sit down son

Wait, what am I updating about? OHRIGHT. People.

And feeling old because SERIOUSLY. If I hear about one more person who I practically rolled around in diapers with getting engaged I'll....okay, I don't know what. But the point is that In the what, two weeks I've been home? I've run into a LOT of people I went to school with and all. And sure, I'm totally cool with accepting the fact that like, Lizzy is engaged and getting married because I looked UP to her, she's OLDER than me...

But when i start hearing about Ashlyn and Melissa and Sarah and another Melissa and and and. *brainmelt* Then I start going "THESE PEOPL ARE *MY* AGE! ARE THEY NUTS?!" And for the first one or two in a few week period, I'm all like "Okay, they're just a bit nuts" but it just keeps ON and ON and ON.

I am getting old, and I can't even buy alcohol yet. To me, this is just a bit effed up.

I am not getting married until I have a life, livelihood, whathaveyou. I am going to finish school, GO places, see things. I'm not ready to be tied down yet. I don't think I can even handle like, a boyfriend thingy again. Not if it was like the last one. Seeing the same person every day, HAVING to spend time with them. No. Just--no. There's too much else in life to DO. I have years and years to worry about that. Not now.

Also, for anyone who's been reading this for donkey years and has a memory like an elephant, Caroline is in town for the hols and sent me a facebook message wanting to hang out. Weird. Apparently my karma is pretty brilliant though. Because RIGHT after I say "Okay, sure, let's give this another shot without the HS dramatics" [but not put that way because, well. That would be odd], good things happen. Oh, karma, you love me and I love you back. ♥