October 24, 2010

  • too young to die, but old as the grave.

    I cannot stop listening to Kings of Leon. They are incredible. And Caleb Followill has some of the prettiest eyes I've ever witnessed.

    Observe:

    In other news, I don't like change. I don't like that my best friend of over four years and I are slowly drifting apart, going separate ways. I miss the days where we were young, dumb puzzle pieces with nothing better to do but shoot Nazi Zombies and eat lime Tostitos. Now we're states apart, I have a fulltime job, she's a fulltime student (and she has a serious boyfriend, something I know very little about other than it's a very time-consuming, important, hard-work kind of relationship)... The last time we got to actually hang out and talk was June of this year. It's almost November. I miss her, dammit. She's like the only person in the world who understands all of my stupidity (and my depth, too). It's hard not having that anymore. We hardly get to talk. I don't want to be a complainer, things are pretty good otherwise, and I understand that this is how life goes. You don't stay seventeen. You grow up, things move forward, friendships change. It just sucks. I also have no idea what to do about it. It's like, I either accept it, or get depressed about it. I think I should take the first option. Ha.

    But when I say that otherwise, life is good, I'm serious. I love my new job; being a mama to ten to seventeen kids at once (not alone!) is tiring but really fun. It's never dull, that's for sure, and I'm learning that I have skills that I didn't realize I possessed. That's always a nice thing to figure out, I think.

    I'm getting really excited for Christmas. On principle, I won't let myself listen to Christmas music until at least November... Halloween has to be over before I'm singing Jingle Bells, because I don't want to get sick of it so soon. I'm still dying to decorate my room, but I can't let myself do that until next month either. I have candy-corn-hued lights strung around my bulletin board, and just seeing that little string of golden globes has me giddy like a little child.

    My heart is definitely yawning and stretching. From October to December, I am the happiest I'll be all year.