As a child of 25...

I'm sitting here eating an Airhead. My gosh. Do you remember those? I think I may go into sugar shock. Yum.

I just got back from taking myself on a date to see The Last Kiss. I tell ya, I'm a pretty good date. I bought myself candy and popcorn, I laughed at all the key moments, I opened the door for myself; I'm a keeper. I think I'd like to take myself out again sometime. :-O

The movie was good. It wasn't quite what I expected, but I enjoyed it. The soundtrack is killer. I bought it a few weeks ago - definitely recommend it.

I drove home feeling contemplative about relationships (I guess that's expected) but also about life experiences in general.

The past few days I've found a bunch of old friends of mine from the summer camp that I went to as a kid on Myspace. Good 'ol Myspace. It's been fun reminiscing about those times. I went to that camp every summer for a week, seven years in a row.

It was in this town in the middle of nowhere Pennsylvania, at a "resort" called Land of the Vikings. True story.

Both my grandparents emigrated to the U.S. from Norway, and they belonged to an organization called Sons of Norway. Each summer, they would host summer camp at L.O.V. I met some great people there. The first summer pretty much sucked, but for some reason I went back and kept going back until I was 15.

I reconnected with two girls from camp that I haven't talked to in probably 12yrs. It made me start thinking about all the different people you meet in your life, and the impression that they can make on you, no matter how short. Sometimes I think we take human interaction for granted. It's really kind of incredible when you think about it - how much we affect and are affected by others. There's a line in the movie where a character says something along the lines of, "What you feel only matters to you. It's what you do to the people you say you love that is most important."

But all I mean is that the relationships that you have with other people, whether friendships or romantic, are going to leave imprints on you and them that never go away.

I think I've entered into that natural "hibernation" period that happens after someone hurts you. But I don't want what happened with Sax to keep me from having new experiences. Last night CK said to me that some things happen because of fate or chance, but the rest you have to make happen.

Amen sister friend.

I sometimes feel old at 25 (especially teaching kids who were born in 1988), but I know that there is a lot I haven't lived through yet.

Okay, I'm going off the contemplative deep end here. I'll stop.