my goodness...

i am anticipating so damn much.

how can a girl handle so much anticipation??

with coffee...art therapy...and amazing people.

that's how.

cleaning out your entire room helps too.

dear 2009: thanks for making me start to understand myself more...it's kinda cool.

-S

I've come to realize...

This was a blog one of my facebook friends posted, and i loved the idea behind it, so i decided to fill in the blanks myself.

I've come to realize that my hair:

is one of my favorite features, i've always got my hands on it, it's relaxing in a way.

I've come to realize that when I talk:

I could go on for hours and hours and hours.

I've come to realize that all I really need:

is the love of my family and friends. At the end of the day, it all comes down to love. Period.

I've come to realize that I've lost:

only what I don't need.

I've come to realize that I hate it when:

people are dishonest. There are few things in this world that are worse than dishonesty.

I've come to realize that if I'm drunk:

I just wanna hug and love on everyone...well...not EVERYONE...but you get the jist.

I've come to realize that money:

cannot and will not buy true happiness, it's necessary to live, but it won't find you inner happiness.

I've come to realize that when I get old:

I want to wake up next to my best friend and then call our kids to tell them I love them.

I've come to realize that I'll always be:

full of love.

I've come to realize that the last time I cried was:

long enough ago that I don't remember why I was crying.

I've come to realize that my cell phone:

will never take the place of face to face interaction.

I've come to realize that when I wake up in the morning:

a cup of coffee is almost always a necessity.

I've come to realize that before I go to sleep at night I:

almost always write in my journal, even if it's only one sentence.

I've come to realize that right now I am thinking about:

growing up....that's been a theme this summer.

I've come to realize that my life:

is surrounded by love, even if I forget it at times.

I've come to realize that when I get on facebook:

I'm usually wasting time. Hah.

I've come to realize that today I have:

accomplished almost nothing...not a good feeling.

I've come to realize that tonight I will:

start reading The Time Traveler's Wife.

I've come to realize that tomorrow I will:

draw some more, read, and be productive.

I've come to realize that I really want to:

make a documentary of some sort.

I've come to realize that the person who is most likely to repost this is:

my Lainey love??(i hope)

I've come to realize relationships:

are each unique in their own way.

I've come to realize love:

is essential, exciting, grounding, scary, selfless, and worth it.

I've come to realize my best guy friend(s):

is a breath of fresh air. is silly beyond belief. take my mind off all my stresses.

I've come to realize my best girl friend(s):

are stylish. smart. genuine and the kind of girls you want with you through the good, the bad, and even the ugly.

I've come to realize food is:

wonderful. In moderation.

I've come to realize that this summer:

I've gotten to know myself a little better.

I've come to realize heartbreak is:

awful, human, and something that everyone's gotta go through.

I've come to realize that my ex('s):

have each taught me something about life and love that is uniquely their own.

I've come to realize that my sister is:

my puzzle piece. my soul mate.

I've come to realize that crying:

can be a really great thing.

I've come to realize that death:

is something that doesn't scare me as much as it intimidates me, where do we go? What happens to the ones we love?

I've come to realize that if I'm sick:

I'll always want three things: my mom, a new coloring book, and some new crayons.

I've come to realize that when I'm bored:

there are a million and a half things I could ACTUALLY be doing.

peace and love blogspot.

-S

About Time.

How did I JUST NOW find Jason Mraz's official blog.

I'm going to be reading my happy heart away today.

-S

Grand Marais you say?

I am officially embarking on my first solo road trip at 9:00am tomorrow morning. I'm off to see the rude one in his hometown of Grand Marais. It's a four hour drive, all by my lonesome. So I've loaded up my ipod with a brand new playlist, packed up some fruit leather and almonds, and crammed my favorite blue leather samsonite tote with more clothes than I need for a day and a half. Is it dorky that I feel totally independent doing this by myself? I've done more roadtrips than I can count in my 21 years of life, but never solo. It's incredibly freeing. I wonder if I'll still feel that way on hour 4 of the trip...hah.

More on THAT later.

-S