happy blogbirthday to me...happy blogbirthday to me...happy blogbirthday dear meee-eee...happy blogbirthday to me....

woo. made it a year...and what a year it was. (god, that's a terrible cliche. my humor sure hasn't come very far)...and i feel like i am on the eve of some big changes, so i am sure the next will be better...

i did notice i am not nearly as introspective as i once was. not sure why. maybe because i feel so uncertain in so many ways now. i have used the analogy (i think analogy is the right term. duh. yes, mrs. henderson, i know i should know that.) before that i feel like i am walking on the edge of a cliff she walks along the line where the ocean meets the sand like she's walking on a wire in a circus and not sure if i jump i will land in the crystal clear waters under a sunny sky, or into a murky pool punctured by raindrops. walking the cliff is frustrating, not fun, sucks all of your energy, yet it seems so much easier than the risk of jumping.

i feel like i'm just jumping off the low dive now, testing. it will be an interesting, exciting, challanging and .

'hang on to your hats and glasses, this is the wildest ride in the wilderness' (damn, i went to disneyland wayyyy too many times in high school).

kersplat. :)

5 minutes later...

i just went back and read that page that i linked to. i referenced my second grade english teacher there, and my 7th grade english teacher here. weird. i also don't sound like i've come too far. i can't believe how much i used to ramble. less is more. less is more.