Showing posts with label getting old. Show all posts
Showing posts with label getting old. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

WE COULDN'T TAKE A GOOD PICTURE IF OUR LIVES DEPENDED ON IT.


Well, it's official:
I am getting old.
All of my friends are leaving on missions. This kid left 3 months ago. He got out of the MTC Tuesday and is now in Ukraine! Speaking Russian! In Ukraine! This is so crazy.
And now with the new age change, many of my friends will be leaving within this next year.
Sometimes I can't help but think how fast my life is going.
I leave for college in one year. I leave for my mission in two. This is so crazy.
Good luck to you, Elder Knighton! Ukraine wont know what hit 'em. ;)



Sunday, October 16, 2011

After 3 1/2 years...



{Before.}


{After.}


I'm Free!

my orthodontist bought me balloons
and my family showed up with flowers and a bag full of my favorite foods that i couldn't have with braces.
(and yes, this included corn on the cob. oh sweet, sweet corn on the cob...)
and guess what?
i'm eating milk duds right now.
just because i can.

 

Sunday, October 9, 2011

well guys. it's been awhile.

{via.}
school has been slowly but surely taking over my life.
i am going to college presentations on monday and tuesday.
which makes me feel really old.
other things that make me feel really old:
driving. like, legitimately driving. on a road. to church.
studying for SATs. kill me now.
paying for dinner. with a credit card.
people asking me if i'm in college.
having friends going on missions.
and the fact that i am almost 16. so weird...

in other news: i went to another dance last night.
and yes, i saw the cutie in the button up.
but no, he did not dance with me.
he did give me the heads-up-whats-up, though. so that was cool.
But guess what? I met somebody better.
he was wearing a red bowtie and red suspenders.
can you say "dream come true?"
he bumped into me and when i turned around to see who it was i almost died.
then he touched my shoulder and said: "i am so. sorry."
no big deal.


this week, 3 people told me i was a good singer.
{which is, funny because i am totally not. proof here.}
and 2 people asked me if i was a singer, and when i answered "hahaha. no." they said:
"really? you look like you would be a really good singer!"
..........................
what does that even mean?

speaking of good singers, have you heard this girl?
she is so great, i can hardly stand it.

peace out, dudes!
love,
CasiDee