It's sad when people you know, become people you knew

Right now I want a word that describes the feeling that you get- a cold sick feeling, deep down inside- when you know something is going to happen that will change you, and you don't want it to, but you can't stop it.

And you know for the first time, for the very first time that there will now be a before and an after, a was and a will be. And that you will never again quite be the same person you were.

I tried to do handstands for you

Let me say winter break is amazing :) I love vegetating and not having to worry about school, though my grades came out and they aren't amazing.

I went to visit my brother in Arizona & that was fun. My flight being delayed 3 hours--that was not fun.

I love that I still have my high-school friends where most of the college friends I've met say "oh, I don't even keep in touch my with high-school friends anymore" or something to that effect. I enjoy the fact that we can all get together after not seeing each other for awhile and act like complete idiots, laugh at everything, talk about nothing, and simply enjoy each other's company. 

It's amazing, some people, they just say these small little things. One sentence and it changes the way you feel about them in an instant. Small little words that can hurt you so much or make you fall madly in love. It changes everything, nothing between you is ever really the same again, even if they don't know it, it still happens.

Mmmm, I do things--some I wish I had never done and some I wish I could replay a million times. But, they all make me who I am and in the end, they shape and detail me. If I were to reserve them, I wouldn't be the same person I am today. 

So just live. Make mistakes & have wonderful memories. 

The noblest pleasure is the joy of understanding

When exactly do we go from kids to people?

I'm not certain. 

I do know that it's not about turning a certain age or graduating from high school or college. It happens when you're not paying attention. Without our knowledge or consent, childhood slips away into the night and our innocence escapes us and we wake up one morning to find that we have become who we are. 

Echo

"The world is not respectable; it is mortal, tormented, confused, deluded forever; but it is shot through with beauty, with love, with glints of courage and laughter; and in these, the spirit blooms timidly, and struggles to the light amid the thorns"

--George Santayana

Happiness depends upon ourselves.

I want to be intoxicated by someone's very presence.

I want the butterflies and mixed feelings.

I want confusion. I want the giddinesss.

ciao miei amici :)

Due to lack of interest, tomorrow is cancelled...(I wish)

"They were dreamers, these girls. Their sin was that they believed. 

Believed they could be different. Special. They were misled. 

Betrayed by their own stupid hopes. They faded before their own eyes, 

'til they were nothing more than living ghosts, haunting each other with what could be.

What can't be. There now.

Isn't that the scariest story you've ever heard?"

A Great & Terrible Beauty by Libba Bray