Reflecting

It just sort of hit me the other day when I was thinking about it: in a few weeks I'm going to be moving and everything that I've known for the past five years is not going to be around anymore. All the memories I've stored, all the places I've been, all friends I've made they're all going to be gone. (O.k fine so I'll still be able to keep in touch with the friends, but still, its not the same.)
Yes, change is supposed to be good for you and I'm sure it is. In fact, I'm convinced of it, but there's alot of stuff I know I'll miss: the roadtrips across the western plains every weekend, the big blue sky, the endless desert that has some of the most beautiful sunsets I've ever seen, going to Houston every summer to work, the Match Meetings, hanging out with the Goodes and playing Nintendo with them till 5 in the morning... Texas is my home. When I think of it, its actually going to be very hard for me to leave.
Was looking back and here's some pictures of old times, good memories... very good memories...


My sister Angie and her husband Joey right before they got married. Some of the coolest people you will ever meet.

Me and Mari in Houston 2006

Don't really feel compelled to explain this...

Or this...

Wordstock 2006. Kiesha your a doll!!

Some old friends at the first prom 2005. Left to right: Brian, Nicky, Casper (David) Bobby, Martyn, Vic, Jesse, then me.

Me and the Korkames girls before they went down to Miami (mid 2005) Good people really, known them since I was 14. Forget why Arthur was in the picture but I do remember being mad at him cause he got to go down with them and I didn't.. heheh

Yep, I'm going to miss it...