Myspace isn't just for stalkers

So I am feeling majorly nostalgic today.
I went on to myspace and started trying to find friends that I haven't seen in forever and just see how they are doing.
(*Side note* Myspace is the best place to make you feel like God, you just click on a button and you can just get a glimpse of how everyone is doing without having to make awkward conversation if you haven't seen them in a while, it's great)
Anyways! I was amazed to see how so many of my friends have changed and yet at the same time haven't changed at all. Most of my friends were goofballs when I knew them and still are today, if not more. We have all grown so much. It's amazing. I go back and look at pictures of my friends and I from 4 or 5 years ago and we all look so small and young. Now everyone is graduating from high school and off to bigger and better things.
Then I clicked on to my own profile. I've grown up too. I have changed since I moved down here. I'm more confident in myself and I learned important lessons in life, both good and bad.
I'm no longer the little girl who use to fly through the air on the bars, play in the tree house in the woods, ride bikes down and back the same street so many times that it would make you sick, or get excited about the new Disney princess spin off. Now I drive cars instead of bikes, I fly through books and homework instead of the bars, and I play on the Internet instead of in a tree house. But somethings don't change. I still enjoy a good princess story, I will always love playing "duck, duck, goose!", Veggie tales will never get old, I will always remember the camp songs I loved growing up, and Spokane will always be a special place for me even if I never go back. Picking on James and messing with Tammy's head will always bring a smile to my face. My mother's sarcastic but hilarious take on life will always cheer me up. Even my father's lame attempt at humor will always make me feel at home.
These are things that I will always hold dear and will miss when I go off to college. Like most people about to undergo a major life change, I'm scared. Life will go on without me here. I'll miss the inside jokes, the funny stories. I won't be here to see my brother and sister try to kill each other every night. I won't be there to try and help explain a joke to my dad and have it totally lose it's humor. I won't be here to totally dish about my day to my mom. I just don't think I could do that. I have the hardest time when people go on vacations or trips without me. I didn't want to miss it. I wanted so bad to not have to go away, not leave and just stay at home the rest of my life. I didn't want anything to change. But then I realized something. If nothing ever changed then neither would I. When I go off to college I'll have my own stories and my own experiences. And it's not like I won't ever see my family again. I had built it up in my brain that I was being banished and that I would never ever see my family again.
And that's no true.
So in all reality I am excited for college, scared, but excited.