Jetlag is a horrible, strange thing that keeps getting you long after you think you're safe. Though the flight coming home wasn't nearly as horrid as the flight to China, though I think not sitting there thinking, "What the hell did I just get myself into?!" was a big part of that.
Since being home I have not accomplished much other than turning 20, but then again that's not really an accomplishment since that would have happened whether or not I wanted it to.
I feel as though I have entered into a completely new period of life. Everything is changing, largely for the better, and yet things are still gloriously the same.
The simple things in life like books, movies, cookie dough, pizza and Gilmore Girls marathons, and family are still the same.
Being an adult is new. Don't get me wrong, I think I have always tried to grow up faster than everyone else to catch up with my siblings, but I think I have crossed a very big threshold. I am taking a college class (yes, be shocked you people who only heard that I didn't want to go to college without listening to the part where I would go if I really wanted something, sheesh!) I have started to make a more solid year plan, and I feel I'm on the road to finding what I am truly passionate about in life, besides Star Wars.
I rather enjoy life these days. Being the single, and therefore very devoted aunt, is a fabulous thing, I have found a few true friends that are great and help keep me insane...I mean sane. I am working on improving myself in physical, spiritual, and mental capacities and I am living life to its fullest, at least trying to. I'm taking chances and trying new things.
There isn't a real rhyme or reason to this post other than to just recap, mostly for myself, of how life is.
God is real, and He is good and He does indeed answer prayers.
Take and pass around a smile.