Growing Old & Underwear

Congratulations to my Grandpa today- he turned 90!!! I love him and my Grandma to death and they are the cutest couple anyone will ever see.
I'm barely nineteen and I feel insanely old. Even though I'm still young I feel I've learned a lot of life lessons already. Like don't hit your brother, going to class is a good idea and when in doubt do what your mom tells you. Still in all I know I have a lot more to learn.I've never had to go through the lesson of losing someone... I've been so lucky to never lose anyone I truly deeply care and love. I consider that one of my greatest blessings. Although my dog died when i was 13 and we'd had him since I was two, I don't think I went to school for appx. 3 days afterwards... but anyways I've never lost a person. I've never even been to a funeral. I hope my Grandparents stick around as long as they can because they are an inspiration and remind me that there are good people in this world.

So tonight I went to my laundry to grab a pair of shorts and along with my shorts fell a pair of recently purchased underwear. I don't know about you but I think people go through phases in their life... At least I do. And I think your underwear expresses your phases and moods pretty accurately. Like when I'm in a comfy mood, I wear comfy underwear.. you know the "old favorites." and when I'm in a pretty mood I try and match my underwear to what I'm wearing. I used to not care about my underwear but recently I've gotten into it... it's my new obsession and collection. I particularly like ones with polka dots and/or stripes. I love wild underwear... not for when I feel wild, but because even when people look at you and think you're a boring person you know that they can't see your underwear, but man, you're hardcore.