Decions, Decions.

When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up.
Our answers were things like astronaut, president, or in my case... princess.
When we were ten, they asked again and we answered - rockstar, cowboy, or in my case, gold medalist.
But now that we've grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how 'bout this: who the hell knows?!
This isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions, it's time to make mistakes.
Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chill.
Fall in love - a lot.
Major in philosophy 'cause there's no way to make a career out of that.
Change your mind. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be.. we won't have to guess.
We'll know.


-Jessica
Graduation Party

.Eclipse.