Trying not to care about what other people think. It's not working.
Thoughout my life I have noticed that I have a pattern of looking back on a situation and saying to myself, "I wish I didn't care so much about what people thought of me." This is most prominent after thinking about high school where, I think, most teenagers agonize about what their peers think of them. Many people have said it and I completely agree: if Facebook was around when I was in high school I would have been more of a blubbering, nervous mess than I already was. But, in my day, at best we had hotmail and at the worst we had ICQ and AOL. I used all three and miraculously walked away unscathed.
Now, we have blogs and this blog has a new look. It was like the time when I was 16 and I decided to go blonde to look like Alicia Silverstone (Yes, I still thought she was cool) but it ended up more Amber than Cher except this time I think it looks lovely and back then I tried to play it off like I did it on purpose. No one in their right mind believed me.
However, I can't pass up the chance to ask what you think. You, um, like it right? plays with hand, chews on lip