Before I actually start posting, let me do the tag.  I'm too lazy to copy the whole thing so I'll just put the letter k.

Dear Raquel, I don't really know how to tell you this, but I'll join the monastery. I think I realized it when first of May in your camping car and I saw you sit on my father. I'm sure you're ashamed enough to understand that extreme home makeover sucks. I'm returning the pictures from LA to you, but I'll keep your left ear as a memory. You should also know that I never openly mocked a passionate interest for mice.

Best Regards,
Me

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"What do you wanna be?  What are you gonna do after you grduate?  Where are you going to go?  Why are you so smart?  You'll be so young...."

I've been hearing A LOT of this lately.  And honestly, I use to mind big time when people asked me about it, but now I don't really mind.  Cause I realized it's part of the unavoidable in growing up.  Pretty much, I dunno what I want to be and where I'm going but I'm working on it.

I've had really little people, juniors, ask me.  Close friends.  Adults.  Everyone..but only a few said this:"Enjoy life." Doing what I wanna do.  People can expect oh so much, or you can just be so caught up in all the in's and out's if daily life and just doing what you have to do.

But I remember each day is a gift.  Each moment is a blessing.  And each person is special.  I don't need to worry about tomorrow.