growing up

Hung out with my good pal mel-oo-hoo tonight. Looked through a bunch of old pictures and letters and stuff together, and it got me feeling a tad nostalgic. Not that i would ever go back to those days- i'm quite glad to be moving on with my life. It's just.. weird looking back and remembering how... important everything seemed. Everything was "as good as it'll ever get" or "the end of the world." But looking back, time DOES heal all wounds, happier moments come again and again, and all of mom and dad and brinny's advice was right! (most of it).

I'll just go write a song about it instead of writing an emo blog.

Or write a haiku about it.

Growing up is good.
i was so naive before!
Yay for puberty.

p.s. i have had crazy whack hiccups. All. Freaking. Day.
I'm gonna count how many of them occur in the next 20 seconds.

... i should have expected not to hiccup very much when i told myself to.