When I was little, I always imagined 25-year-olds as grown up and mature. I'm still waiting to get there, but I'm having a good time meanwhile.
I was thinking today back when I was 15, and I was asked where I thought I would be in 10 years. I was sure I would be married with 2 kids. Its interesting how God leads you down a path where you don't know exactly where you're going, but with enough faith you know you'll get to your destination someday.
I am happy.
Though its far from where I thought I would be when I was 15, its pretty awesome to be 25, happy, loved, and loving life with my incredible friends and family.
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aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnndddddddddddddd we went to the zoo.
and saw frogs hugging and a donkey taking a potty break.
yayayay 25!
when you're 50, i'll be 41.
old and crinkly.
haaaaaaappppy birthday.
#125.
When you're 50, I'll be 61 if that's any consolation.
I think having our birthdays 5 days apart only makes us cooler.
Happy belated.
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