I'm 25?

In 22 minutes, it will be August 19, and I will be 25 years old. Really? Already? This is old. This is really old (to the 13-yr-old in me) and I think I am still SO young... Hmph. I'm old enough to want to go to sleep before it crosses over into the next day, but nostalgic enough to say my last words as a 24-yr-old. It has been unreal. I look back on the last year, and I am at a loss for words. It was not what I expected. I have changed so much. I've loved it all - the good, the bad, the ugly.

But now I'm (tocando-la-puerta-de) 25, and it's not at all what I expected. Here are some random things that surprise me:
- I'm in seminary, preparing to be an overseas missionary in a year.
- I chopped off all my hair a couple months ago, and gave it to Locks of Love.
- I have two roommates - complete strangers not that long ago, who are now friends that I love.
- 15 years ago my favorite food became Thai food, and that still hasn't changed.
- My Spanish has improved in NC... after 24 years of living in Miami.
- I'm a "fed." Working for a "bureau." Weird... Definitely didn't see that one coming.
- I'd never pulled an all-nighter when I moved a year ago, and now I've done that about half-a-dozen times.
- I have a pink diamond piercing my nose (and I love it).
- Given the choice to spend my birthday in a new state with lovely, fun young friends... I still couldn't pass up the chance to be with my family for my birthday. I love them now more than ever.
- I've experienced God in a way I just never expected over the last year. In times of incredible sadness, He has been there - when it felt like no one else was. And though those times were dark and difficult, they were good. So good. And He is incredibly faithful. Thanks, Lord.

Here's to another 25! I wonder what 50 will be like...