a trip down memory lane...

...some one else's memory lane...

tonight i went to lizzy's school play. it was really good. i got into it. i always do when it comes to movies or plays...that's just my imagination. i'm glad i still have one. i don't ever want to lose it. i will always think of "what if's." it allows your mind to take a mental vacation.

after the play, i hung out with tyler, his sisters, dyson, and lizzie, and we took a walk down memory lane. their memory lane. it was great. some of the things i had NO idea what the crap they were talking about, but i laughed anyway. some of it was just funny. i loved it. i've never lived anywhere for that long to have memories like that. sure i have silly memories with friends...friends that i don't even know anymore. friends that live in other states. i've never lived in one place. i freaking lived in japan for gosh sakes. i really wished i lived here in franklin my whole life. i wish i went to a smaller school where you don't need locks for your lockers and you can just leave your bag in the hallway and you see everyone everyday. where you know everyone.

i've lived in arkansas, japan, california, minnesota, and here. that's a lot to me. people always ask me where i liked living the most. here. i like here the best.

don't get me wrong, i love every place i have ever lived. but moving doesn't give you the opportunity to have friends from the fourth grade on. moving does two things: 1. makes you shy or 2. makes you outgoing. i was the shy kid. i've finally grown out of it. took me 6 years (as long as i have lived here) to do so. in fact, i am still shy around people i don't know. i have to be EXTREMELY comfortable with at least one friend to act like my self in a group of people, i blame moving. i hate HAVING to make new friends because you need a friend. i like making new friends now because i don't HAVE to. i already have friends.

moving also had some positive effects though. telling people where i lived always brought up a conversation. no i don't know how to speak japanese. i was little. it's also given me the blessing and the curse of sarcasm. helps me make friends because that i have found sarcasm as a handy tool for laughter.

it was just really cool to hear about an orange backpack, the tree, x-file stickers, kids with guitars asking lizzy out, the mats, the coffeeshop, and all of the hilarious stories. it made me feel a part of it even though i was never there and i don't really know them. it was just cool.

i cut my bangs/fringe this afternoon. i think i did a pretty good job.

i leave you with these pictures: