난 말인데... Or, Me

So, I'm 24 now. I passed into my 25th year of life on Monday. In honor of the day (though this is a bit belated), I present myself.

This is my cousin James, who's four months older, and myself as babies. Our moms were trying to do the cute thing, and what resulted is James eating my face.

This is me at about three or four years old, when we lived in Bountiful, Utah. I still have the pink blanket; in fact I am wrapped up in it at this very moment that I am typing this. My father is, I think, mortified by the fact that his RM daughter still sleeps with her baby blanket at night.

This picture was taken when I was about nine or ten, when we lived in Bozeman, Montana. I think this was my "I'm a cowgirl for Halloween" look.

High school, and an attempt at makeup. This must have been years ago, since Heidi hasn't been shorter than me in ages and ages. I think she looks older than me in this picture, despite being three years younger. People used to ask us if we were twins. I don't see it, personally.

After my second first year of college, the Sunday before I left on my mission to Seoul, South Korea. I look so young and innocent.

On my mission, in my second area. Good to know I didn't take life too seriously.

This picture was taken this last summer, back in Korea, at a World Cup viewing party in the heart of Myeongdong, Seoul. We lost the game against Argentina, but it was a great experience nonetheless.

Sometimes the events of my life seem very unreal to me. I'm not sure at what point that feeling of unreality started, but sometimes I stop and wonder at the fact that I've been out of high school longer than I was in it. I wonder what this next year of my life will bring?