"She's in love, and the world gets blurry
She makes mistakes, and she's in no hurry to grow up
'Cause grownups, they don't understand her
Well it's a big, big world out there, but she's not scared...
She finds hope in the strangest places
She reads her books, and she knows the faces
Of everyone that ever said she's alone
She knows every word to the saddest songs
And she sings along, though her friends all tell her
That she can't sing...
She's eighteen, much too young
To know what a kiss like that would mean
But her lips, they were no stranger to the touch
And she likes it way too much."
--Mayday Parade, So Far Away

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Eggscellent...

Aw, ick. Egg puns. You know I've spent way too much time writing scripts for DI when I start using bad puns as post titles...

But anyway--happy Easter, everybody. I spent yesterday with one family, and I'll spend today with another. Much ham [not my favorite] and potato product, and twice as many laughs.

We're also celebrating my birthday today with the family, as well as my aunt's and my Gothsister's [she's my cousin, guys]. As you can see, this is quite the occasion for us all.

It's so strange to sit back and think about the fact that I'm going to be seventeen in just ten days. How weird! That's seventeen birthdays, Easters, Christmases, Thanksgivings...

I just can't get over it. I know that seventeen really isn't an important birthday, and that I still have a lot of life left to live, but it's shocking to think that I've been alive for almost two decades. So weird. It still feels like I'm five years old, like I can count all my birthdays on one hand and then run out to play.

I want to grow up so, so bad, but I... don't. I want to stay here. I want to stay in this exact time, where everything is good and stable and whole. I want this for the rest of my life.

Have a happy Easter, and so much more. Have a happy life.

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