Just one last post. Promise.
The weekend was also mega-fun and epic and I can't even begin to recount it, because if I do, I might just squeal and stay up writing every detail, and that would just bore you! Suffice to say, my family rules, my friends rule, and my fianz rules. I am truly so grateful for everyone in my life, and the word "fun" wouldn't exist without them.
Also, Erica's arm and elbow were NOT photoshopped.
"Har, har, har, Perry, trying to put the frosting on my face. False."
"Okay, so over it."
Thanks for all the birthday wishes! I'm officially starting my twenty-fifth year in existence. I will just add, however, that my antics are still the same. I mean, I followed Katie Brown into the front of the MCS crowd last night during their last song. We were jumping and screaming to "The Future Freaks Me Out." There's no room to be embarrassed by such behavior, even as I get older. I'm young, but I know that there's always room to exploit the fun of any moment I can as much as possible. I am so lucky to be surrounded by my friends and family, and I am ever-so-thankful for all that I've been blessed with. I try to always remember this: to remember the big picture. Sometimes it's hard to not be sad or depressed or angry or removed or hurt or a myriad of other emotions; it's normal - but I'd like to be happy as much as possible. I'm working at a pretty good percentage lately. So far, so good.
Speaking of happy - Jesse left a bit ago, after a wonderfully relaxing day together, but he comes back from tour for good next Sunday, just in time for - you know it - FOOTBALL!