AquaFizz

Dang it. I love talking to Keeper.

For 10 minutes, I had the best conversation ever. About religion and faith, and about war and mentality and death...but not death, more like eternity.

I've always enjoyed talking to Dan. But sometimes it's hard to have an objective conversation with certain friends. No matter what you say about religion, there's always a defense. I know I can still be like that sometimes. But it's so nice to be able to say, "How can we call ourselves ...

Against my better (read: antisocial) judgement, I've decided I shall go to a party on Saturday.

Afterall, it's the day after my birthday. My birthday which will be spent with only my parents. Not a bad thing- I'm always happy when I reach a birthday & my mum is with me to celebrate. It's just, I haven't seen these friends in forever and my current, already small, social network is dwindling as my friends become adults, find jobs and run away.

So...I'm going to a Halloween ...

Sometimes I still feel like a fetus.

And yet, on Friday I turn 23 and, to me, that feel too old in so many ways. It's been 10 years since I became a teenager. Nine years since my first real boyfriend. Eight years since my first real kiss (ugh). Seven years since the first time I fell in love. Sex years since I started realizing what I wanted from the someone I would marry. Five years since I got my first true broken heart.

I've lost friends, because of death or because ...

So as to satisfy my curiousity of this blog bussiness.

Concerning the picture to my left. It's from Valentine's Day, I think. The door behind me is the door to the apartment in NY. The rug on the floor is a snail. I LOVE that rug. ...Not as pretty as it used to be, though...I washed it and the orange swirl bled into the blue swirl.

To the left of, well, me is the Thomas Kinkaid calendar Matt got for Christmas last year. I cannot WAIT until January. :) Not a Kinkaid ...