How time flies

- I looked back to the beginning-beginning of my blog and it's my two year anniversary of blogging here. I kissed Xanga goodbye two years ago.

- When I first moved back home, I was a fresh faced 21 year old, called a "baby" by many "older" folks I first met. Fast forward to four years later, no longer referred to as "oh, you're just a baby!"... now it's "so, when are you guys planning on having babies?".

- I also started teaching when I was 21 with a group of first graders. This was before Jon + Kate started so I was freaked out that six year olds weren't potty trained. Luckily, I only had one "pooper" (and it wasn't even during my class when I was teaching). These first graders are now fifth graders. I wonder if they remember their first grade teacher... every so often, I wish I could see how they've grown.

- My second year I was with fourth graders, they're now in seventh grade. Somehow, most of the class (or maybe just the "cool" kids), managed to get on gchat and chat it up with me. Luckily they didn't know much about gchat when I was teaching since that was always on the entire teaching day. They've also managed to get on Facebook and track me down as well as some on Twitter. Dang those tweets, growing up so quickly. I haven't seen these kids for two years. This should be puberty stage for them, I wonder how they're doing and how they've grown now.

- I've just noticed recently that it gets dark at approximately a quarter to eight. Has another summer come and gone? For some reason, I always get a bit saddened during the transition from summer to autumn. And this time around, it will be my last summer to autumn transition as a single person too!

- A girl always dreams about her wedding, when he'll propose, how to plan for it all, etc. Now that it's right around the corner with roughly four months left, I'm thinking "crap! Where has all this time gone? Has five months really gone by?!"

My, how time flies...