It's not all It's cracked up to be.

I've been thinking a lot about life.
I was discussing my career options and the routes I could take to get me to what I want to do with my family today.
Which brought up the whole "what is your major?" and "what exactly do you want to do?" debate.
Yes, I know what I'm majoring in, and yes, I know what I want to do... kind of.
But then I think: "what if I get done with my schooling and I hate the career path I chose?" well then, you're just out of luck. Oops. Wrong choice.

But as I was talking with some friends earlier, the topic of being a kid came up.
And I couldn't help but think... why is everyone in such a hurry to grow up?
I don't know about you guys, but being a kid is the thing I miss the most.
Only kids can run around, act like total fools, and laugh at anything and everything and still be considered cute.
It doesn't matter if they're caked in mud, messed up their hair, or did something dumb. They will ALWAYS be cute.
So my question is... why does everyone want to be an adult so quickly?
Why is everyone so anxious to get married and have babies?
Why does everyone want to be so independent?

I am not ashamed to say that I still want to mess around.
I still want to do stuff I know I probably shouldn't do.
I still want to spend money on useless toys and concerts and plane tickets to far away places.
I still want to be totally unreasonable and complain about stupid things.
I still want to be a kid, is the short way of putting it.

So let's all slow down and enjoy the ride.
Seriously, let's not grow up so fast.

Because I still want to put leaves behind my ears and pretend I'm an elephant.

self indulged

Just a few things that have been heavy on the brain....

- I am so thankful for whoever made this video.. It's probably the best thing I have ever seen.

- I can't get over how much I love the snow. I know it's no longer with us, but I definitely wish it was... because it's the prettiest weather there is. The whole world changes color and everything is magical. I couldn't dream of something more perfect.

-I am never happier than when it's cold outside. This may sound backwards to most of you but... nothing pleases me more than cuddling in a warm blanket with a good book. I know I'm being cliche, but I'm being perfectly serious.

-I'm so obsessed with this song lately. I can't stop listening to it. And dancing like an absolute fool. Oops.

-I never really understand how much my mom does for me until she leaves.

She's perfect and she does so much. She left me last weekend to go to a wedding in Reno, and I can honestly say that she is my best friend and I have the most fun when I'm hanging out with her (pathetic as it may be). Basically, I love my mom... a whole lot.

- It has been brought to my attention that my mom is a mom that many of the boys my age would like to "hang out" with (if you're catching my drift). I can't decide if I'm proud or really really disturbed.

-I quite possibly have the best roommate in the history of roommates.

-I have never understood the saying "same difference"

-I really don't like it when people say "I could care less." If you could... then you would.. so how about you do. How about you care a little less.

-I'm easily persuaded... especially if you talk in circles and confuse me. But I'm also very good at talking in circles. Conundrum.

-I get ecstatic about very strange things. And very mad and about stranger things. I find it very hard to believe that McDonalds can run out of ice cream..

-Christmas is my best time. I love seeing the pretty lights everywhere.

xoxo,
sam.