Oh the advent calender.

That advent calender used to be pretty much the highlight of my December days growing up.
I realized today, when my mother gave me the job... no, the opportunity to stock the classic cubbies with a variety of candy.
I didn't realize until opening up the day 15 door how much has changed in my life.
If I was given this job, stocking the holes with treats, 8 years ago, it probably would have been a really big deal. I would have been the one that knew exactly what candy was coming next, I would have been able to keep all the gross candies out of the calender.
Then I realized,

I'm growing up. Even though part of me doesn't want to.
Part of me wants to stay 17... or back to the mystery of what is coming next in the candy calender days.
But then the other part looks at how much I have coming in the future.

The stress of college applications are over. I'm just not ready for the reality of it all to settle in once i start getting acceptance letters {or not...}.

Then it's moving out. I don't want other emotional girls to share rooms and bathrooms and a kitchen with... oh wait.

And dating... people date in college to get married... I'm sorry, but that is way too far in the future to have to deal with. maybe I'll just wear a traveling hat all the time. Seems to work for some people. :)

Maybe this December I'll revert back to my younger self and force myself to look forward to the next day just because that meant i got another treat from the calender... even if i already know what it is going to be.

Update

I'm a baaaad blogger.

Lets see.... last post November 8th...
since then I have applied to colleges.
Gone to St. George.
Played with the friends.
Played with the sister.
Worked.
Cut my hair.
Showered.
Stopped biting my nails.
Started biting my nails.
Stopped biting my nails.
Sewn.
Cleaned my room.
Dirtied my room.
Put on chapstick.
Failed a Psychology test. (55%)
Passed a Calculus test (a bit more than 55% :))
{If you really want to know... its the derivative of f(t)= 95t + 5 - 4t } **no "math art" necessary :)
Eaten Turkey.
Played Monopoly.
Ran.
Learned about French Magic.
Got a new CD
Seen a gravestone.
Finished applications.
"Never time"
1st Black Friday

... So yeah. 3ish weeks worth of stuff you probably don't even care about.
but thats me.

No Way

There is NO WAY it was in the hall closet all week.

It first went missing last week conveniently when my sister went back up to Logan.
But she claimed she didn't have it.
The little sister said she didn't have it.
It wasn't in my school locker.
Not in my car.
Couldn't find it in my mothers room.
Or the basement.
I even CLEANED my ROOM in hopes of finding it.

Oh and the best part is. . . I checked that hall closed 3 times.

So I'm either going crazy {which actually might be true. . .}

OR

somebody thought they were clever and stashed it in the closet this morning.

I'm just glad to have my coat back, I've missed it.

Life as a bowling ball would be hard.

First of all swine infested hands infect you all day long.

When you don't complete your task, you end up in a gutter.

When you do complete your task, you hurt 10 little curvy friends.
Rarely does anybody use you right.
The design on you looks like vomit.
And unless you're orange and have an 11 on you, you're not needed.

Life as a bowling ball would be hard. . . wouldn'tcha say?