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Such a great way to capture changes of in appearance throughout the years
I usually don’t feel any different the day of my birthday. I mean, don’t get me wrong. I still get ecstatic, waking up with a big smile knowing that today isn’t any ‘ordinary’ day and feeling more loved than one would/should. So by different, I really mean older. I never feel any older. Or at least I never used to feel any older. Today, however feels different from all my past birthdays. Maybe it’s the sequence of events that led up to today, or everything that’s happened to me in the last year. Regardless, I feel exponentially older than a year ago. And like most changes that occur in my life, I’m feeling that mix of fear and excitement, i feel it rolling up into a giant ball in my stomach, floating around only to reach a point that’s only slightly upsetting, never getting any worse, never getting any better. I’m anxious, yet confident. Completely unsure of what’s ahead, but ready to tackle it. I’m curious as to how the next year will turn out, but I’m not about to take a sneak peak. One step at a time, and all will be fiiinee.
forget the elevator, take the slide!!
Corus Quay, Toronto Canada
8 days until the business plan is due
9 days until thanksgiving break starts (less than 9 if my team is lucky)
10 days until my 21st birthday
10 days until Thanksgiving
16 days until the business plan presentation
20 days until I see Andrea Bocelli live (hopefully)
22 days until my finals begin
24 days until my semester is over
31 days until I fly home
33 days until I get home
40 days until Christmas
47 days until 2011
Despite my obsession to count down the days and the emphasis I seem to put on each of them, the majority of the time the anticipation and days leading up to the event excites me more. Hell week, shmell week, there’s nothing I like more than working so hard on something that you leave no regrets behind. Yehyehh. A+ here we goooo.
too true. it’s not that easy to follow your heart.
If only it were easier for me to follow the red line.
(Source: lovewithnofearx, via theelessa)
The woman who follows the crowd will usually go no further than the crowd. The woman who walks alone is likely to find herself in places no one has ever been before. — Einstein. (via kimberlyannnee)