Have no fear - these are nowhere near the best years of your life. :)
First let me start off by saying I love that line from Brad Pasiley's song "Letter to Me." It starts out a little slow but i love the lyrics and i especially love the chorus. You know those songs where they hit certain chords or sing certain lyrics that just light you up inside and give you goosebumps? This is one of those for me. He's belts out "Oooooooooh you've got so much going for you, going right. But I know at 17 it's hard to see past Friday night." The song is beautiful. He looks at the things he went through when he was younger and how they seemed so important to him back then but he wishes he could write himself a letter and send it back in time to tell himself that there are so many better things waiting for him in the future. My favorite line of the whole song is the end where he wraps up the letter "Let me end by saying have no fear - these are nowhere near the best years of your life." It especially strikes a chord for me because every birthday that passes I freak out that I'm getting older and that I've kissed my youth goodbye. And it's almost heartbreaking - especially when I have so many younger friends (mostly sorority sisters) that have just begun college or are at least still in college and I see thier 5 million facebook albums about all the partying and having fun and being young they are doing! I wish I had taken more pictures of my college years. :( I've captured the most of it though, I think. I have pics from freshman year of my roommates, our dorm, and some of the ppl I hung out with. I've got pictures of sophomore and junior year and life with Luis. And I've got pictures from the nights out with the girls senior year and life with Ralph. I guess that covers it and I shouldn't feel too bad.
Anyway I had a dream last night that I found out my father was fatally ill. He had some sort of heart disease from not taking care of himself and he only had one day left to live when he and my stepmother finally decided to tell me. Ever had a dream where you are crying your eyes out in your dream but you wake up to find out that you'd been physically crying as well? Yep. That was last night. And what the hell happened to my having 8 dreams last night? I had to feel that crippling sadness the entire 8 hours I was sleeping - there was no change in dream sequence where my father was alive again! WTF :( That never happens when I'm having good dreams - those always get cut short.
So I'm trying to formulate my plans for this weekend. I want to:
- dye my hair
- read my book
- tan
- exercise
- grocery shop
- go out with Matt and Desi
- see our friend Manny that just moved up here
- get a pedicure - and actually a manicure while I'm at it
I guess it doesn't sound like too much to do in 2 days when I write it all down. I could read while I tan at the pool, and exercise by swimming. I could then go dye my hair and get my nails done and tonight go out with Matt & Desi when Ralph gets home from work. Then tomorrow I can gorcery shop and see Manny. Wow - look at that. I'm so happy I just figured all of that out. lolol.
Well it's already 10:40 so I need to go jump on this game plan before it gets any later out. Laterrr.
Also, I'm trying to figure out if I should cut myself some bangs... this is the only time I've ever had them. (PS - Ignore the weird look on my face. lol) Oh and my hair is alot longer now. When I cut those bangs the first time my hair was like up to my shoulders bc I had chopped all the perm out of it.
Side-swept Bangs:
And this is ROUGHLY what I would look like if my forehead were completely covered by a row of straight bangs. (lmao)
Full bangs:
(Sorry - I was too lazy to crop this)
Lastly this is my current look - no bangs at all.
No bangs:
So any thoughts on which style I should go for? Bc when I dye it today I also might get it cut.