crazy pete will likely escort my 2008 black chevy impala back to a garage in detroit at apporximately 12pm today...(important lesson # 1: it was never mine to begin with)
the car will then take a front row seat at the GE FLEET headquarters. waiting for another 22 year old smooth talkin' inexperienced cocky self-indulged female to clutch the keys and crash it the next day. we've got no food, we've got no jobs, our pets heads are falling off. if the swine flu hits i surely hope it happens before June 1st.
nothing is more exciting to me than change. good/bad. change. it gets me everytime... as if it were the last day of school, or better yet "field day".
good news...i've found myself again. a little over a year ago i was different. im still different and not in a good way, but a better way, a good better. even though it feels better, it will start to feel worse and in turn become different yet again....but still good.
this time, however, its me...at 23......23 not knowing what 24 looks like......25 should be cool.
but i'm only 23....i always used to think i knew what i wanted and i could never tell what i was feeling...
now, it looks a little something like this: i can feel what i want now and see what im feeling.
*what a humbling experience this last year has been...im no longer Hannah Montana at the Kids Choice Awards....what am i now?
i will be able to tell you one year from now after i chance it and float across.
im taking 3 things with me this year on the trail.....passion. laughter. love.
(diphtheria)
