Well, I've made a decision.
I'm not going to grow up. Peter Pan has led me to this decision, and I'm sticking to it. One of my all-time favorite quotes that I have been recently reminded of goes a little like this...
If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I'll NEVER GROW UP, Never grow up, never grow uuUUP! Not me!
And since I turned eighteen, it's like the whole world has all of a sudden realized that I'm now a grown-up. Just the other day, I climbed a tree and a hobo yelled at me to stop acting like a child.
Just kidding. That totally did not happen, but I'm feeling like all of these colleges are looking at me and saying,
"Umm... get out of that high school. Stop acting like a baby."
"Stop driving your super cute, fun car. Cute, fun teenagers drive cars like that, not grown-ups like you!"
or, worst of all...
"Put that blankie away."
This is my blankie. It's my best friend, so unless you wanna get jumped, don't make fun of it.
It has a few minor bumps and bruises.
Well, as you can see, I'm having withdrawals. Childhood withdrawals. I turned eighteen ten days ago. I'm now in the double-digit days of adulthood. I hate the double-digit days of adulthood. However, my birthday was rather fun. My friends surprised me with...
A surprise party in the auditorium... sorta
A dance party
A trip to the movies
A pink cake containing no gluten, food coloring, chocolate, soy, or anything yummy.
(that's cause between the three of us, Maddie and Jayme and I cannot eat any of the same foods... except for that nasty... I mean delicious... cake.)
Did I tell you I'm a grown-up??
That was me being a baby. Do you remember the days of babyhood? Weren't they splendid?
It's really late, I'm really tired and basically what I wanted to say was...
I'm having a really difficult time deciding where to go, what to do, when to do it and why my childhood has so suddenly flashed before my eyes. I thought I was going to go to Weber, but I took a tour of BYU Idaho the other day....
K. Stop. I know what you're thinking about BYU Idaho. I think it also.
But, I just got this really EXTREMELY loud voice in my head, screaming at me and telling me that I should consider going to BYU Idaho. I think I will call that voice the spirit (unless I'm schizophrenic) and I think I will apply to BYU Idaho. Which I actually already did. Today.
So if any of you out there are going to BYU Idaho anytime soon and are looking for a roommate who sleeps with a blankie and only requires chocolate milk to function, gimme a call.
I think that's all I have to say at this moment in time.
If you want to be happy, be.