has a lot of wisdom for someone so young. She seems really cool. But she'll post these things about which guy she likes, what high school drama went on, etc. and then post something really worldy about her view of society and people. It's like reading someone's diary...someone who's on the brink of realizing all the knowledge and insight she has to give to the world, but yet is still a little frightened of taking the reins of her potential. It's that place in someone's life, between the state of having your eyes still clouded by childhood and the realization that you are an individual perspective that can manifest itself for better or for worse within its environment. She's like an infant before realizing her legs are strong enough to stand upon...she makes little self-effacing comments whenever she talks about ways in which she is affecting change in her surroundings. Reading her blog makes me wish that I had kept a diary more diligently when I was growing up.