ch, ch, ch, ch, changes...

It's weird how much life can change in a year. This time last year, I'd never even thought about having a baby. In fact, I was 99.9% certain I didn't want to ever have a baby. Shit happened, I got pregnant and POW- I have the most awesome squigglytiddlypeep in the world and wouldn't do anything to change that even if I had a time machine. A year ago I actually disliked babies. Now that I have Isaac, I'm obsessed! It's so fucking weird lol!

A year ago I was in sixth form and yeah, I'd thought many times about quitting... but I was determined to stick at it until I actually got a-levels, especially since I'd quit college the previous year and already failed at it once. I somehow ended up quitting that. It was kind of accidental (in a kind of 'blahh- I'll go to school tomorrow' kind of way), but I'm happy I did. I'd hate to have to leave Isaac all day every day to do school stuff! It would have been awful being the only pregnant looking person in school. I have the rest of my life to do educationy shizz. I plan to be in uni by I'm 25. Knowing me, it probably wont happen, but hey ho!

A year ago I lived with my grandparents (in fact, a month ago I did) but now I live in a pretty awesome 'flat' thing with Ikeydoodle and it couldn't be any awesomer. I love not having to share a bathroom with other people. Yeah, even though I don't have people telling me what to do all the time, I'm still not free to do whatever I want whenever I want to do it because my life revolves around Ike, but I don't mind.

A year ago I saw my friends pretty much every day. Now that most of them have toddled off to uni in far away places, I hardly ever see them anymore. I've become kind of like a loner with a baby, but it's cool... It means I actually look forward to seeing friends rather than just socialising because it's something that happens a lot.

A year ago I had quite a lot of piercings. Currently I only have my tongue piercing and nose piercing in (still have other holes in my face, but they have nothing in them). My beloved bridge piercing closed up because they made me take it out in the hospital when I was getting all sewn up after having Isaac and I ended up forgetting to put it back in. The day I realised I couldn't put it back in was a terrible one. I'd had that piercing since before I did my GCSEs and it had become a part of my face. I barely recognise myself now. I'm going to rectify the lack of piercings some time soon. I can't believe it's been over a year since I got any piercings or tattoos. Soon that will all change again.

A year ago I was vegan. Now I'm just your average vegetarian. I only changed that because I was pregnant and couldn't be bothered with a dietician dictating to me what I should eat. I'm not 100% sure why I'm still un-vegan. I still have all the same views on shizz like this. I plan to reveganise myself some time soon. Maybe January 1st? Seems like a good time to me... I might just make it a gradual thing though. I didn't do that the first time round. It seems like a good idea.

I was even a completely different person a year ago. I'm not sure what's changed about my actual personality. I can't put my finger on it. I still like most of the same stuff and whatnot, so I can't have changed too much... Maybe it's because I've grown up or something (which I swore would never happen >.< ).

But yeah... My point is a fuckload of stuff has changed in the last year... The changes I've written about here make it look like a lot has changed, but I haven't even written about everything that's changed... So it really is a rather huge amount of changeyness!

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Are we falling into a cyber abyss?

Golly. I was not anticipating this when I persuaded the grandparents to 'get online'. For the last hour or so, I have been sitting around, helping the grandmother on some facebook game and (im)patiently waiting for the grandfather to finish using my laptop to write his blog. He is such a slow typer (I'm actually having to use the other computer right now) but he needs to learn!

I realise that this is in no way an original, unique or inspiring thing to write a blog about, but I don't really care and I've been pondering about it quite a lot tonight.

I know that once upon a time I didn't have a computer, but these days I can't imagine life without one. I usually spend a minimum of 12 hours a day online and it's rather bizarre to think that when I was a wee nipper I didn't even own a computer. Odd. I guess this is just proof that the internet is taking over lives and our (slowly decaying) planet.

These days, people talk, shop, bank, listen to music, watch tv and do pretty much everything it is possible to do in real life online. The majority of people can connect to the internet anywhere at any time through various mobile devices. Whereas a decade ago, only 'the lucky people' had the internet. With the internet there is virtually no reason why anyone would have to leave the comfort of their own home at all. Personally, I very rarely leave the house (yes, I realise I need to get a life!) and I know I wouldn't be able to cope with a day with no internet. Gosh.. The times, they are a-changin'!

The internet ruins social lives, yet expands friendship networks. Online friends can be just as 'real' as 'real' friends. Years ago, one had to actually meet someone to consider them a friend, these days the majority of people seem to have at least some online friends. Personally, I think I sometimes prefer my online friends... Well, I talk to them more anyway! Where is the line between the real world and the cyber world? Has it been blurred over the years? Has modern technology killed reality?

Because there was a time when the internet didn't exist, there is evidence that the human race can survive without it, but what I want to know is why we became so dependant on it... and what would happen if the internet suddenly stopped working all around the world. What would people do then? Would they sit in despair, not knowing what to do? or would they just get on with life how it used to be in the good ol' days? Would the world come to an end if the internet came to the end? It's a scary thought and I hope I am not alive when/if it does happen.

As I seem to be running out of things to say, I shall stop writing now and write something else when I have something better to say. Well done for reading this, and all apologies if I bored you to death!