Final Reflection

One of the biggest moments of wobble that I have experienced this semester is my first blog post, but first a little bit of explanation of wobble. Wobble in the manner that I will be using is a moment of weakness or a moment that was difficult. My first blog post scared the living day lights out of me for no reason other than the fact that I was scared of the world seeing what I was saying. Actually I take that back I was not scared of what the world sees, I care more about what people from high school was say if they saw what I posting. I honestly don't know what I feared this because it is foolish. I should not be scared of expressing my ideas and what is going on through my head, should I? Why should I be scared of others, when they don't even remember what I say or do they? Who is has the right to put me down for expressing me? Why should I conform to social norms? Why can't I create my own style? Can I create my own style? What happens when I do break the norm? Would there be consequences for it? What would it take to break the norm? Would the people I was worried about even care if they did see it? Would they even remember my words on this page? Or ever remember this blog at all?