I'm turning 25, but I feel like a teenager!

And goodness knows I act more like a teenager now than I ever did when I actually was one. My life seems to be full of texting, embracing those all-too-fabulous teen movies, staying up way past "bedtime", and having junior-high like relationships - no wonder I get along so well with my 14 - year old sister. Weird to revert so far back in maturity levels. I guess I should go see that Brad Pitt movie about aging backwards - maybe Benjamin Button will understand how I feel.

I lied.

I can't seem to give up my invisibility.

Why do I keep taking the Red Eye?

Every time I take the Sunday night red eye back from Salt Lake I spend Monday at my desk lamenting what a bad decision it was! And the head/stomach/everything-aches always lead me to promising myself that I won't book another red eye - yet for some reason I keep doing it! I am seduced into those few extra Sunday evening hours at home... visions of chocolate chip cookies and board games always get the better of me. And while I take every precaution (including lugging the pillows, blankets, and sleeping pills my mom sends with me) - there really is no escaping the fatigue that inevitably follows a night of sitting much too close to a snoring stranger.

Next time I'm booking my flight home - please remind me how I'm feeling right now and have me get on the 5pm flight with Ali - my much wiser-than-me roommate.