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 :)