bang!bang!maxwell!

i miss these girls big time.

spring time is ming time.

i, of course, am becoming more of a recluse and putting of doing the ever dreadful laundry that is overtaking my living/bedroom.

coffee tables will be adorning my living room soon.

my car is getting put back together again.

its true, nobody likes when your 23. its an odd age to be.

i "was born to dance." do you think i could do that for a living?

i could also be a court tv show voice over.

9 days until vacation. phew!

delightfully perfect.

conference sunday, that is.

more to come....

I can check a few off my to-do list now.

so. this blog has been around for a bit longer than i think i anticipated when i first started it when i was 16. i still remember having to put in HTML code for these suckers.

i've graduated college. lived in san fran. realized i don't like to live in the midst of chaos of any kind. i have my first adult job. received my first 401k statement. signed up for life insurance. insurance period. my first accident. my first place. my own two-car garage. my first bed. my first christmas tree.

now, i am working on my first centerpiece for the ward christmas party. mine is being made out of popsicle sticks and photo booth pictures. grown up? not yet.

today's my last day, tomorrow is a new beginning.

admist all of this i have been over stressed, i just got an overwhelming feeling of peace. thank you.

david bowie was right, turn and face the changes.

40,000 copies and gray paper

sometimes i wish i were british.

i reached the 40,000 mile marker today on the copy machine. it was a tender moment shared by all. i have also decided if i were to ever start my own company i would use gray letterhead paper. as one can see, i come up with solutions to life's endearing questions, such as deciding the paper color of my nonexistant almost improbable future business.

i enjoy being honest with myself. i enjoy my free will.

i gave a talk yesterday and i can't really remember what i said, i can remember what i wanted to say but the words that actually came out are irretreivable.

i spent a day to myself on saturday and i liked it. i guess this is foreshadowing san francisco.

i hate having to catch up, because the details are lost.

i love seeing the old and rekindling the new.

i am content.

i am not graduating, but eerily okay with the idea. I think I was secretly hoping for something like this to occur to delay my acutally having to take further reposnibility. or am i just scared to leave what i have known and journey further in the the unknown?

my parents are more upset with this idea than myself, which is funny because it really only effects me in the end. if i have learned anything at all in the last year its that life is unexpected but really does have rhyme and reason to it. i just don't know what beat i am supposed to follow. its events like these that help me in finding my beat and see the big picture. relax.

i am a sunbather. i am a walker. i am rider in need of a ride.