Tuesday, March 18, 2008

also,

Currently:

Hydrangeas are my favorite flower
Blue is my favorite color
Cherry is my favorite flavor
Forrest Gump is my favorite movie
Ignite is my favorite band
Nintendo is my favorite thing to do when I'm bored
Art is my favorite hobby
Pineapple is my favorite fruit
Yellow squash is my favorite vegetable
Geography of Tourism is my favorite class
Spaceghetto.com is my favorite website
Traveling the world is my favorite dream
Japan is my favorite country
Piano is my favorite instrument
Dresses are my favorite item of clothing
Flowers are my favorite thing
Rob and Big is my favorite TV show
New York City is my favorite place to hate
Horses are my favorite animal
Cherry Coke is my favorite soda
Lipton Lemon Iced Tea is my favorite drink
Necklaces are my favorite accessory
Fresh air is my favorite smell
Pettit Drive is my favorite place

dumb post

I don't understand how someone can totally forget about their past. How can you never think back to how things were? Everyday I think back to when I was a little kid. I look into my backyard and remember all the forts that were built, all the games of hide and seek were played, and how many times I twisted my ankle jumping off the roof of my shed.

I always used to love the lyric from Saves the Day, "Just don't bother with the things left in your wake." Lately I haven't been feeling the same. You shouldn't dwell in your past, but you cannot forget it. The past is a hard thing. There are good times you want to remember forever, but thinking about how you can never relive them can be painful. There are also the bad times, that you never want to think about again, but they are always in your memories. A lot of this may be old news to you all, but I can't help but notice the people who pretend their past never happened. You not only need to learn from your past, but you also need to keep it with you, good and bad. When you're one hundred years old and dying, you're going to regret suppressing what you wanted to pretend never happened. For me, its harder to think about the good times being gone, rather than the bad times that I've had. I wish(hope?) some of my friends think about their past with me as much as I do, because I miss it more than anything lately, and although I can never get it back, I just want to have the comfort that the future with them is going to be just as great. I feel like I need to get over my past, but never forget the things that have happened. Maybe I just haven't grown up yet.