"we like to party"
It's hard to believe that january is half over already. These last 12 months have been nothing short of maddess, both blissful and sorrowful, and there's nothing suggesting that it's going to slow down. Ian says he's not ready to grow up and be an adult. After observing the lives of others since the summer, I'm a firm believer that it's not a choice. There's a big world out there and we're part of it, livin' it. I must admit it was shocking the moment (I breathed and) realised "shit"...this is it. This is where the lines between out parents' lives and ours begin to blur. We can actually put ourselves in their shoes from when there were our age. People are doing big things (and smaller important things too). 10 years after finishing grade 8, I'm on the bink of completing my undergrad (less than 3 months). Some are still trucking while others have already started their careers. With that, they've courageous moved to faraway cities, making the times we get together (ie Holidays) all the more special and exciting. People are buying houses, getting married, having babies...Jesus...I'm not surprised people feel that they've missed the memo. Each year is going to be bigger than the last, this one is no exception. I'm not gonna lie, I'm pretty giggly about the whole thing. I like visiting friends in THEIR homes. I like seeing pictures and hearing stories of adventures in foreign lands. I like the idea of purchasing baby clothes and receiving invitations to vow-proclaiming events. It's difficult to see these things as "scary". Sounds like a party to me. A hilarious party where no one knows the exact time or place, they just kinda show up at a banquet hall and leave as they please, checking out the various rooms, bumping into familiar faces in the corridor. See you at the party!