A toast

Today is my last day being  "teenager" in name.  In many ways, I wasn't one. In other ways, I lived to the stereotype in full. All I can say is that I will look back at the past ten years with fondness and appreciation. 

I head forward now into my 20's, an age I know I will always wish I was. 

There's been too many games I've been sitting on the bench, too many days settling for the unremarkable. So here's a toast to the fabulous ten years ahead-- may they be so full that it's hard to remember it all.

No much at all

It's amazing how much you can be friends with someone, but not really know them. Being someone's friend, but never really hanging out. You're just living nearby them, asking how their day was, what's new, and then maybe not talking for a couple days after that. But it's okay, you're friends. Right?

on a lighter note

I came across this picture on stumbleupon and it totally cracked up :)

A Thought During the Holidays

Awe

I finally found a book I couldn't put down. Books of that kind are always hard to come by.

One passage in particular really spoke to me:

"That's what we do, we humans. We slow down at accidents. We buy outrageously priced tickets to watch athletes, singers, dancers in their prime. We fly to exotic locales. We squint at museum paintings. We move toward majesty, toward anything that makes us feel big. Anything that makes us feel small. Anything that reminds us we're alive. We humans flock towards awe."

-Delta Girls by Gayle Brandeis

Too Many Times

Too many times I've been held back by this belief.

Just for today

It may make sense or be the right thing to forget about somebody---but most of the time I can't help but remember.