Times flies when you're in California

Sitting here at my kitchen table, I see my kitchen and my living room. I see the same pots and pans, the same furniture, the same people, that I saw at my house before and the one before that, but things aren't the same. The furniture has a few more spots and those pots and pans have a bit more rust. And as for the people, we've all gotten older. Even my dear old Boston Terrier can't claim to be a pup anymore (God forbid you tell her that, though). Sometimes I honestly have to pinch myself because this doesn't seem real. Things have changed so quickly, I feel like I haven't been able to catch my breath about any situation that has changed.. so, pretty much everything.

12 months ago, my sophomore year in high school was winding down. I was eager to become a junior and senior and graduate from the good ole PHS. 6 months ago exactly was my 16th birthday. The day, in my book, the world would change. I would have my license and I could drive to the football games and to school and I felt like my life would be anew.. so naive, but no one wanted to crush my teen spirit. I didn't even know I was moving yet! It wasn't until September that my life would take a strange turn of events. My friends even commented later that they felt like my move was a big blur. Things happened so quickly and I was on a plane to California less than a month and a half later. My vision of how things would turn out (the people, the sites, the smells, the food) could not have been more wrong. It's been 3 and a half months since that fateful (yet sunny) October afternoon, and I can't say my life sucks. I have friends from coast to coast, literally. I've been to LA and I've been in the Pacific Ocean (this was a huge step for me because I was obsessed with that Britney Spears movie Crossroads. If you'd seen it, you'd understand). I've eaten at places that were on Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives, my obsession. I've been yanked out my small, but existent, comfort zone. I'm graduating high school in California. I'm actually looking into colleges here. I HAVE A BLOG. If someone told me a year ago I'd live in California, much less have a blog, I'd just laugh.

I feel like I just got off that plane. In a few short months, I'll be going home to Louisiana for my last summer of high school. I'll be going to a Backstreet Boys concert in June (YES, THEY STILL TOUR) with my best friends, and making memories that I wouldn't trade for anything. But, by the end of the summer, I'll probably be undeniably ready to be a California girl again.

February is almost out the window. This is wild. I'm blowing my own mind, yaaa'll.

Oh and there's a 90% chance going to Germany with Regina to see Shabnam in just over a year. Oh yes.

Love & Creep,
Jess